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Capture

Afraid of falling in Love

*Star Pov*
"I'll go with you." I smiled.

I don't know what came over me, but those words just came out. I was getting feelings for Harry and every day that passed by it was harder to hide them. It feels as if I have an angel on my right shoulder and a devil on my left. Each keep pulling me toward their directions. The angel telling me to go with my heart and be happy with Harry and let my walls come down. Yet the devil keeps bringing in my problems, telling me to hate Harry and be cold-blooded.
But when his lips met mine it was so hard to not join in. I felt butterflies in my tummy and all my worries left. He's right. I need a break I shall call my brothers and if they need me I will return and if not I will go with Harry.

"You will?" Harry asked shocked.

"Yea, but I want my phone back so I could call my brothers." I replied wiping away the remaining of my tears. His hands were still on my face a huge grin plastered on his face. He picked me up by surprise, spinning me around.

"Yaaaay!" Harry screamed while continuing to spin me all around the living room.

"Harry! You’re making me dizzy." I shout while laughing.

"Sorry." He placed me down on the floor his hands still wrapped around my waist. The laughter had quieted down and we stood there smiling at each other. He finally decided to lean forward, connecting our lips. The kiss was slow soon getting heated. My hands wrapped around his neck grasping curls on his head. His hands wondered up and down my body.

His hands landed on my butt and gave it a light squeeze. A giggle escaped my lips letting Harry's tongue invade my mouth. He started to walk toward me making me walk backwards until my legs hit the arm rest of the couch. I tried pulling away so I wouldn't fall, but Harry held on to me laying me softly on the couch behind me, not breaking the kiss. His hands found the bottom of my shirt pulling it up over my head.

He hovered over me as his lips moved down from my lips to my neck. His curls tickling my skin when moving his head. My hands pulled on his hair once he found my sweet spot. He kissed and sucked on my skin until he left a hickey. I closed my eyes with my head tilted back from the pleasure and desire I was feeling. His hand cupped my boob giving it a squeeze, then removing the straps from my bra and reaching in the back to unhook it.

"Hmmm I want you now." Harry moaned in my ear as his hand made its way down to unbutton my pants.

A strange feeling of fear came over me. I was scared and wasn't sure what to do or expect. I liked Harry, but I didn't want to give myself to him just like that. Even though we've spent about a week in a half together I don't know him. Even though my heart and body wanted Harry as bad as he wanted me, my brain said no.

"Harry I can't." I whispered.

"Yes you can, just let go." He whispered in my ear. His hand successfully unbuttoned my jeans pulling them a little bit down.

"No I can't." I was barely able to say. I felt as if I was laying. I wanted it, but didn't want to give in.

He hummed in my ear as a response. A gasp of air left me when I felt Harry's hand slide through my jeans over my panties. His hand applying pressure to my core sending tingles through my whole body.

My hands pulled harder on his curls at the new sensation Harry was giving me. His lips continued to kiss my neck as his hands rubbed my area.

"Let me make you feel good." He groaned, rocking his hips closer to mine.

"I'm scared." I admit, placing both my hand on Harry's face pulling his head up so I could see his face. His eyes were dark filled with lust but his lips curled up in a grin.

His free hand rubbed my cheek while the other supported his weight. "Don't be, I'll be gentle."

"I'm sorry, but no. I'm not ready, I barely know you." I confess, feeling better now that I was starting to cool down. I give him a pleading look and he backs up, getting off of me to stand. I sit up on the couch watching him.

"I'm sorry I- I just. I don't know, I'm sorry." I look down at my hands, feeling bad that it’s the second time I have turned him down leaving him hot and ready. I am at a loss of words, but for some reason I feel like I have to apologize. I don't want him to go with another girl or be mad at me.

He sits down next to me and holds my hands in his. "It’s okay. You don't have to do anything you don't want to." He smiles bringing my face up with his long finger. I smile back buttoning up my pants and searching the room for my shirt with my eyes.

"Thank you." I say before getting up to pick up my shirt.

"By the way I like your tattoo." Harry says getting up from the couch giving me a wink.

I blush and quickly put my shirt over my head to cover up my tattoo.

"So my phone?" I say extending my arms to him so he would hand it over.

"Fine here it is. I'll be packing ok?" He hands my phone over to me and when I unlock it there is a picture of Harry in the background.

I look up to see Harry and he has a huge smile on his face holding back a laugh.

