Possessive // h.s

Chapter nine

He rustled a little on his side of the bed making a slight noise. I jumped out of the bed in pure fear. Even though I know he wouldn't harm me, I was still scared of why he would bring me back here.

"Hey, good morning" he says with a sweet smile.
"Um...hi", I awkwardly stand shriveled in the corner.
"Why, how am I back here?" I looked around the room, avoiding Harry's confused gaze.
"Well you passed out about a mile away from my house and I found you lying by a tree stump, so I picked you up and brought you back here". He finished off with a bright smile as if all those weeks of me being trapped here was nothing.
"Why would you bring me back?" I said a little more harsh then I meant.
"Why wouldn't I? I thought when we kissed that we felt some sort of connection?"
"Yeah but that doesn't change the fact that you kidnapped me". Tears swelled in my eyes knowing what I said could have hurt him. I could see he had strong feelings towards me, but what he's done was the opposite of how to show your feelings.

"Wow, just when I thought you liked me back, you go and stab me in the back with the past". His voice cracked in the end and his eyes became glossy, and immediately I felt guilt build up inside of me.
"Harry I'm...I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to sound that way". As I walked over to comfort him he backed up a few steeps.
"Save it Ella, I know what you meant. You know what, I don't care if you leave this time, so please just let yourself out". His face grew a light red as he shakily ran his fingers through his tousled hair.
"Harry, please I'm sorry...but I think I...um have feelings for you too". My blood pumped uncontrollably all through out my body, and the adrenaline kicked in.

Harry had this look in his eyes that excited me yet scared me all at the same time. Within seconds he pushed me up against the wall and crashed his lips with mine. Although we've kissed before it felt like the first. Our lips moved in sync and molded together like they were created for each other. But I'd guess everyone would say that in these situations, but it's true you feel like you were made for that specific person. We broke apart after what felt like ages.
Harry rested his forehead against mine as he breathed in the atmosphere around us two.
"I love you", he spoke in a whisper.
"I love you too", I bit my lip and smiled.

A/N: So sorry I've been so inactive lately, just busy with holidays and I've been really sick and ya...but i hope this isn't too cheesy and i hope you all like it ;)