Feeling Safe With Danger

Vana’s POV

I pulled away from the warmth of Harry’s body to wipe away the last tears that had rolled down my cheek. I was finally done crying. I shrieked when Harry picked me up, and pulled me over his shoulder, I could feel vibrations running through his body as he lightly laughed. I sensed the arm (the one that wasn’t supporting me) was moving around, as he knelt down slightly. I finally found myself on his bed again. He had pushed the comforter open so that I could snuggle in.
“Scoot over” He said while placing a knee at the edge of his bed.
“You’re...you’re sleeping in here too?” He nodded at my question.
I gulped down as I shuffled over, allowing him to take his position on the bed. I found myself on the edge of the bed, threatening to fall over it.
Harry reached to his light switch, turning off the lights. All of a sudden, there was a warm hand placed around my waist. The suddenness of the action caused me to yelp. I noticed how is hand practically engulfed my stomach. He pulled my body close to his, him acting as the big spoon. I didn’t protest. I was too tired to and honestly, I kinda liked the feeling. His body was warm, comforting. I finally felt safe with Harry. That was weird.

I felt safe with danger.

I woke up to the sun rays peering through the curtains. Harry’s hand was still engulfing my stomach, the warmth was soothing. I turned in my position, his hand now placed on my back. My face was inches away from his. I studied his features, strong jaw, beautiful pink full lips, his eyes were closed but I knew that underneath the eyelids was the startling green color I had become so familiar with.
He was a beautiful sight, it was ridiculous.
His eyes fluttered open, a smile graced his face as he realized our near proximity. We stayed there, staring into each others eyes for a couple minutes. I could feel my heartbeat rising, as he peered into my eyes.
His face became impossibly close to mine. I could feel his hot breath. He raised his head and placed a slow kiss on my forehead, the sensation caused goosebumps to form all over my body. As he pulled away, I could still feel the warm tingles that he left behind.
“Can you take me home now? My parents are probably worried.” He looked a little disappointed at my words, and honestly, I was a little disappointed too. I found myself wanting to stay, but I knew that I couldn’t.
He nodded lightly, and we both began to get ready to leave in silence.

We arrived at my house. I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt before turning to Harry.
“Thanks, Harry. Thanks for, um, taking care of me I guess...”
He looked at me, his eyes bright. He lightly nodded his head. “Anytime.”
With that, I rushed to the door of my house, dreading what my parents would say about me staying out again.

“Where were you?!” My dad’s voice boomed, jumping up from the couch in our living room. My mom ran in.
“We were worried sick!”
“Um, I decided to stay at Georgia’s house for two nights instead of one.”
“You should have told us about the second night. It was irresponsible of you.” My dad said, his tone was irritated.
“I’m sorry. I intended to but I forgot. I, I visited Caleb’s grave.”
There was a long pause of silence. My mom’s frown softened. She made quick eye contact with my dad.
“What? You haven’t been there since the...funeral. Why did you go now?” My mom asked.
“I don’t know. I just really miss him. I didn’t know what else to do.” I informed her.
“I’m still angry with you about your lack of responsibility last night, but your mother and I won’t bother you about it any further.” With that, my dad sat back on the couch and opened up his newspaper. My mom gave me a hug before going back to the kitchen.

I went up stairs and took another long shower.
I thought back to my experience last night with Harry.
Harry.
He was invading my thoughts. I couldn’t get rid of the image of his beautiful green eyes. And that smile.
He came to my rescue. He frightened the crap out of me, but he came to my rescue. His words rung in my ears. “She’s mine.”
Harry claimed me. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but I felt a little better thinking back to how he cared after me last night.
He was almost likable.

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