O.O.S:
Hey. KC here. I haven't written a story in AGES. (I used to be PiecesofDecember. Please don't look that up... The old stories are pathetic.) :P) So, this is just a trial to try this again to see if I still like this... Or can remember to update it before it becomes years later… :] I apologize for the shortness, I wrote this very quickly. Later chapters will be longer and take place about a few months before this event or maybe longer, we will have to see what happens. (Point of view will switch back and forth :])
B.I.S:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything created by J.K. Rowling. If I did, I would be fucking rich thank you very much.
Rating: This chapter is very, very low key, but M will come up later.
Here it goes…
Stolen
Chapter 1:
I Shouldn't
I know there are a lot of things I shouldn't have done in my life, but this was by far the worst.
I shouldn't have started this.
I shouldn't have tried to pretend this was ok.
Especially not this…
"Please don't leave."
My hand hesitated before the door knob. I had just wanted to open it. I thought I could just turn it open and walk out, but something was holding me back.
My heart
"Harry…" she was right behind me. I could feel her hot breath on the back of my neck. It made the hairs stand up and my knees weaken. I wanted to turn around and take her back into my arms. Taste her sweet lips and take in her intoxicating smell again. Hold her beautiful body against mine and make us one once again…
But my head was winning over my heart.
A gentle hand was creeping into my left palm. Her fingers were cold and shaking. Before she could take a hold of one of my own trembling hands I pulled them away and clenched it into a tight fist. I knew my knuckles were turning white from such a tight grasp. I was withholding them from where they wanted to be.
Holding them back from what they wanted.
Someone they shouldn't want.
"I have to." I was surprised by my strong voice. I had expected it to be shaking and weak. "This isn't right. You know it isn't right."
"Yes. I know."
"Then you know why I have to leave." I grabbed a hold of the door knob, but still did not twist it open.
The battle between my head and my heart was too great.
"Harry, we don't always have to do the right thing!" she urged, grabbing onto my arm and turning me to look into her big hazel eyes.
My heart ached at the sight of fresh tears drenching her perfect long eyelashes and staining her beautiful freckled cheeks. I had to use all my self control to not capture her in my grasp right then and there.
"We've always done the right thing for others! Why can't we be the ones who get what we want for once?" her strong voice wavered holding back sobs to speak to me. This was unlike her. What had I done?
I didn't deserve this kind of love.
"I want you." she whispered, barring her eyes into my tortured green ones.
I want you too. I thought.
I wanted to scream it.
But I couldn't.
"I'm sorry Hermione. We can't, I…can't."
I let my mind take over of my crumbling heart.
Breaking eye contact I twisted the door knob and yanked the door open. I walked out of her apartment and didn't look back, knowing I would just end up where I had started. A battle with myself. A battle with what was right and what was wrong.
I didn't have the will to wait for the elevator so I took the stairs. I felt the hot sensation fill my eyes as I held back the tears. With every step I took downward the burning became worse and harder to hold back.
I wanted so badly to run back up the stairs.
I wanted so badly to be with her.
But it wasn't right.
I had taken something from a best friend that I would do anything to give back, but I would also do anything to still keep.
I shouldn't have stolen the love of someone else's life, my best friend's life.
I shouldn't have fallen in love with someone while being with someone else.
I shouldn't have given my heart to the girl I wasn't supposed to love.
I shouldn't have stolen Hermione Granger's heart…
And I shouldn't have let her steal mine.
O.O.S: Well, that's it for now. Please review!
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