"Why do you hate me, Harry?" I choked out, tears threatening to spill over at any given second. A soft sob escaped my lips as I stared up at him. He flinched, but quickly stood his ground. "I've never hated you, Kacee" His husky voice was low, but firm. "Well, you obviously don't like me" I mumbled, avoiding his hard gaze. "You just don't understand" He took a step forward leaving no space between us. "It's not that I don't like you, Kacee" My heart raced faster as he pinned me against the wall, my breathing becoming uneven while I staring into his emerald eyes. "I...I'm afraid to get close to you...I'm afraid I'll fall for you and wont be able to give you what you deserve...That I can't love you the way I'm supposed to..." He closed his eyes, frustrated with himself. My breath hitched in my throat as he rested his forehead on mine, his right hand cupping the side of my face. "Teach me" He whispered, his raspy voice sending chills down my spine. His eyelids slowly peeled open, his bright eyes piercing into mine. "I want to give you what you deserve"All Rights Reserved