*Chapter 26: Bonding*

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  "Anyone can tell you you're pretty, yeah
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty's deeper than the make-up
And I wanna show you what I see tonight...


When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips.
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
'Cause, baby, I, I wanna make you feel wanted  "

--Hunter Hayes; Wanted

*Chapter 26: Bonding*

Sunday; August 27, 2017

Roxanne

I would refuse to come out all day yesterday and today. I can't bare seeing his face after what he tried to do. I'm glad he stopped before he forced himself on me. I was scared.

The door then opens and I look over as Harry walks in closing it.

"I had a lock for a reason," I glare at him.

"Your mom was worried, she told me to get an extra key and come talk to you."

"For what? I just want to be in here, leave me alone."

"Not until we talk."

"There's nothing to talk about! You almost fucking raped me."

"I know, I'm sorry. Roxanne I really am sorry, I promise it won't happen again."

"Of course it won't, I will tell mom everything!"

"Roxanne please."

"Don't play me the guilt card, it's not going to work Harry."

"Alright fine, just one thing, uh can you just spend today with me? I won't stop you if you still want to tell Candice everything. Just spend some time with me please."

"Is this some trick?"

"No, just an opportunity of you to get to know me."

"I don't find it a good idea."

"I won't bug you anymore, you have my word."
I sigh thinking it through.

"Fine, but if you try anything—"

"I won't."

**

So far, it's been kind of awkward as we walked around and decided to eat something. The waiter there seemed to be checking me out the whole time. I can tell Harry wanted to strangle him which I thought was funny.

We ate in silence until he spoke.

"You seem to be the center of attention."

"What?" I furrow my eyebrows at him.

"Every guy can't keep their gaze off you, I mean I don't blame them but still," he chuckles.

"Are you trying to flirt with me?"

"No, they are," he laughs and continues to eat.

"I don't see anything wrong with guys staring at me, I'm not doing anything wrong."

"But you have no idea what kind of dirty thoughts run through their minds."

"Oh, and you're a saint for not thinking that way of me," I roll my eyes as I take a sip of my juice.

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