Isabella’s POV
“I want to go home, Harry!” I cried. “I’m not staying with you in your fucking flat!”
Harry slows down and pulls up at the side of the road. He turns to me and says: “Get out.” sternly.
I was confused at the moment. “What?”
“I said, get the fuck out and walk home.” He repeats with a smirk on his face. He probably thinks that I won’t budge and would rather stay here with him than walk home. Well, I’ll show him.
I opened the door and slammed it as hard as I can, leaving a shocked expression on Harry’s face.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he questions angrily, stepping out of the car and catching up with me.
“Nothing is wrong with me.” I answered him, trying to gain a normal voice. “I’m perfectly fine.” Well, I gotta admit; messing up with Harry was quite an entertainment.
Before another word could be said and done, Harry drags me back and pins me on the side of the car. His hands snaked around my waists firmly. “You better keep that smart mouth of yours shut.” He whispers in my ear.
Then he starts leaving a trail of warm kisses on my neck.
“Harry. What are you doing?” I stammered helplessly as I tried to pry him off me. But he won’t budge. He’s too strong for me.
“You smell good babe.” He speaks softly between kisses. His hands make its way to my stomach and he starts rubbing it with the pads of his thumbs. Harry gets down and starts going up my bare abdomen and that’s where I did it. I kicked his shin.
He clenched his jaw, his hands still pinning me to the car. I couldn’t escape in this state now. “Get in the fucking car, Isabella. You are coming with me, and that is final!” He demands.
I shook my head at him. “No, Harry. I’m not coming with you.”
Harry’s POV
I opened the door and shoved her in again. I locked the car and sprinted around to the driver’s seat. She was close to unlocking the car and running away when I grabbed her shirt. She sighs, goes back to sitting straight again and I bent over to lock the car once more.
“Please don’t do anything to me, Harry.” She pleads, her words turning into a whisper.
I looked at her for a few seconds. She was innocent. I shouldn’t have done this to her. Maybe she wouldn't fear me anymore. Maybe one day, she’d understand that I get jealous easily and that she’s mine.
A/N hope you guys like it COMMENT! VOTE ! (Edited by August Anne ♥ | 2014)
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