After starting our drive to Jacksonville again, Harry starts to taunt me about many things.

During the ride he laughed at my use of spoons while having every kind of food and called my habit of using napkins for a several times weird. He also asked me sarcastically if I want to eat an apple by using a fork and have coffee by teaspoon. I keep hearing him looking out of the window, rolling my eyes for countless times. I close my eyes and feel the warm morning sunrays hitting my face.

"Are you serious you haven't been in any night club yet in your eighteen years lifetime?" Harry asks me for the third time during the ride.

"My answer isn't gonna change Harry." I frown not opening my eyes.

It's true and awkward at the same time that I haven't been in any night club or late night party's yet unless the party is in my own house. Because my dad didn't want me to do the things Michael used to do, partying and spending too much time with friends. He was afraid of losing me and afraid of me becoming a spoilt teen like my elder brother. That's why I was deprived of so many things teenagers from my ages used to do. But I never felt sad for that anyway, because most girls from my age didn't have the things I had or didn't have the lifestyle like me.

"Interesting. You have already passed eighteen years from your life yet you have experienced nothing. Eighteen years is quite a long time." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"I know but I was satisfied with my life. I never tried to think that I'm growing up but now after all this I'm feeling my age and it's really heavy." I smile looking out of the window.

The world I'm living in since the past few days, is a new one to me. Firstly, I was more than surprised when my father forced me to marry Luke even after I told him about Madison. The way he pressured me to take the decision, the way he tortured me, it's like a nightmare to me. I still remember how I managed to run away. I never thought that I'd have to pass my days through this much difficulties.

My life was imperfectly perfect until my destiny made it perfectly imperfect.

"Well now tell me a bit about your family." I smile to skip talking about my miserable life. The more I'm asked about it, the more I get hooked up with it.

He opens his mouth to tell something but a loud sound causes both of us to get shocked. Both of us look behind where the sound came from. My jaw drops down watching two or three car chasing us.

I realize where the sound came from after discovering a man holding a gun in his hand sitting on the passenger's seat. Men with gun? After us?

"Who are they Harry? Why are they chasing us?" I yell surprisingly looking to the cars.

"These bitches!" Harry curses under his breath and increases the speed of the car dangerously. The air around us gets dusty because of the running car.

"Duck!" He commands and a bullet crosses the car's frontal glass just after I do it. The entire environment of the car starts to fill with smoke and the view in front of us gets cloudy.

"Who are they? Can you please at least tell me why are they after us?" I cry covering my ears with my trembling hands. Are they my father's men?

Damn, I'm dead then. I'd better stay with Harry or die than going with my father.

"Not a question I can answer right now Snow!" He tells increasing the speed of his car, keeping his eyes on the rear view mirror. "It's a long story and we don't have time for bedtime stories." He yells flipping his hair from his face.

"Why are they chasing you? After us? Or they are my dad's people? What if they kill us?" I yell crazily looking at him.

"Will you stop blabbering like a firing gun and listen to me like a fool in nursery school?" He is interrupted by another bullet running between the spaces between us, causing another scream to skip from my mouth.

"Ssshhh...." He keeps his large hand over my mouth and my tears fall down over his hand.

"They're not after you. I can't fight back because there are three cars full of people behind us and I don't have any weapon. I'll tell you to jump out of the running car and you'll run away in this woods not looking behind okay?" He tells looking at me with soft eyes. For the first time I notice his pleading eyes, the emotion behind them catches me off guard.

"What do you mean by...by run away and leaving you? We can jump out together! If I can jump out of this car, you can too you idiot because you don't have any less leg than I have!" I yell moving away his hand over my mouth. He opens and closes his mouth several times looking at me.

"We can't! I've to keep the car driving and you've to get your tired butt out of my car!" He tells increasing the speed of the car. He can easily sign up for an action movie.

"No! I can't leave you Harry!"

"You can because I can make you and you hate me! It's easy to leave a person if hate is created for the person inside your heart!" He yells louder, causing me to flinch in fear.

"I don't hate you but I don't like you either and I'm not......."

I'm caught off guard again but not by his eyes this time. This time it's his lips.

