Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 22

Sarah's P.O.V

"Will you do me the honors of marrying me, darling?" Harry asks, looking up at me.

"H-Harry.." I breathe. It was starting to get hard to breathe and swallow.

"I know it's new to you, but I promise it's going to be great." Harry says.

"But Harry, I'm only seventeen." I say.

"Age doesn't matter, baby." Harry says.

"H-Harry, y-you're almost thirty. Don't you think someone will found out?" I ask.

"No, we'll be fine. Just trust me on this one, babe. Please, I've took time and thought about it. And I want this. I'm ready." Harry says.

"But Harry, I-I'm scared." I whisper.

"I know you are, baby, so am I to be honest, but we can do this. I know we can." Harry says.

I just stand there absolutely speechless. I don't know what to do. So all I do is just stand there.

"Babe, don't you love me?" Harry asks.

"I do! It's just, I'm scared, Harry." I whisper.

"Don't worry, Kitten. We can do this. Just trust me." Harry whispers.

Should I do it? I'm only seventeen. But I love Harry to death. And to be honest, I want it, too. So I say,

"Y-Yes." I whisper. Harry smiles, and slips the ring on my finger.

"Thank you so much, Sarah! You won't regret this, I promise!" Harry smiles.

"Okay." I giggle.

Harry gets up, picks me up, and spins me around. I giggle as Harry spins me around.

He soon sets me down, and says, "I love you so much." Harry kisses me.

"I love you, too." I smile.

Harry's P.O.V
~The next day~

I woke up the next day with Sarah's naked body on top of mine. Sarah and I had made love last night. It felt so good.

I carefully take her off of me, and place her next to me. I get up, and take a shower and brush my teeth.

I walk out of the bathroom, and Sarah is sitting up smiling at me.

"Did I wake you, baby?" I ask.

"No." She whispers.

"Oh okay, well, good morning, Kitten." I smirk.

"Good morning to you, too." Sarah smiles.

Sarah gets up, and walks over to me. She pecks my lips, and I smile. She goes into the bathroom, and brushes her teeth. Sarah walks out, and hugs me.

"I love you, Harry." She says.

"I love you, too, baby girl." Harry coos.

Sarah pulls away, and walks out the room. I follow her downstairs, and she goes into the kitchen.

"I'm hungry." She says.

"You're always hungry." I chuckle.

"Well, I like food." She says.

"Me too." I giggle.

Sarah holds up her hand, and smiles at her ring.

"It's beautiful." She says.

"Just like you." I coo.

"That was cheesy!" Sarah giggles.

"It's true, though." I smile.

"Well, thank you." She curtsies, and giggles.

"How much did it cost you?" She asks.

"Babe, it doesn't matter." I sigh.

"I know, but I feel like you're going to be broke." She says.

"I'm not going to be broke. I'm just taking care of you, Kitten. Let me take care of you." I say, grabbing her by the waist.

"Okay." Sarah whispers.

"You know I love you, right?" I ask.

"Yes." She says.

"Okay, we'll be alright if you just trust me." I say.

"I do trust you, Harry. I'm just afraid something bad is going to happen." She says.

"Nothing bad is going to happen." I shake my head.

"How do you know?" Sarah asks.

"Has anything bad happened ever since you've been with me?" I ask.

"We had to move a couple of times." Sarah says.

"Other than that." I roll my eyes. I

"Nothing." She says softly.

"Okay then. You have nothing to worry about." I say.

"Okay, Haz." Sarah smiles.

"Okay, good." I smile, and kiss her. She kisses me back.

I could tell, and she could, too, that this was the start of something beautiful...