Riptide [H.S]

6

Because the drugs never work

They're gonna give you a smirk

'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean

They're gonna rip up your heads
Your aspirations to shreds

Another cog in the murder machine

They said, "All teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"

teenagers -my chemical romance

"Why am I even here?" I asked stuffing my face with a grape that I saw in his fridge before it was shut in my face, his large hands gripping my shoulders pushing me towards a seat. 

Harry gave me deadly look "You ate what I give you, don't touch my food" He huffed heading back to the fridge opening it back himself searching for something else inside as I rolled my eyes. 

He was pissy because of a grape. 

One grape. 

The man was controlling in every way possible to the shoes I wore at the party yesterday towards the food I ate like he was my owner, which really made me feel like a dog right now. But neitherless I sat on the chair waiting for whatever he was looking for not wanting to piss him off. 

It did give me a chance to look at him properly...the way his shirt was tight against his body making it move along the muscles of his back, not to mention how his tattoos moved as well. There was two hands touching each other with their pointer fingers, I think it was the same style from the creation of adam from how they barely touched. 

It moved as he turned his head, they moved away from each other as if it were an illusion.

Then there were his arms, even without making effort veins rippled through them causing me to licked my lips enjoying the view of them. 

"You're staring again" 

I rolled my eyes "Forgive me, I'll go blind next time when I glance at your diretion" I crossed my arms annoyed that he caught me staring at him even if he wasn't looking at me.

Eyes in the back of his head...just like Grace...creepy. 

Harry turned slightly to give me a bored expression which just makes me think of Ezra by the way his eyes looked at me. 

"It's called a joke....don't you have any humor?" I asked amused.

"When you start being funny I'll actually consider laughing at the jokes you say...until then better keep that mouth shut" A fake smile was placed on his lips as a plate filled with two large sandwiches and one grape on the side in front of me. 

"Eat"

I looked from the plate to him knowing this was some sort of joke seeing the way he rose one brow trying not to let his lip curl up in a smirk waiting for me to dig in but as a stubborn person I was born to be, I just stared at him with my arms still crossed tilting my head to the side just a tad. 

The small denial made a vein in forehead pop "I said eat" He pushed the plate towards me again pressing it into my arm. 

I smiled at him fluttering my eyelashes at him as I shook my head no pushing the plate away from him watching his jaw twitch and pop as he continued to glare down at my soul but I held the sweet smile. Pushing the plate towards me taking a step forward literally towering me with his height even if the seat was tall, he leaned down as I could smell the honey sent bodywash he used minutes ago.