I walk over to the door and open it slightly to see Harry.
"Let's go?" He asks with a low tone,
I nodded and grabbed my bag, I locked the door and handed him the key.
He gave his stuff to Charles and we headed down to the car.
"Can we talk?" Harry asks which makes me a bit worried,
"About?" I mumbled as we head inside the car.
"Your life" Harry speaks softly as he sits beside me and the driver starts speeding up the car,
"I already told you about it" I mumbled as I looked outside the window,
"I don't want to know how well Micheal treated you. I want to know how you grew up, I want to know your favourite colour, you favourite food, your favourite place. I want to know how you were in school and what your favourite subject is" Harry spoke gently with a sad look on his face,
"There's not much to tell you about it, I didn't go to school" I mumbled, still looking outside the window,
"I don't have a favourite colour, I hate eating food and the only place which makes me feel better dosent exist." I added, I guess I was a bit too honest. I do have a favourite place but I can't tell him about jack. I turn to face him as I realised,
He looked at me with a sad look but his eyes slightly widened.
"you.. didn't go to school?.. right" he mumbled as he looked away,
The whole ride to the airport was filled with awkward silence.
We got out of the car and soon walked towards a small plane.. holy shit, a private jet?
Harry walked infront of me and I quietly walked behind him.
We both sat beside eachother while I kept my bag in the lap, Harry had placed his luggage away.
A beautiful lady walked towards me and asked if I wanted to place my bag away to which I denied.
The pilot spoke friendly as he asked us to tighten our seatbelts while I struggled with it a bit.
Harry undid his own seatbelt and kneeled infront of me to fasten my seat belt.
"Thank you" I mumbled as he got back into his seat beside me to which he gently nodded with a soft smile before wearing his own belt.
As the flight took off, I couldn't help but be scared as I closed my eyes in slight fear. My hands grabbing the thing closest to me, his hand.
I gripped it tightly, digging my nails into his hard skin. He remained silent As I quickly regained my composure when the plane was stable, I pulled my hands away from him quickly.
"Sorry, I.. I am so sorry, I didn't mean to-" I spoke, worried that he might scold or even hit me as I looked at his bruise I gave,
"It's okay alexis, I'm fine. Are you okay?" He asks in a soft and gentle tone to which I nodded.
"What matters to me is that you are all right, Alexis. It dosent matter how much pain it will cause me" he spoke again in a soft tone, I softly gulped as I nodded,
The entire journey was awkward and long. The beautiful lady walked in again, asking if we wanted to eat anything and I declined again. Harry was a bit disappointed but remained calm.
After what felt like an eternity, we finally reached out destination.
Harry helped me take off my belt and we started heading outside. My left arm was a bit numb now, considering i got shot recently.
We headed towards a car while my bag still handing on my right shoulder.
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The Missing Mafia Princess
Teen Fiction[Rewrite] [The Character and the plot will be different] Alexis Miles, a 17 year old living with her step father after the death of her mother. she's a strong independent woman but being near her step father makes her nervous and fearful since he h...
