Marcus had gone out of the room, trusting me that I won't kidnap Harry and sneak of with him in the sunset, half an hour had been up. I should be receiving a call from my mum anytime now—
buzzz buzzz
I knew my mum so well.
"Hello?" I asked down the mic hoping she just butt dialled me,
"Amber! It's been half and hour hun, where are you?" she asked, moving about,
"I'm going to be a bit late, I that ok? I'll ring you later, bye!" I hung up, I felt so bad, but soon got over it.
20 mins later, I was still lying on Harry's muscular chest*
"Amber?" he said, I looked up at him, he was blinking like mad,
"Are you ok? Harry, you've been outcold for like 40mins, what happened? I think Marcus and Molly have gone, I'll go check," I said, jumping up on my feet to retrieve him a glass of water,
"No, Amber, stay with me." he whispered and reached for my hand to pull me back into him.
I gave up and flopped back down on him, he began to stroke my hair and hum the tune to my favourite song before I realised what I was doing I had done it.
I was now in a deep dream, on Harrys chest. I had fallen asleep.
**
I forced my eyes open to glance at the bright light pouring through the window pane. I looked down and saw this beautiful guy that I had fallen asleep on, his hair all fuzzy and his eyes where sealed. His eyes suddenly flashed open scaring me to death, he could tell I was checking him out, but I didn't care.
I didn't care until I looked at my phone and saw I had 17 missed calls and 12 messages, all from:
•Mum [ 7 calls and 4 texts]
•Dad [ 7 calls and 5 texts]
•Alice [3 texts and 2 calls]
• the police [1 call]
I sprung up from Harry and started pacing around the room,"this is bad, this is bad," I muttered under my breath,"17 missed calls, 12 messages!" I was almost yelling now,"what should I do? Do you think I should ring my mum, tell her everything's ok? Or ring alice, she'll know what to do," that's what I did, I rang Alice,
"Hey, Alice is that you?" I questioned, as I heard heavy breathing through the speaker, I was pretty sure it wasn't Alice. I slumped down the wall of Harrys egg-blue bedroom, sobbing into my knees, huddled up in the corner rocking back and forth.
I didn't know what to do next.
I was so scared that when Harry placed his hand on my back and started rubbing it to try and comfort me - unsure himself on what was going on- i jumped out of my skin.
I was terrified and confused.
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