His Soul

On our way back home, I rested my hands on the steering wheel, frightened that Harry would snap once again at any moment.
I tried to hold myself together, but it's frightening knowing that someone so dangerous is willing to hurt you just like that.
He mentioned that he was meeting up with more people tomorrow and they were signing papers for the building or something. I was too nervous to pay any attention.
And as we pulled into the hotel car park entrance, Harry's hand was gently placed onto my thigh.
I flinched a little and I guess Harry guessed my discomfort because moments later, he removed it.

We climbed out of the car and gathered into the elevator. Silence fell upon the both of us and the air grew thicker by the second.
But instead of breaking the silence, Harry made it all the more awkward by wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his chin on my shoulder.
My breath became fumbled and distraught. I tried pushing him, but you all know how that turns out.
I let out a sharp breath before plucking up the courage to speak, "So, why did you get a new phone when you already had one"
"For a couple of reasons. First I needed a new one, my number was getting dated and I didn't want any cops tracing me. They might be smart enough to figure out that I was in the same town and disappeared the same time you did", he spoke.
So he thinks they are actually looking for me. Don't get your hopes up, this is my parents we are talking about, "And also, I got one so we could be matching", he said, whispering into my ear.
I nodded my head, moving my head a little so we were not touching any more.

As we stepped into the hotel room, Harry instructed me to have a shower.
I did as I was told and stepped inside, closing the door behind me.
As I stripped down into the nude, the cold air hit my body and I shivered slightly.
I turned the taps on until the scolding hot water was at a perfect temperature.
I then waddled inside and stood under the pouring water.
It was relaxing to say the least.


After my amazing shower, I realized that I indeed had to go back out to where Harry was.
He was becoming less appealing as the days went by. I can't even recall why I came to the other side of the world with him anyway!
And that was not good.
I mean my first experiences on being around him was creepy. Not to mention how he even got me into his stupid car.
Which I thought he was shipping over but he got a new one instead!
Harry was really starting to confuse me.
And that's never a good thing

As I walked out in my oversized sleeping shirt, I gently walked over to the bed where Harry sat, with his back to me.
I climbed in, making him turn his head and look me over.
I sli under the fluffy white duvet before resting my head on the pillow.
I closed my eyes as I felt Harry switch off the lamp near him and climb under the blankets with me.
Soon, a strong arm wrapped around my waist and yanked me towards him, making me let out a small gasp, "Good night beautiful"
"G-goodnight..", I whisper gently.
His tight grip around me forced me to rest my head against his chest.
I could practically feel and see the stupid grin on his face through the complete darkness.


God he makes me angry.
I make him angry.
He makes me nervous.
He makes me want to jump off the side of a building.
But at the same time, I love the thrill.
I love the adventure he has given me.

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