Obsessed *Editing*

She got away, but she wasn't safe. He would come back for her. No one ever got away from him


22. 21

After that little thing with Harry in the kitchen, it was all I could think about. And he wants me to come over later. A surge of excitement mixed with nervousness went through me when I thought of the possibilities.

            I still sat in the kitchen, but I moved to a chair. I must’ve had the weirdest look on my face. Kate came in with a smile and sat the phone down. She saw me and gave me a questioning look.

            “What are you still doing in here?” She asked.

            “Oh, uh, nothing; I just was too lazy to come out there,”

            “Well get your lazy ass up and get dressed we’re going over to Michael’s,”

            I got up and playfully bumped her shoulder. I walked up to my room and changed my clothes. When I was done getting ready I had to wait on Kate for what seemed like hours. She finally came out of her room.

            “Took you long enough,”

            “Well I’ve got to look good for Michael,”

            I rolled my eyes as we walked down the stairs. I suddenly realized that Harry was going to be there. I couldn’t contain the smiled that spread across my face. The memory of this morning played in my head. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks.

            My heart beat sped up as Kate knocked on the door. Michael was the one to answer the door. He let us in and Harry came down the stairs without a shirt. He had tattoos on his chest and stomach.

            “Staring is rude, Brigh.” Harry said with a playful smirk.

            I blushed and looked down at my feet. He walked over and put his arm around my shoulder. His shirtless body is quite amazing. I could get used to seeing him without a shirt.

            “So we’re going to go on a walk. Do you want to come?”

            Harry looked down at me and answered before I could.

            “No, we’re good here,”

            Kate looked over at me and wiggled her eyebrows at me. I blushed and mentally told her to shut up.

            “Okay, well, have fun but not too much fun.”

            The door closed behind them. As soon as I turned around Harry’s lips were on mine. I started kissing back. His lips trailed down to my neck.

            “Where’s K-Karen?” I asked breathlessly.

            He removed his mouth from my neck for second to say, “At work,” before continuing. His hands rubbed my sides, slipping under my shirt. My heart was pounding extremely fast in my chest. He slowly started to raise my shirt higher and higher.

            “H-Harry, wait,” I said quickly, “I’m sorry, it’s just I can’t really do this right now with everything that’s been happening.”

            He lowered my shirt and stepped back, “Then I guess we’ll just have to do something else,” He said making me sigh in relief.

            I was almost sure he would be angry with me for stopping him. I want this, but life is just so confusing at the moment, and I want our moment to be special.

            We walked over to the couch and sat down. He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. I laid my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me. With his arm around me I feel safe, which is something that’s been uncommon lately. I feel like he’ll protect me and never hurt me.

            I listened carefully to his heart beating, and matched my breathing to his. It’s good to have moments like these with The Ripper still out there. I shifted slightly to be closer to him, making his heart speed up just the slightest.

            He let out a sigh of contentment.


            Around an hour later Kate and Michael came through the door hand-in-hand. They looked complete happy just being around each other. I happy Kate is able to find happiness with all this craziness.

            Kate walked over to me and sat on my lap make me groan. Harry laughed as he removed his arm from around me. I almost wined at the loss of his arm around me. I quickly pushed Kate on the floor, making her squeal. She playfully punched me as she stood up.

            She walked over and sat on Michael’s lap; his arms instantly finding their way around her waist. Harry’s arm returned around my shoulder and I laid my head back on his shoulder. Today seems like one of those rare relaxed, nice peaceful days.

            The front door opened and Karen came in. She smiled when she saw all of us sitting together.

            “Well don’t you all look comfortable,” She laughed as she sat her keys and purse on the table by the door.

            “Do you guys want lunch?” She asked making her way to the kitchen.

            “Uh, I think we’re going to go out and get lunch,” Michael answered for us.

            These plans were new to all of us.

            “Are you okay with going to get something to eat?” He asked all of us.

            We all nodded and headed out. We pulled up to a little cottage like house. It was a really cute little restaurant. We sat at a booth near the window. Harry slid into the booth next to me. I felt his hand grab mine and I smiled. I laid my head on his shoulder and looked out the window.

            I nearly choked when I saw the same guy from the hospital standing across the street staring at me. Harry could something was wrong from the way I gripped his hand tighter.

            “What’s wrong?” He whispered in my ear.

            “The guy from the hospital he’s standing over there,”

            Harry looked up and his face hardened. His eyes flashed with anger. His hand left mine and he slid out of the booth. His stormed out of the restaurant and across the street. I practically forgot how to breathe. That guy could be a complete lunatic. I watched as Harry engaged in an intense conversation with the guy.

            I would’ve have just stayed and watched if the guy hadn’t punched him. I shot out of my seat the minute his fist hit Harry’s face. I ran across the street and pulled Harry away. The guys looked at me with a creepy smile as I helped Harry from the pavement.

            “Hello Brigh,”

            I took a step back and hid behind Harry. He knows my name. How the hell does he know my name?

            “You stay the fuck away from us,” Harry said, grabbing me and pulling me away.

            His grip was tight on my wrist and kind of hurt; I would’ve told him but the shock off what just happened silenced me. We walked into the restaurant and Michael and Kate looked worried.

            “We need to go now,” Harry stated grabbing our coats.

            It had started raining as we made our ways to the car. My heart was practically beating out of my chest and my grip on Harry’s hand never lessened.

            “Harry, who was the guy,”

            “He’s no one,” He said seriously.

            “He’s obviously someone if he punched you. And how the hell does he know my name,”

            “I said he’s no one!” He shouted.

            I shut my mouth and stared out the window. He little outburst angered me more than anything. He knows something that I don’t. I deserve to know why the hell that guy is following me and how he knows my name.

            We arrive back and John and Edna’s. Harry got out of the car and stormed back to Michael’s house. I got out and followed him.

            “Harry,” I yelled but he kept walking, “Dammit Harry, what the fuck are you keeping from me?”

            “More than you think,” he said before slamming the door in my face. 


Here's chapter 21 enjoy. Don't forget to comment.

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