He crashes his lips on mine, making my body feel lighter. I feel my blood boiling under my cold skin and my full body on fire.

I've only kissed Madison but kiss by Harry's plump lips are different, a way more different than any kind of pleasure I've felt in life.

I lean onto him more when an idea crosses my mind to save this stubborn boy. I press his long curls behind and cup his cheeks with my hands.

Digging myself more into the kiss, I open the door behind me using one of my hands and pull him towards me by grabbing his arm. One more move and I find both of us sliding out of the car, rolling on the road hugging each other tighter than ever.

He pulls me up by my hand and starts to run towards the trees. We run grabbing each others hands until we reach to the safest distance from the road.

"You're crazy!" Harry tells during the run.

"A-ha? Thanks for the compliment." I reply and he laughs.

We both gasp hearing the car burst making a dangerously loud sound. After a few minutes, we both sit on the grass panting for air heavily.

"You okay?"

I open my eyes and nod looking at him. My eyes get widened watching the blood coming out of his left knee.

"Your knee's bleeding!" I lean closer to him and try to find a way of stopping the blood from coming out.

"I think so?" He looks at his knee.

He groans as I tear the full sleeve of my dress and tie it over his knees. At least this can stop the bleeding or he'll run out of blood at the end of the day.

"Disgusting pain." He curses.

I look up at him and my heart starts beating fast finding his green eyes staring at me.  I haven't noticed him so carefully before, noticed the beauty he's hiding under his black outfits and dark attitudes. His sweaty curls are sticking up on his forehead and his curls are more detailed now for being damped. Some inks over his chest are trying to reveal themselves under that sweaty T-shirt.

Without knowing what I'm doing, my hands reached the rose tattoo over his hand, admiring how appealing it looks on his skin. I caress my fingers over his tattoo and a smile tugs on my lips.

"You like it?" He whispers leaning closer and I nod.

Madison.

My subconscious reminds me and I move my hand.

"Why did you kiss me earlier?" My mind finally meets my mouth, giving my thoughts a way to come out.

"To stop your blabbering, you talk way too much, talking machine!" He makes a face.

"Why did you continue it?" He stands up and smirks.

"To save your life so that I can bless my ears with your rude commands."I lie. I roll my eyes and stand up.

Is a kiss something so silly to him? What a cause of kissing! I kissed a random guy? This thought makes me feel uneasy.

I want to talk to Madison. He doesn't even know that I've eloped. But I can't even imagine how bright his face will light up watching me. We will finally be together.

We've been neighborhood friends since I was in 7th grade. My dad didn't bother about my friendship with Madison then, little did he know that his little daughter would fall in love with this light brown haired cute boy. Our sweet chats didn't interrupt by his family's sudden move to Jacksonville. But it got impossible for me to keep our love story secret when my dad revealed his promise of marrying me off.

He took the decision just like a fairytale, which turned out to be a nightmare for me. I hate him more than anyone now. Not only for that decision, but also being her daughter, being tortured by him mentally and even physically sometimes.

Let him live with his ego and ego maker, money.

"Heyo Taylor Swift!" Harry's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "Are you planning to write the second part of out of the woods? We gotta find a way out of here!" He shrugs.

"No! I was trying to find Edward Cullen in the middle of this jungle!" I smile sarcastically, earning a natural dimply smile from him.

"Hope we don't end up in finding Hogwarts." He frowns.

"That would be cool right? What if we find the elves here?" I jump excitedly.

My smile turns into a sigh when I notice him looking at me like I'm a toddler who just found her red balloon.

"Well for me, not for you." I chuckle nervously.

I keep making faces behind him while walking aimlessly to find a way. He's so boring, why can't he understand he should smile more because it's heavenly and.....

"Geez! At least don't walk like a registered blind!" He tells pulling me up from the ground by my hand.

"What can I do instead of talking to my subconscious when you're acting like a registered mute?" I tell smiling sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I bet you were talking to your subconscious about me." He smirks coming closer. "Now don't say 'God! I wasn't doing that!'" He mocks.

Rolling his eyes, he starts walking, causing me to stand there speechless.

The silence takes between us again, only the dry leaves under our feet trying to break it.