Struggle | H.S | AU |

Twenty Six|

Apparently I had fallen asleep again. I really don't get why I'm always sleeping but then again it's really hot outside and that does make me sleepy most of the time. I realized that I was still outside in the freaking sun. I tried to stretch my arms and they hurt really badly, hello sunburn. Damn it, this would mean I would look like a damn tomato. I quickly went back inside and grabbed my bottle of after sun and walked into the bathroom.

When I looked in the mirror I was shocked to see the red skinned girl staring back at me. Everything was red, this lukewarm shower was going to hurt like crazy but I had no choice. The bad thing of this was that I needed help getting the after sun everywhere and as Harry was the only freaking person nearby, well you get what I'm trying to say with that don't you.

I stepped into the shower and hissed when the water hit my body and god what was this painful experience. Was someone punishing me for not listening to certain people? Why didn't Harry wake me up? He never let's me sleep long enough to really get into a deep slumber. Maybe he left the house, which would mean I had an opportunity to go outside. After 5 minutes I decided it was time to get out of this shower from hell.

I dried my body carefully and put on some underwear and a bra, nothing to exciting and a robe before I went downstairs with my after sun. Somewhere I was hoping that he wouldn't be here but I hadn't had any luck from the moment we moved here so I didn't get my hopes up and I didn't feel disappointed when I saw Harry sitting in the living room, watching a movie.

"Harry?" I said and he turned turned around and his eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw me standing there looking like a tomato and he almost fell of the couch when he tried to stand up. "My god woman , what have you done?" he sounded as if he was trying not to laugh and this annoyed me a lot. "I fell asleep on my balcony." I confessed annoyed and that was when he started chuckling. "Damn, you look horrible." He was really rubbing it in.

"Yes please be rude, it's not like I already feel awful enough." I said sarcastically and that made him chuckle even more. "Okay, so why are you standing in front of me then?" he asked as if he didn't know already but he needed to hear me say it. "I need your help." I saw he was lost for a second because normally I wouldn't want his help. "With what?" he stopped laughing and got up from the couch.

"I need you to put this after sun on me." I extended my hand with the bottle of after sun and he quickly grabbed it. "Alright, I will do that for you if I get a kiss from you." I knew this wasn't going to be easy. "What?! O forget it!" I tried to get the bottle back but he held it out of my reach. This was really frustrating me because I had to get that after sun on me and I also knew that I had to kiss him. "FINE!" I yelled at him and I grabbed him by his shirt and I crashed my lips onto his. I had surprised him because at first he didn't even respond. That didn't take more then a few seconds though.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and he deepened the kiss but when he put some pressure on my waist I yelped because that really hurt. I immediately stopped kissing him and he was standing there with a smirk because he knew that I liked kissing him. "Okay I kissed you, can you please put on that damn after sun?!" I almost yelled at him and he didn't stop smiling.

"Of Course Anna." I took a deep breath and let my robe fall of my body on the ground and his mouth fell open because he had never seen me without my clothes and yes I wasn't completely naked but I still wasn't wearing much. "Harry?" I waited for him to put the after sun on me and I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes. "What? O yes rubbing after sun, I can do that." His reaction did make me giggle because it was like he had never seen a woman in her underwear or bikini because it's almost the same thing.

He walked over to me, almost tripping over his own feet. If I wasn't hurt so badly it would've cracked me up to see him struggle like this. Before he put his hands on my body he looked at me, almost to ask permission, which I thought was weird because normally he would do the hell he wanted. I nodded and he put his hands softly on my body. While he was rubbing that after sun on me I couldn't help but feel a little bit aroused by this because he was really tender with me and I liked that a lot. I tried to hide it but he noticed it and that made him smirk. Harry took full advantage of this situation and began to kiss me before he rubbed the after sun on certain body parts, which was annoying me and turning me on at the same time.

When his lips touched me above my breast I couldn't stifle back that damn moan and I took a step back. Fetching the after sun from his hold. "I can do the rest myself, thank you for your help." I said and I almost ran to my room. I let myself slide down against the door and put my head in my hands. Why did he have such an effect on me? I just can take this and I don't want this. How can you feel something like this for someone who keeps you as a prisoner in your own house and who beats you when you don't listen. How can you like someone like that?

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Notes

She is so confused about all of it. I would be to I think and at this point I also recognized the song Stockholm Syndrome in the story. What do you guys think?

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