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I Will Protect You

Smores And Chinese

*Annabelle's POV*

We actually did burn the damn dress. I didn't think he would literally do it but I don't mind one fucking bit.

We are outside of the apartment with a fire going. "We should go back. The chinese should be here soon." Harry said as he pulled the blanket off of us and layed it back on the double camp chair we were using.

He offered me his hand to help me up which I surprisingly took. Maybe it wasn't a surprise. It kinda felt natural.

I followed him back inside the building to go back up to his apartment and as soon as we reached the door we saw the delivery man waiting on us.

"Here." I said handing the man my money. "NO, here." Harry said handing him the money instead. The man was clearly confused by which one to take.

"You've already done so much for me so let me at least pay for dinner." I smiled. "Do you know who I am?" Harry asked the man ignoring me. But he nodded. "Then take my money also considering you are delivering this to my room." Harry snapped.

"Thank you sir." the man said taking the money then handing him the bag full of chinese cartons.

"You really didn't have to do that." I told him. "It's whatever. Do you wanna go back outside or go in my place?" he asked nodding towards his door. "Outside." I grinned.

We started to walk away until an idea popped into my head. "Wait!" I said grabbing his shoulder. He turned around with surprise. "Yeah?" he asked.

"Do you happen to have any smores?" I asked smiling like an idiot. "Umm I think why? Wait! With chinese? Really?" he asked raising his eyebrows.

"Who sais the foods can't mix?" I mocked. "You are crazy but sounds good." Harry laughed rolling his eyes as he walked back to his door.



*Harry's POV*

Now here we are sitting on a blanket by the fire. Her legs are over mine with a blanket on top of us.

I could get her to laugh easily which I liked. I love seeing her smile from ear to ear. And just the way her laugh sounds. Which it changes.

We have chinese cartons beside us while eating smores and talking about serious things and silly things.

"So how did you get involved in a guy like Adrian?" I asked. "You are in a gang too." she added. 'Well you don't seem like the type. So how?" I repeated.

"How I met you." she answered. "He was your hero?" I laughed basically calling myself a hero. "No...at a bar, then he took me home. He was real sweet at first. But it was just a guise." she said looking at the ground.

"Hey. I promise I will never do nothing to you like that." I said truly meaning it and hoped she believed me without a doubt.

When she looked at me I could tell she believed though. "I know." she smiled.

"So tell me about yourself." I said taking another bite of my smore stretching out the marshmallow which caused us both to erupt in laughter.

"Not much to tell. I don't really know what to say. You can ask questions though." she answered. "Nonsense you are amazing." I smiled.

"Hah okay." Anna said looking into the fire.

"How old are you?" I asked.
"Nineteen. What about you?"
"Twenty. Where are you from?"
"California in America."
"That explains it." I laughed.
" Explains what?"
"You have some of a british accent but not much. When did you move here?"
"15."
"Why?"
"Family just wanted to I guess."

"My turn to ask you something." she said before I could ask something else. "But those weren't the interesting questions." I whined. "You will find out more later." she laughed. "So there is a later?" I said wiggling my eyebrows.

" How did you become a gang leader? Right now you don't seem like what I hear..." she trailed after she laughed about my comment.

I took a moment trying to think of a way to explain it to her.

"I admit I have a temper, I don't have a good reputation, and what you hear is probably true- at least most of it." I started. "But I will never ever hurt you. And I do care about my family, friends, and my brothers which is the rest of the gang.

When I was in 9th grade I began doing drugs, partying hard, drinking, having sex, getting into fights- I later met the rest of the gang who most was like me but not as bad. It kinda just escalated. We started dealing and doing other stupid shit. Our reputation made us the most feared in the UK." I continued. "It's just who I am." I added after a minute.

She sat there then smiled at me. "I don't mind."

Notes

mainly a filler and gives you more insight of Harry. Please comment. Its my motivation. And I really need votes...remember to suscribe(: any ideas or feedback or questions? Just tell me or message me. Everything is appreciated. (:
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