I Couldn't Leave You ✑ Harry Osborn ✑ Amazing Spider-Man

Sebastian

I worked on Harry's blood, analyzing the ways it reacted to different chemicals and exposions.

"It's like your blood is resistant to... well everything! Everything that I add just gets absorbed into your white blood cells like a deprived sponge. Giving no reaction what so ever." I say frustrated as I took another bite of my pepperoni pizza. I had been working for hours on this and it was almost midnight. I yawned.

"Seems like Kittys' getting tired. You should get some sleep." Harry says sitting on his couch reading the paper.

"That would be a brilliant idea, if I had a bed to sleep in at the moment."

"Well you know mines is Always open to you. No questions asked." He responds with an inward smirk. I chuckle lightly. "That is a very tempting offer Mr.Osborn, but I think I'll just call a cab." I take off my contaminated gloves and pull my phone out of my purse. I hear Harry get up from the couch and walk over near me. He towers over me and snatches my phone out of my hand.

"Hey! Give that back!" I demand laughing as he holds it above his head in the air. He knows that I'm short, there's no way I can jump that friggin high.

"Not until you say it."

"Say what asshole?" I reply through gritted teeth, though I'm clearly not mad.

"Say my name."

"What is this Destiny's Child?" I say sarcastically.

"Say it."

"No."

"Then it looks like you won't be getting this back." He says nonchalantly while searching through my phone. I try to grab it, but he moves it out of my way just in time.

"Isn't this against the law? This isn't fair Osborn." He shrugs still swiping lift and right with his petite thumb.

"Harry can I please have my phone now?" I ask agitatedly with my arms folded. He looks up, a smile already creeping onto that circle ass face of his.

"I'm sorry, what'd you call me? I couldn't hear you over the butterfly landing on a leaf three miles away." He responds sarcastically.

I sigh in frustration. My foot tapping on the freshly waxed mahogany wood. "Give me my goddamn phone Harry Osborn!" I say. He hands me my phone with a grin.

"Satisfied?"

"Very."

"Okay I'm off Osborn." I open the front door about to walk out, but stop when I hear Mr.Osborn call my name.

"Be careful Liliya... I'm gonna need you." He says smoothly.

"Same goes for you Osborn." I respond with a small smile.

I walk out the door and leave the building into the warm and empty streets of New York. Which is weird for NY. 'Where the hell is my cab?' I think to myself. As I'm on my phone right outside of Harry's studio, I feel... eery. As if I'm being watched or something. My skin develop goosebumps.

God what is wrong with you Lil?! You're being way too paranoid. I decide to call Jason when out of nowhere I'm grabbed by my waist, I try to scream but my mouth is covered. I'm pushed into a bricked wall in an alleyway, with the figure now in front of me. 'Sebastian?!' I think. I try my hardest to scream and struggle to break free, but it's no use. He's way stronger than me and bigger!

"Lily! Liliya, shut your damn mouth!" He whispers harshly, while applying more pressure to my mouth. I did. My heart is pounding against my ribcage and it was getting harder to breathe for some reason.

"Now, I'm gonna let you go, but you have to promise you won't scream." He whispers as I look into his disturbingly, calm, hazel eyes. I nod my head frantically. Yeah right asshole. He released my lips and immediately I let out a bone chilling scream! I fell to the ground after Sebastian's fist met my face and he towered over me, grabbing me by my throat.

"Please... Sebastian... don't." I gasp for air as I'm trying to hit him and pry his hands from around my throat.

"I told you not to scream! Why would you do that!?"

My vision was slowly deceiving me as he tightened his grip. I kick my leg up hitting him square in the kisser with the bit of strength I have left. One for Liliya, zero for Sebastian you bastard! I mentally pat myself on the back.

I struggled to push myself up from the concrete and ran like hell as he's cradling himself. I instinctively scream when I bump into someone's chest without warning. I try to fight back but the guy is shaking me.

"Lily! Liliya stop, it's me!" The person yells. Wait- I know that voice. I slowly open my eyes to find those electrifying ones gazing back at me. "Harry?" I ask hyperventilating. My body reacted without thinking, I wrapped my arms around his waist and I instantly felt safe with him. I never wanted to let go.

"Come on, I've got you." He picks me up bridal style and carries me all the way back to his bed. I absentmindedly curl up in fatal position, clutching arms around my legs. I feel his weight on the opposite side of the bed. It feels comforting.

I buried my face into his chest and he held onto me, wrapping his arm around my waist. He caressed my hair, making me more relaxed than ever.

"I'm here for you. Just go to sleep." And for some reason I had no problem sharing a bed with my boss that night as I dozed off into a deep, deep slumber...