Opposite worlds »punk h.s

Chapter 22

"Harry, ple-please." I begged.

"But what do we have here?" Harry said with an evil grin pasted on his lips.

His green eyes meet mine and I squirm beneath him, trying to let go of his grip but honestly is useless.

"Harry, let g-go of me." I begged again and the curled just laughed. "I..im going to scream." I said and I swallowed, feeling my throat dry.

"I know you don’t dare." He smiles and rests one hand on my cheek.

I froze at his touch and I looked attentive and scared at him. He's drunk; I can feel the strong smell of alcohol.

Harry slips his fingers across my cheek, on my jaw and stops at my lips. My heart is about to jump out of my chest. His emerald eyes burning into mine, intimidates me and makes me feel goose bumps.

"You look completely scared. Are you afraid of me Lucy?"He whispered leaning toward me. His face is only inches.

He's drunk, I have no shorts and I'm trapped under him. Of course I'm scared.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Don't be." Harry pulled his lips into a pout. "I will not hurt nerd."

"Harry, let me go." I complained trying to move my wrists.

He smiles and leans as if he is going to kiss me. I'm so scared that I instinctively turned my head and his lips crashed against my cheek.

"Oh, don't be such a prude." Harry growled against my skin.

He kissed my cheek and pulled his face from me. Harry released me and I stay in the corner of the sofa with my legs bent. Like a little girl stays in the corner of the room when she is punished. I want to be as far away from Harry.

"Ca-can you leave?" I asked, rubbing my wrists.

"What if I don't want to?" He frowned.

"How did you get in?" I asked curious.

"You left the back door open, love." He smiles and slides a hand through his hair.

"Are you drunk?" Harry nodded in response. "How did you get here?"

"By car, that is a stupid question." He spits.

"Don't be rude." I whispered. "If you're goi-going to be like that please Harry go."

"Please Harry go." He mimics my tone while he lifts the sofa. "I came here to see you."

"To s-see me? You've come to bother me, bursting into my house. You turned off the lights, I thought there was a thief, I almost had a heart attack Harry. "I whispered loud enough for him to hear me.

"It was just a joke." He smiled.

"I didn't think it was funny."

"To you nothing is funny; you're so boring and prudish Lucy."

"I am many things for you, most are negative." I said, hugging my legs.

"Blah, blah, blah." Harry rolls his eyes. "This sucks."

Why he is always saying negative things? Why he is always so rude? I don't like the way he treat me, I am weak and I don't need somebody else to make me more weaker.

"Tell me the truth, why are you here Harry?" I asked.

"I was bored."

"Harry is Friday night, someone like you would not waste time with someone like me." I said hurt.