"Really?!" I scream laughing. "Someone's conceded." I sarcastically say walking back to the couch to sit down. I scroll through my contacts looking for my brother’s number. Once I find it I call him without hesitation. I hear the phone ringing and I could see Harry walking around the living room packing up his clothes.

"Estrella what the hell!?" My big brother Uriel picks up and sounds mad.

"Hey Uri, what do you mean 'what the hell'?" I was surprised, why would he be mad? I was getting a little bit scared and worried. Was something wrong?

"I've been calling you like crazy. Where have you been?" What he has? When I unlocked my phone there were no notifications.

"You have?" I put the phone on speaker and look through my messages then my call logs. Oh course Harry looked through them, that’s why they won’t show up on the notifications bar.

"Yes I have, we were worried about you. Where are you? Why you leave us?" I was starting to get nervous and guilty.

"I didn't exactly leave you guys and don't worry about me I'm fine." I wasn't sure if I should tell him the truth or lie.

"What do you mean not exactly?" I took a deep breath and looked up at Harry who was standing in the kitchen looking over at me.

"I got kidnapped, but don't worry he didn't hurt me. It's going to sound stupid, but we have become 'friends' and he asked me if I wanted to go to New York with him. But I wanted to ask you guys first if I could go or if you need me I'll go back in a heartbeat." I said it so fast hoping he would interrupt me. I felt my heart racing, I had never been afraid of my brother yelling at me, but the guilt was eating me alive.

"What? Who kidnapped you? Where are you? Do you need me to go for you?" Even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was concerned and angry.

"Did you not hear what I said? We became 'friends' and well I was asking if I could go to New York with him." I got up from the couch and started to walk around the living room with the phone still on speaker.

"Do you like him?" He sounded so serious, his question caught me by surprise. Was it that obvious, that now my brother thinks I like him? I took the speaker off and turned around to look at Harry who was sitting down on a stool. His back was to me, but I knew he was listening to the whole conversation.

"What? Why do you ask that?" I whisper.

"Cause why would you go to anywhere with someone who kidnapped you? You obviously like him, you're not stupid you know how to defend yourself. If you didn't feel something for him you would have hurt him and left." He was right. My brother knows me so well, he said what I have been dreading to think.

"I- I don't know. I- don't know how I feel about him yet, but I guess you're right. I feel something, but I'm afraid to let my feeling come out." I whisper looking out the window. I was actually afraid of something. I'm afraid of falling in love and letting my guard down.

"If he makes you happy and you want to go. Then go. We are okay, Alex and Leo are doing well in school and boxing. We miss you, but you have done a lot for us. Its time you do your own thing." His voice was so soft different from when he answered. He was calm now and sounded genuine. I felt my eyes getting watery, for some reason I let out a couple of tears roll down.
"I miss you guys too and so happy you understood me better than I understand myself." I let out a little laugh and wiped away my tears. I tried so hard to speak right, but my voice cracked half way through the sentence giving me away.

"Are you crying?" Uriel asked sounding surprised and mocking. I cleared my throat this time so my voice wouldn't crack again.

"Shut up. Of course not. So you're okay with me being gone until January?" I ask changing the topic. I heard him laugh and I smiled.

"Yea that’s fine, but next time answer your phone when we call, cause the boys want to talk to you and know how you're doing. Okay?"

"Okay I promise. I love you guys. Give all the boys a hug and kiss from me."

"Okay I will, love you too, take care bye." He replies, and I was surprised he said he loves me back. My big brothers and I have never been the emotional ones to say I love you or sorry or I miss you. We were always the typical brother and sister who fought a lot. We would argue and even get into fist fights when we were younger, until he became super buff. It was weird, but it felt good to hear that.

"Thanks, you too, bye." I end the call and look over at Harry who was had his bags already packed by the door. I let out a deep breath and walked to sit on to couch again.

"So how it go?" Harry asked sitting on the couch next to me rubbing my back.

"Good I guess. I'm just a little homesick." I reply feeling tired and sad. I looked down at my hands which still held my phone.

"You know, you're phone is huge and especially with that phone case." Harry replies laughing. I chuckle at his statement and check my phone.

"I know, I love Stitch. My little brother bought me the cover for my birthday this year." I say inspecting my Samsung Galaxy 3 with a smile on my face.

"The phone is bigger than your hand." Harry replies grabbing the phone to compare it to my hand.

"No it's not. It's the same size." I lie. It was a little bit bigger than my hand.

"How do you fit it in your pocket? It was barely able to fit in my jackets inside pocket." We continued talking for a while longer until we realized we had to get on the road before it got too late.