Harry’s POV
“Vana please don’t do this...” My voice pleaded as I reached for her face.
She pushed me away, before storming off.
I didn’t want to make her angrier, but she was heading out the front door by herself. I couldn’t just leave her, not after what Andrew had texted me earlier. I didn’t tell her because I didn’t want to scare her more, but he was practically waiting for her to be on her own, so he could finish what he started on our second date. The thought made my stomach swirl.
There was no way in hell I was ever going to let him hurt her again. I couldn’t bare to see her in pain.
Besides, she’s mine. No one is gonna ever lay a finger on her.
I decided to follow her in my car. She seemed so lost in her thoughts as she walked down the road that she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings, so she never noticed me.
I saw a blue car whiz by, and slow down next to her.
“Oh Vana! There you are, I was wondering where you went off too!” I heard the man in the passenger seat say.
His lustful tone infuriated me, but what he did next set me off the edge.
He had gotten out of his car.
I saw him make his way over to Vana, placing his hands firmly on her head. He was obviously ready to kiss her.
No way in hell was I going to let him touch my girl.
I started yelling Vana’s name as I ran towards them. I pried the douche’s hands off my girl before slamming him into his car.
“Don’t you ever touch her again you little fucker! She’s. mine.” My tone was more than harsh.
Before I knew it, my fist was curled into a ball and hurled straight to his nose. His face turned swiftly with my force, blood began trickling out. I left him slumped against his car before I grabbed Vana’s wrist and tugged her towards my car.
I opened the passenger door and firmly told her to get in.
She whimpered lightly at my commanding tone as she scrambled into the seat.
I was fuming, and I couldn’t calm down. The thought of another guy touching her drove me crazy.
I slammed my side of the car’s door before I turned on the ignition, rushing out of this place, driving towards my house.

Vana’s POV

I sat in the passenger seat, unsure of where he was taking me. I was a little nervous, but I wasn’t sure if it was because I was scared.
I looked over at him. His face showed anger, his eyes were narrowed on the road, his hands gripped the wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned impossibly white.
I decided to draw up the little courage I had and asked.
Harry?”
He seemed to relax a little at my voice.
“What Vana?” His tone was irritated, assuring me that he was still angry despite his slight change in posture.
“Where are you taking me?”
“My house. There is no way in hell I’m leaving you alone tonight.”
I opened my mouth to protest but Harry beat me to it.
“Don’t argue with me. I’m serious, this is serious. You are not going anywhere tonight without me.”
I decided to leave it. I pulled out my phone to text my parents that I was sleeping over at Lola’s.
Again, I was lying. With each lie I told, the more guilty I felt.
Here I was becoming this dishonest girl, going to a guy’s house who could potentially hurt me.
I remembered Harry’s words as he saved me from Blake’s disgusting grip.
“She’s mine.”
What did Harry mean by those words?

Before I knew it, Harry had pulled up to his apartment.
As we walked in, he grabbed my wrist lightly, after locking the door, pulling me into the familiar room I knew was his bedroom. He let go of me as he walked into his bathroom.
His silence was killing me.
What was going on?
Why did he insist that I come over? He better not be trying anything with me.
I heard him turn on the sink water, I decided to check up on him. I walked in to grimace at the sight before me. He had taken off his shirt, but that wasn’t what made me grimace (believe me). He was washing Blake’s blood off his hand. He looked over at me with a frown. I wondered if there was blood on the shirt he had taken off as well. He brushed passed me and walked into his bedroom again. He began to grab a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, when I stopped him with my words.
“Harry, why am I here?”
He looked up at me, his frown softening. He slowly made his way over to me, dropping the clothes he had in hand on the floor. I could feel my heart beat getting faster. I quickly looked down at my feet. His body was just inches away from mine. He guided his hand under my chin, pulling me up to look at him. His eyes were making me weak at the knees. I felt my breathing get heavier.
“I need to know you are safe tonight. Please, let me keep you safe tonight.”
“Why tonight? What about tomorrow night? Are you going to make me stay with you tomorrow night as well?” He winced a little at my words, the last question was meaner than I meant it to be.
He shook his head no, looking down at the floor.
“Just tonight.” He quietly said.
“What’s so special about tonight?”
He looked at me, hesitant to speak but finally he opened his soft lips, his raspy voice breaking through.
“Andrew was waiting for you tonight.”
I gulped at his words.
“You mean, y-you mean he’s waiting at my house?”
Harry nodded slowly.
I could feel tears forming in my eyes.
“What about my parents? Is he gonna do something to them?” I began to panic, my voice raising.
Harry shook his head no.
“Andrew isn’t that dumb. He knows your dad served in the military. He wouldn’t try anything with your dad in the house. He was probably going to attack you before you entered your home, so your dad would never have noticed.”
I began to cry. Harry encircled me with his arms, but I didn’t push him off. His soft skin was comforting to me.
“But after tonight, you won’t have to worry about him.”
I looked up at Harry’s caring eyes. “Why is that?” I asked.
“He’s going off on a business....thing. It’s a far away sort of deal. He won’t be around anymore, not for a while at least.”
I nodded. A wave of relief washed over me.
“Thanks Harry, for protecting me, and for stopping Blake tonight. It means a lot.” It took guts to say that, but I meant it. What he was doing was heroic. I was thankful he cared enough to protect me, at least for the night.
Harry smiled down at me. I realized his head was inching towards mine, the heat coming out of his mouth getting hotter as his lips began to graze mine.

I closed my eyes preparing for the intimate moment we were about to share.

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