These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends [h.s.]

Chapter 12

I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't even lookup. I felt everyone's prying eyes on me expecting a response, but I failed by staying silent.

"No, no way," Dean says as he gets up from the ground.

"C'mon, Dean. It's just a silly little dare," says Cassie.

I was surprised by her words. This entire night we were competing for Dean's attention, so why would she want me to kiss his brother? I knew what she was trying to do. She wanted Dean all to herself and didn't care if I suffered the consequences. As I finally found the strength to stand up and defend myself, Harry gets up from the couch and stands in front of me blocking everyone's view.

"It's just a kiss," he says softly.

Dean yanks Harry's arm but then immediately sat down. I was confused by his actions because it seemed as if he was going to stop Harry, but he hesitated.

Suddenly, Harry gently grabs my hand making me feel an instant warmth from his skin causing my hairs to tingle from my neck.

"I d-don't know if I should d-do this," I say while fighting the urge to collapse on the sofa in my drunken state.

Without permission, Harry lifts me up and places his hands on my waist to hold my balance as if he knew I couldn't stand alone. As his hands moved up and down my body, I couldn't help but release a quiet moan.

I look up into his mesmerizing green eyes instantly forgetting my surroundings as he moves one of his hands from my hips to my face, holding my chin ever so softly. His smell was mesmerizing, forcing me to smile. He then forcefully pushes his body against my own, creating only a small amount of distance between us. As he tucks my hair behind my ear, he slowly leans against my face, ready to lay his lips on mine.

I close my eyes as he dips his head towards me, but suddenly the lips I momentarily craved for didn't contact my mouth. Instead, his nose brushed against my cheek where he planted a tender kiss from his soft lips.

I was taken aback by his actions leaving me quite a bit dizzy. Little did he know how badly I wished that kiss reached another destination of my body.

"That's not fair. You kissed her cheek it doesn't count," Chandler says.

"Oh, shut up you fucking idiot. You never said on the lips," Harry barks.

"What'd you call me?" Chandler quickly prances on his feet taking a step towards Harry.

Harry chuckles at Chandler's pathetic attempt of manliness, but it only made matters worse.

Instantly, I fell back against the couch realizing it was Harry that bumped into me after Chandler pushed him.

"Alright, that's enough," Bella says.

"I think it's time we should leave," Dean warning Harry in a worried tone.

"Did you just fucking push me?" Harry's voice roars through the room once again but this time in fury.

Before I could process what happened, Harry's fist connected to Chandler's jaw, causing him to stumble onto Cassie who hit the floor so hard it created a loud thud.

"Stop! " I scream, but no one listened.

Harry gets on top of Chandler and continues to blow punch after punch onto his face so forcefully that I swear I could see blood on his knuckles.

Chandler kicks Harry in the stomach giving him a chance to get on top of him and return the same favor. Dean gets into it and so does Erik as Bella and Cassie stood there screaming for them to stop.