Dark Harry

I got the idea of the TITLE from a story but the story is written by ME.
"its not important Mia. If you knew who i was then it could put you in danger"
"why? what arent you telling me?"
"I said its not important do keep your big mouth closed and dont stick your nose into my fucking business"
and then the door slammed once again this month.... was he coming back?


5. His House

Chapter 5. His House

Mia's P.O.V

I looked down at my feet as i walked toward him. "why would you leave?" he asked. he sounded hurt. "i'm sorry.." i whispered. "but why did you leave?" he asked again. "i didn't want to stay with you there." i said. "okay" he said and he grabbed my hand and pushed me into the  car as he climbed into the other side.  "where are we going?" i asked, scared. "my place" he said. i nodded. i didn't want to argue with him or else... i don't know what he'll do. "do i scare you?" he asked me. i didn't answer. "no answer? i'll take that as a yes." he said. Again, i didn't answer. "i think it will be better for both of us if you talked" he said. I still wouldn't say a word. "fine. two can play that game" he said and smirked. At first, i didn't realize what he meant but then about 5 minutes later i felt his hand on my knee. i coughed awkwardly but he didn't budge and there was no way i was gonna talk to him. Slowly, his hand started going up my thigh. "you sure you don't want to say anything?" he asked. I didn't answer since i was feeling brave. He moved his hand higher and higher and higher. "okay!!!" i yelled. I gave up, i am a coward. "Okay what?" he smirked. "okay stop.. please... i'll talk to you!!" i yelled. he smirked and then took his hand and put it on the steering wheel and didn't talk for the whole ride back. We finally parked in a driveway of a really nice house. He took my hand and opened the house door. It was beautiful. He took my hand and took my upstairs to his bedroom. "here put this on" he said as he gave me some of his sweatpants and a t-shirt. i walked into the bathroom and changed. When i walked back out, harry was on the bed (shirtless i may add) texting. He smiled when he saw me. "come on. I don't bite.. unless you want me to" he said and patted the spot on the bed next to him. I walked over and sat down looking at my hands. "we should get to bed. it's late" he said and i nodded. I lay under the covers. Harry put his hands around my waste and pulled me closer to him. Surprisingly, i wasn't uncomfortable. In Harry's arms i felt loved. I felt like he loved me. but of course he didn't. He started humming "isn't she lovely" in my ear. Was he changing? he couldn't be.... Today he was forceful and scary but right now he seemed so... sweet... i fell asleep thinking about it...

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