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[Bella] :
It is about 11Pm. Harry is not here. And to be honest I am sick worried about him. So many bad ideas are going onto my mind. Like what if gratte hurt him ? What if something bad happened with him ?
I closed my eyes, taking deep breath. I tried to sense him. Sense if he is alright or something has happened with him. No results. Everything is blank. I can sense nothing. But I have good feeling. I hope so.
I let out large breath, deciding on heading to bed. My body feels so tensed up. And I feel tired. And even though its been few hours since I have feeded myself. And I must feel so powered. But instead I feel like sleeping.
The lights switched off and I laid on my bed. And even with all this tiredness I feel right now. I can still think about Zayn. I have missed him. But I feel something I can not truly admit for myself. Something that is attracting me to Harry more than Zayn. Its weird.
No- its not love. I can not accurately call it love. Its something different. My body acts in way toward Harry's actions. Different way and its like I can not totally reject him. Even if I wanted to.
My eyes had been staring at the ceiling for too long. As I heard the viberation of my phone. I grabbed it, supporting myself with my elbow on the matterss. I switched the green button on.
"Bella ?" He breathed. And I feel my breaths hitched on my throat at his deep voice. My lips formed an 'O' shape as I sit down properly.
"Harry where are you ?" My voice was full of concern. And I could not hide it. The worry just showed off without warning.
"I am out. . . Having fun." The drunken tone caused goosebumps all over my skin. And somehow I wished I can see him right now.
"Where out ?"
"I want you to get dressed. I need to tel-Show you something Bella." He spoke. Something was felt behind his voice. