Is It Love?

Jessica`s POV:
"I love you Jessica." he tells me. "Harry, your drunk, please don`t lie to me." I feel so many mixed emotions. From me from him, it`s not healthy. "I`m not, it has been hours, I drove from North Carolina. Remember." oh, he`s right. He wouldn`t be drunk anymore. "I need to think, your gang did try to beat me up for years." I remind him. "Well, can I at least hold you for tonight and try to make the pain go away. Please." he begs. "Fine, tonight and only tonight." I slid back down to how I was. My tank top slid up and his arms touched my bare skin. I felt a heat that I never felt with anyone. I can`t love him can I? No I don`t love him. He is rude, crude, and everything mean. Sleep came easily tonight.
*Next Morning*
I woke up still in his arms, it felt so comfortable. I slid out of his embrace and put a pillow where my body was. My Aunt went on a business trip for a week, so I have the house to myself. It`s nice, I make blueberry pancakes. I drizzle syrup on the top and put on some whipped cream. My favourite breakfast meal. The next thing I know, two arms are around my waist. I turn around and see Harry, shirtless with sweatpants on. I don`t know that I am staring until Harry speaks up. "Like what you see, babe?" he is now smirking. I tear my eyes away from his inked chest and shove a forkful of pancakes into my mouth. "I really do love you, babe" he says with the hurt from last night in his voice. "I just don`t know what to believe. You bully me for years and now your saying you love me?" I am truly lost.
Harry`s POV:
I can`t believe she thinks I don`t love her. Well I did try to pound her skull in for years, but that`s not the point. I will now have to show her how much she means to me. Today is Friday, so I will make her skip so I can spend the day with her. "Hey, could you please skip today." she looks at me like I have five heads. "Why, it`s my second day." she basically screams. "To spend the day with me. I really want to show you how I feel." I explain to the girl I love. Even though we are fifteen and sixteen I love her. Fine give me an hour, what should I wear?" she gives in. "A sundress." I tell her, plain and simple. She comes down an hour later in the cutest outfit I`ve ever seen her in. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=115029167. It is amazing on her, she pulls it off perfectly. I take her hand in mine and walk her to the car, I open the door for her, and then jog to my side. I start the car and drive down the road. As we drive I hold her hand again and see that adorable smile on her perfect face.
Jessica`s POV:
He grabs my hand again and a smile creeps up onto my face. What am I feeling, what am I doing? I do not like him, I can not like him. It isn`t possible, like he can not love me, can he? Possibly, not likely, he bullied me for years.

Notes

-Mads<3