Chapter 47

“So you keep saying, but this is all so crazy to me!”

“You’re not even trying to accept it,” Harry growled.

“And you’re not even considering how I might feel! This is your world, Harry, not mine!”

“It’s your world now, babe.”

“I don’t want it to be!”

“That’s not up to you,” Harry said.

“It’s not up to you either, you don’t control me.”

“I wish I could,” he muttered and gritted his teeth. “I wish I could just get you to fucking accept this, but you’re fucking stubborn—”

“Your qualities aren’t exactly great either!” Brooklyn argued.

“At least I know what I want, Brooklyn,” Harry snapped. “You still can’t admit it.”

“I have to get to class, Harry.”

“So do I.”

“Then get off me.”

“I will,” Harry said. “In a second.”

“Ha—”

Harry kissed Brooklyn again. He brought his hand up and cupped her face, running his thumb over her cheek. Before Brooklyn could get too involved, Harry pulled away and disappeared