Obsessed

Chapter 21

"I need her, I want her, I'll have her and nobody can stop me." -H

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All day Harry has been nothing but happy and nice to me, It's better then him being mad and rude towards me. I'm still wondering if I should ask him about my family.

Or where is Anne?

I slowly walk down the hall way into his room once again, I stare at the closet letting the memory's flow from when I saw all the pictures of me in there, It made me want to vomit.

"Baby? What are you doing?"

I turn around to see Harry standing in the door frame coming up to me and giving me a tight hug. "Why can't you just let me go, Let me see my family please. I won't tell anyone about this," I say as my face is buried in his chest.

He shakes his head making me frown,
"I-I can't."

"Please, I swear I won't tell."

"I said no!!" He roars making tears form in my eyes, I turn the other way making Harry gasp. I just dislike when people yell at me, I'm so sensitive and it totally sucks.

He wraps his arms hugging me tightly from behind me pulling me into his chest.

"Shh, don't cry. I'm sorry, Angel. I'll let you call them just not now. Maybe a different time or maybe just maybe tomorrow..."He says as I look back up at him.

"Really?" I say, he nod his head, a spark of excitement runs through me just knowing that I'll be hearing my mom's voice again, I could finally get away and go back home.

"But why can't you let me go?" I say confused, Why would he want me to stay here I'm honestly the most boring person in life.

"I-I just can't let you leave my sight, I'm in love with you. Even though you don't love me back its fine at least I have someone to love and at least pretend they love me back." He says looking back at the ground.

I sigh knowing that I should feel guilty but I don't. I'm not being selfish but I don't even know him, hopefully one day Harry will get that and eventually find someone else that loves him.

"It's okay, you'll find someone who loves you back and eventually you'll love them back too.. plus, You have your family." I say trying to bring his hopes up.

He stiffens at the mention of his family,

"My family doesn't love me and I don't want anyone but you.." He mutters.

He needs to learn how to actually talk to a girl and not kidnap me expecting me to be in love with him, He really thinks Stockholm Syndrome is real for me.

"I'm sorry, we can't be together. It just doesn't feel right. Plus, I'm still extremely young and I still have to go to collage and you're stopping me from doing that," I complain as he let's out an angry sigh.

He glares at me after I let out all those words slip from my mouth, It's the truth though.

"It doesn't matter if you're young, You're turning eighteen next month and eventually we could be together. Once you love me I'll let you have the freedom you want." He says.

Is he serious, did he not just hear what I said?

"Harry, You're gonna be twenty-six.. That's really creepy. Also, I feel comfortable dating someone around my age." I say in a innocent tone not trying to anger him.

"If you ever even think of going out with a guy I will find you and snap his neck or even make him suffer.." He mutters making my eyes widen.

He's crazy, extremely crazy.

"Your obsession with me isn't normal, you honestly need some help," I mumble.

He bites his lip and rest his hands on my thigh,

"I don't need help, I just love you a lot," I get up from the bed going to the closet and opening it wide for him to see, all the photos of me are on display.

"This is not being obsessed??"

He stands up beside me shaking his head and grabbing my waist to push me closer to his chest,

"No, that just shows how much I love you."

So, taking pictures of someone with there undergarments on and stalking them is the new way of telling them that you love them, To him that is the truth.

"What? You know what. I'm not gonna even complain any longer, you need help," I say pitching the bridge of my nose as I shake my head.

He clears his throat before getting up from the bed and closing the closet that's behind me,

"I don't need fucking help, The only thing I need is you. You are the one keeping me sane," He says loudly.

I flinch at the sound of the closet door slamming and turn backfrom him. "What can I do to get you to love me?" He says desperately.

"Let. Me. Go," I whisper slowly making anger flash in his eyes. "Damn it! Besides that!" He yells coming closer.

I shake my head shrugging my shoulders as well.