His lips move quickly from my cheek to my neck. What is going on? "Harry, get off." I try to push him away. It's like something took over him. "You know you love it." he presses his lips to my neck once again. "No, stop." I try to push him off of me again. He leans his forehead on mine and his heavy breaths send chills up my neck. "You know you love me." he insists leaning closer. I think about this before his lips smash onto mine.