This is not love

"I didn't ask for this! I didn't ask for you! I didn't want you and I still don't!" I rip my arm from his grasp and walk away.
"Come back here now." Harry demands.
I ignore him, but the footsteps get closer and his hand slaps my arm, pulling me back.

I wince in pain and he takes his hand off.
"I swear that I didn't mean to.." he seems calm until he speaks again, "but you shouldn't have walked away!"
"I am not yours, I am not anybody's! Just leave me the hell alone Harry!"
"Please!"
"NO! I hate yo-"
I hit the floor, blood trickling down my face, a hand print marking where Harry's hand proved what kind of man he was.

1. Memories

2. Those Eyes

3. Suspicions