The Strings Being Pulled

Ch 11

Harry...man he's just so, I don't know how to describe. Confident, strong, gentle and an asshole at times and I don't know what to say or think. The idea of being his lover...I shouldn't think this, no, it's stupid. What are the chances?

"You're a bully." I state, getting closer to him, fuck, he's tall.
"You could just tell me you hate me." he gets closer.
"I...I don't, you're just annoying!" I turn my head away.
"Be honest with me, I don't think you have anything to hide." he uses his index finger to lift my head up.
"I..." I start burning up a lot.

Fucking nature, can I kiss him!? Wait no, I shouldn't think that but my heart is like a fucking pump. I'm burning up so much, oh my sweet nature it feels like an oven here.

"How are you gonna prove you don't hate me?" Harry raises an eyebrow.
"You know what, I hate you." I say.
"Well what can I do for you to stop hating me?" he questions and laughs a little.
"Uhmmmm, kiss me." I answer. "I'm serious, otherwise I'll hate you forever."
"So...if I were to really kiss you, you'd stop hating me if you're so serious?" he smirks.

I only mean it as a joke but the more I think about it, the more I want it. It's hard to control my urges, stupid brain...even just his touch is perfect enough and a kiss would be the best thing. I should stop thinking like this but it's about Harry...

I don't wanna stop thinking about him, I always feel so happy thinking about him for some reason. Am I obsessed or madly inlove? It's only been a few months...

"Yep, so do it if you don't want me to hate you." I say firmly.
"You sound more serious than usual." he smiles.
"Yep, so will you do it or not?" I ask. "Only on the lips."
"Don't mind if I do." he replies.

He kisses me right then and there, softly, not for too long but just right...my head feels fuzzy but I respond to it, it's good, honestly I love it. There's something that feels different and once he pulls away, I feel a bit sad and happy.

Wait shit...oh my god we kissed...! What was going in my head, something about it just feels so good. Sweet fucking nature, how'd that work!? I feel so embarrassed and happy...

"Sorry...!" I apologize. "I...uhm..."
"It's fine, you're like a Strawberry right now but I was the one who initiated it, you didn't feel pressured or anything, did you?" he asks.
"No...you didn't feel pressured too did you?" I answer.
"Not at all." he smiles. "Wanna head back then?"

I nod and we start to head back. I feel so embarrassed, glad he wasn't pressured but it feels so embarrassing...! I should think about something else, uhm...fuck, my head is a mess. Not even my first kiss, how'd it end up like this...

My face is staring at the ground as keep walking. It feels a little awkward and it's really quiet between us. That was such a stupid thing of me to do, why can't I just control my urges!? Though I don't regret it for some reason.

"What should we eat today?" Harry asks. "Other than takeout and I've managed to steal some money from some criminals."
"Croissants and I guess apples." I answer.
"Should be good to buy, we need an income and this isn't a lifestyle we can live with." he states.

I nod, this lifestyle sucks. Hardly able to eat properly, our clothes get washed in the sink and neither of us have a phone. It sucks, the only way we're able to get places is to go into some public libraries and use the library computers. How do we get a job even?

Constantly on the chase, tracked and it just sucks. We can't stay anywhere for more than a week at all, will there atleast be a chance to find somewhere we can live more comfortably? I just want a good meal and have one day where everything's completely calm. Not to mention that fucking deadline.

"I'm tired, I wanna sleep." I mutter.
"We're almost there soon, I'll probably try to figure out a way where we can earn money in the meantime." he replies.
"We're always being watched though..." I state.
"We could change our identities..." he mumbles.
"But things like id." I reply.
"Yeah, that's one thing, we might have to join some criminal organization." he responds.

*Few hours later...*

Harry is showering and I have nothing to do, the only way I haven't gone insane is because of him. But I've learnt a lot about him...he talks a lot about his mom and Asher. He was Mr Demon's father figure, always smiling. A very strong person but really kind though called Mr Demon an idiot sandwich at times.

Talked a lot about how the world worked, taught Harry fighting but also about basic everyday things that he never experienced...it's sad, stupid life. Harry says his mom was sweet and cheerful, why'd she have to die? All of it is stupid, the vampire is confusing. What's up with him...

"Something frustrating you?" Harry asks, I didn't even notice.
"Nothing, just wondering about why the vampire wants us to kill him." I answer.
"Excitement, thrill, he does insane things when bored." he states. "Manipulating is a hobby to him."
"Woah...I'm surprised how you lived with it." I reply.
"Well, let's just say he's very unique, not that it matters anymore because I'm much happier now." he responds. "Even if we end up separated, I always will remember you as my first friend."

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Future me...again, so I really despised this chapter and rewrote it, same goes to chapter 12. I had an iPhone SE when writing this so the format was different, it's been months and I have a knew phone so if the writing style is odd compared to the earlier ones then it's because I actually have a writing style now.