"I hate you! You always have to ruin my fucking fun!" Natalie screamed, slamming the car door and walking up the lawn towards her house.
"Do you have any idea what could have happened if I hadn't gotten there?" Henry asked, following her. "You're 17 years old and in a god damn club, Natalie!"
"You got me like this!" Natalie yelled. "Stop thinking that you're some fucking hero or that you protect me because you don't! I've taken care of myself my whole life and I can do it now too!" She screamed.
Henry grabbed her arm and turned her towards him. "You don't have to anymore."He whispered. "I'll take care of you, from now on." He promised.
"I don't need you to, just leave me alone."
"I know you don't need me to – but I want to." Henry slowly pressed his lips against Natalie's and in that moment she realized that she really didn't have to take care of herself anymore. She wasn't alone.
"I'll always be here for you." Henry whispered, pulling away.
"Always?" Natalie asked.
"Always."