Runaway : hs

"Harry, they're coming for us soon." I say, my grip around his shirt tightening as I feel the sting of tears behind my eyes.
He pulls me closer to him, his warm breath fanning my neck as his chocolate curls brush across my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
"They don't matter to us, to what we have, we belong together and nothing can come between us. We are too strong for them to separate our love." He says, his strong arms tightening around me as he places a gentle kiss to my forehead.