Harry's hold on my wrist tightened, sending pain shooting up my arm. My eyes shut tight, body flinching in his grip, as I desperately tried to pull away. "Harry, you're hurting me!" I cried out, tears beginning to sting my eyes. He let go of my wrist but his jaw was still tightly clenched. His hands held in fists, displaying his already obvious irritation. "Being with me is dangerous, Dylan. You're going to get yourself killed."All Rights Reserved