termination // h.s.

7: captivated

I stare into those eyes that captivated me the first time I ever laid eyes on them, in shock.

He moved towards me, taking slow and steady steps as I just stood there not being able to move. He stood in front of me, tilting my chin up with his long fingers to examine my facial expression.

"Are you alright?" His tone was gentle, calming me just a tad.

I couldn't respond yet, as I was still trying to comprehend everything that just happened, I think I may be in shock. Harry pulled me into his chest, raping his arms around me and dragging his arm up and down my back in a soothing manner. His touch was awfully freezing at first but I gave in and my body adjusted to it. I put my arms around him squeezing my eyes shut, scared to let go and that something else might happen.

We stayed like that for a matter of seconds before he pulled away, making my body shiver even more from the loss of contact, heat coming back to my body. He walked out of the kitchen without a word. I followed behind him to see that he had entered the living room and sat on the couch. I moved to sit beside him, to many thoughts running through my head.

I took a deep breath and finally spoke up ready for some answers. "W-what we're those things?" My voice was shaky, hardly able to hear.

Harry jumped a tad at my sudden curiosity, obviously expecting me not to talk.

"Demons."

"What did those demons want from me?" My voice was quiet, with anticipation to find out what's happening.

"I-they were after you because of your dad." Hesitation was in his voice.

"What does my dad have to do with this?" I ask, confusion struck in my head.

"Well he is a hunter, he kills things like that."

"So that's why they wanted to kill me, because my dad goes around killing them and what? They wanted revenge?"

Something didn't sound right, it didn't feel like that was the reason. Dad wouldn't let a thing touch me, let alone have anyone know I'm alive when it came to these things. How could they have known me?

"Probably, I don't know." He mumbled the last words to himself, putting his hands through his hair.

I stared at him in aw, he saved my life and I didn't even say anything. But how can I trust him still, I'm not even fairly aware of what happened to him. He didn't dare to look at me, he seemed to be in his head.

"Thank you." His head turned to stare at me as I gave him a small smile, grateful he was here. He looked at me skeptically, like he was trying to figure me out.

"It wasn't much." He looked away, disappointed in himself.

"I would be dead if it wasn't for you, it's hard enough to actually say thank you so you might as well be grateful."

He gave me a small smile as he looked into my eyes again, liking me in my playful state.

"In that case, then your welcome." his eyes drifted off around the house after that, leaving us in a peaceful silence.

I took short glimpses at him, studying him. He was beautiful, he even looked like an angel. His curls looked luscious and he was extremely toned. I could stare at him forever but nothing lasts that long. He caught me staring at him a small smirk rising on his face. I looked away a blush crawling up my cheeks.

"I still can't get my head rapped around that your like, a ghost." I stated, bringing us out of the silence.

"It's 'guardian angel'. Did you not listen to a thing I said?" His tone was playful, a smirk still stained on his pretty lips. "or were you just caught up in my attractive looks?"

I snorted to myself, making harry laugh. His laugh caused me to have a huge grime spread across my face, it was contagious. His eyes would squint in a beautiful manner and it would show this beautiful side of him.

"Very funny and no I wasn't, it's kind of creepy when someone just randomly appears in your room looking like a fucking ghost." I roll my eyes at him, a smile still placed on my lips.

"Actually I would have shitted myself so your surprisingly taking it well"

I let out a small giggle. "If only you could read my mind." I mumbled more to myself.

Silence was replaced after that, I didn't have the courage to start another conversation. So I tried sitting comfortably on the couch, my eyes slowly dropping.

"Get some sleep, you have school tomorrow." I mumbled words as a reply, not understanding any of it. I shut my eyes and sleep took over me.

HARRYS POV!!!!

I stared at her in aw, she was beautiful. She laid on the couch, her head falling onto my shoulder as she fell asleep. I pushed her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear before giving the slightest kiss on her forehead.

I placed her gently on the couch and stood up. I can't stay here, I'm lying straight to her face. I was sent here to protect her and that's what I'll do, with all my heart.

In doing that though, brings me a burden in not telling her why I'm here, why she needs protecting. I can't let anything happen.

That's not the problem though. I feel like I'm drawn to her. Her beauty infatuates me and I can't even feel, does that say something? I want to be the one to hold her, take care of her but I'm numb. I can't feel anything. She can barely even feel me, with my shivery touch.

I need to distance myself, but how? I need to protect her. It's my mission to do so and I can't let anyone down, especially Hannah. I'll do whatever it takes.