Are we lovers?
Chapter 29
(Flashback Samantha's POV)
I woke up to a bright light shinning in from the window. I looked around to see where I was. I was in Harry's room. I rolled around to face the other way. Seconds later I was face to face with a sleeping Harry. Then I remembered what happened. I was kidnapped and he saved me. The thought of him being my savior really felt good. I was so glad he saved me. I really loved him for it. In fact, I was so overwhelmed by my love for Harry that had taken over at that moment, that I just hugged him really tight. Then his eyes shot opened.
"Woah, woah, woah. What's going on? I'm up, I'm up!" he said jumping up out of bed.
"Calm down." I said.
"What were you doing?" he asked shocked.
"Oh.. Um I uh.. I was.." I stuttered now embarrassed by my actions.
"It's ok.... I'm gonna go make some breakfast so we can-"
"Can we talk?"
"Oh uh yea sure."
Harry sat back down on the bed.
"Listen.. I just wanted to say.. I'm sorry. For not listening to you I was being stubborn and I should've listened to yo-"
"No.. It's my fault Samantha.. I was being overprotective over something that wasn't even mine."
"But you were right. I was wrong. You weren't being selfish.... You were just trying to protect me. And I respect that. And I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too.. For being a control freak."
He pulled me into a long, warm embrace. I felt like I could stay there forever.I felt so protected. I didn't want to let go of him. I loved him. So much.
"Uh Samantha.... You can let go now." Harry chuckled.
"Oh sorry." I giggled nervously.
"We still need to go the doctors to see if you're pregnant ok?" Harry asked cautiously.
"Ok." I said.
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We got back from the doctor's office feeling really relived that I wasn't pregnant. But then I realized that the front door to the flat was opened. I felt all the color drain from my face as I stared at the open door. Someone was in the flat. And I had a feeling that they weren't looking for expensive vases to break.
I woke up to a bright light shinning in from the window. I looked around to see where I was. I was in Harry's room. I rolled around to face the other way. Seconds later I was face to face with a sleeping Harry. Then I remembered what happened. I was kidnapped and he saved me. The thought of him being my savior really felt good. I was so glad he saved me. I really loved him for it. In fact, I was so overwhelmed by my love for Harry that had taken over at that moment, that I just hugged him really tight. Then his eyes shot opened.
"Woah, woah, woah. What's going on? I'm up, I'm up!" he said jumping up out of bed.
"Calm down." I said.
"What were you doing?" he asked shocked.
"Oh.. Um I uh.. I was.." I stuttered now embarrassed by my actions.
"It's ok.... I'm gonna go make some breakfast so we can-"
"Can we talk?"
"Oh uh yea sure."
Harry sat back down on the bed.
"Listen.. I just wanted to say.. I'm sorry. For not listening to you I was being stubborn and I should've listened to yo-"
"No.. It's my fault Samantha.. I was being overprotective over something that wasn't even mine."
"But you were right. I was wrong. You weren't being selfish.... You were just trying to protect me. And I respect that. And I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too.. For being a control freak."
He pulled me into a long, warm embrace. I felt like I could stay there forever.I felt so protected. I didn't want to let go of him. I loved him. So much.
"Uh Samantha.... You can let go now." Harry chuckled.
"Oh sorry." I giggled nervously.
"We still need to go the doctors to see if you're pregnant ok?" Harry asked cautiously.
"Ok." I said.
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We got back from the doctor's office feeling really relived that I wasn't pregnant. But then I realized that the front door to the flat was opened. I felt all the color drain from my face as I stared at the open door. Someone was in the flat. And I had a feeling that they weren't looking for expensive vases to break.
11/21/13