Withhold [H.S]

[Chapter 49]

Payton's POV

It's taken me about a whole entire week to get back to my daily routine of living as a college student. I finally got my grades back up and I haven't missed a single class since. My days have gone pack to normal with my girls, spending time at each other's dorms after class and gossiping about the latest news. We haven't really gone out much since it's been crunch time on testing, but we still have had our fun.

Being back home has really made me miss my lifestyle. I felt pure again, as if I was cleansed from Harry's gang life. It felt good to be normal again.

I sighed as I folded my towel before I placed it on top of my drawer, feeling relaxed after my warm shower. 9:52 pm showed on my clock from my night stand as I slowly approached my drawer and pulled out my phone.

I peered down at my messages from Claire, asking if I was alright and if I made it to my dorm okay. I smiled before I swiped her message and replied back, letting her know that I was safe and all good.

I then placed my phone down before I took off my other towel, tossing it on the bed and making my way towards the drawer. I pulled out a fresh pair of underwear with a matching bra before I quickly slipped it on.

I searched for one of my oversized sweatshirts before I grabbed out my maroon one and tugged it over my exposed body. It hung on me just above mid thigh, keeping my body warm. Just as I was about to go grab a pair of socks, the door to my room suddenly opened.

I gasped as I stepped back, watching in fear as a tall figure stepped inside. Their head wasn't facing me so I couldn't see who it was, but something about their persona felt familiar.

I wrapped my arms around myself in shock as they closed the door quickly and locked it, turning around to face me before pulling the rather large hoodie off their head.

I widened my eyes as I stared into his green ones, completely shocked that he was here inside my dorm right now.

"Harry?" I gasped as he quickly took the ball cap off of his head, tossing it to the side carelessly.

"What are you doing here?" I questioned as he looked right at me while marching towards me.

I swallowed hard as I backed away as quickly as I could, realizing he wasn't stopping.

"I knew I'd find you here." He said as I tripped on something and almost fell but he quickly caught me.

I gasped as he pulled me up by my elbows, holding me in place as we were only inches apart.

"Harry- what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here! You could get caught." I said with panic laced in my voice.

"Meaning what? You ratted me out?" He snapped as I flinched.

"No. I didn't rat you out. You'd be on the news if I did. I didn't mention you once. You're safe if that's all you're worried about." I said madly as I shoved him off me and took a few steps back.

"That's not what I came here for." He said as his eyes remained locked on mine.

"Then why are you here?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"To bring you back home with me." He replied as I dropped my jaw.

"I am home Harry. Don't you see that?" I said in disbelief.

"No, you're home when you're with me." He said as he tried to grab my wrist but I quickly lifted it away from him.

"No I belong here." I shook my head as he tightened his jaw.