Midnight | Zarry |

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Midnight 7:

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Harry has left. The house is dead silent and I'm still on the bed. I'm afraid that if I move he'll return.

The floor creaks, and my eyes dart towards the sound. My heart is pounding in my chest and I'm so afraid. I don't want him to hurt me again.

'Calm down, Zaynie.'

My eyes widen and I look for the source of the voice. I hear a laugh, but it's not from anywhere in the house, it's in my head.

'Why so scared, Zaynie? I just want to talk.'

He then appears in front of me, his head cocked slightly to the side. He's sitting cross-cross applesauce, with his arms supporting his weight as he leans back. He looks innocent, but I know what he's capable of.

"What are you thinking?" I stare at him, blinking slowly.

"I'm thinking about how looks can be deceiving." I look down, swallow, then look back at Harry, who is now smirking.

"They can be, can't they." He looks straight into my eyes, "I mean I thought you would have put up more of a fight, you look strong enough, but," he scoffs, "you're weak."

I look away, feeling a sudden spout of anger. How can he expect me to put up a fight? I'd surely be dead if I did.

"Seems like you agree with my statement, hm."

I look at him, "no," I mumble. "I don't agree."

He looks amused at my quietly spoken statement.

"How do you expect me to go up against you, a supernatural being that could destroy me with just a gaze?"

He chuckles, "you're not, I just want you to entertain me."

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Almost 4K reads guys!! Omg, I crying. Anyways sorry for the hiatus.. I'm back now, so expect some updates.