The movie was gruesome, but I could barely keep focus with the horror of my life playing out slowly. I looked over at Harry, he still seemed angry from his recent encounter. I decided I should try to distract myself by watching the movie. The scenes playing out on the screen began to frighten me, I had the urge to hide my face into Harry’s body, but he frightened me more.
I shrieked as I felt Harry’s hand on my knee. He chuckled to himself as he lowered his gaze to mine. I slowly became distracted by the swirling green of his eyes, not quite noticing his hand creep up my thigh until he brushed my crotch. I grabbed his wrist, flinging it away.
“Don’t try that with me” I spat. I got up angrily from chair, only to be pulled down from my waist by a pair of strong hands, the warmth the emitted sent shivers through my body.
“Don’t every try walking out on me” His raspy voice said in a harsh tone.
All of a sudden, Harry forced my head to the side before attacking my neck with kisses.
Before I could start screaming, he placed his firm hand over my mouth, muffling any sound to come from it. I began squirming, pounding my fist in his chest to get him to stop.

“Mmmmm...I love how rough you are with me” He teased. “But you need to learn to be a good girl and do what I want.” His words caused me to whimper.

With that he grabbed my free hand into his tight grasp, his other hand still covering my mouth. His warm lips sucked in the skin behind my ear, before making his way along part of my jaw. The sensation was new to me. I might have liked it, if I wasn’t so afraid of the person forcing it onto me. He looked up at me, his eyes burning with lust. He studied my face, and a faint smirk played on his lips as he looked down again.

His lips trailed down my neck slowly. I gave up fighting, realizing I was only losing energy that I might need later. My breathing became fast and heavy as he trailed his soft lips to my collar bone. He sucked the skin along it. What he did next caused me to jump in his hold. His teeth grazed the skin right above my collar bone, I winced from the pain it caused. Then he licked it, soothing the area before teething it again. When he was done, he planted a soft kiss to it.

I fought back the tears threatening to form in my eyes.

His kisses went to the other collarbone. I closed my eyes preparing for him to do the same thing, but instead he trailed his soft kisses further down my chest. My skin began to tingle has he lifted his mouth, to hover over the skin he just explored. His breath was slow, yet rough. It was hot on my skin, causing goosebumps to rise.

He still had a grip on my wrist, my hand now fisted with anger. He brought my hand down to trace down his flexed abs. Then quickly, he put my fist on something hard.

I gulped realizing he had a boner. He brought his warm lips up to my jaw, sucking slightly, the sensation causing me to moan. Good thing his hand was muffling any sounds, making it hard to detect whether the moan was from annoyance, anger, or pleasure. He then brought his lips to my ear.

“See how hot you make me?” He whispered, his breath steamy on my ear.

My eyes widened.

With that he let go of my wrist and removed his hand from my mouth. He turned around to casually face the screen again. I looked with astonishment as he licked his grinning lips, turning to wink at me before looking at the screen again.

I started to shake again. I couldn’t walk out. The reason he just did what he did was because I tried to leave. And if I actually managed to walk out, to leave, he knew where I lived, and I knew he was capable of doing a lot worse than what he just displayed.
He frightened me. He scared me. A lot.

I decided to try to distract myself by watching what was on the screen, the scenes sickening to my stomach. Again, I felt the urge to bury myself into Harry, to hide my eyes from the horrendous scenes. My hands went up to my eyes, but I could still hear the movie. All of a sudden, one of the characters let out a murderous scream, instinctively, my face buried into Harry’s bicep, and my hands covered my ears. I stayed like that for a couple seconds, forgetting how much he intimidated me. I felt him place an arm around me, chuckling lightly. I began to melt, his warmth being shared with me, coming in waves through my body.
Then I shot straight up, flinging his arm away from me.
“Don’t touch me again.”
Harry looked a little bewildered from my mixed signals.
“You touched me first, I thought I could comfort you. Geez, woman.” He huffed.
I grew a little offended at the comment to say the least.
“You?! You!? Comfort...me? Are you kidding? You purposefully scare the shit out of me, forcing me to go on a date that I never wanted to go on with you, and you frighten my into staying in the movie theater with you, and you expect that you can try to comfort me?!” I started to yell, forgetting the other people in the room, forgetting that I was distracting them from the movie.
“I only hide my face from the screen because I was scared of the movie. It’s too bad I can’t hide my face from you! You’re worse than the movie, you....monster!”

His face contorted with anger. This time I didn’t care, I got up out of my seat and began to run down the aisle, a mixture of fear, anger, and disgust propelling me forward. I could hear Harry chasing me from behind.

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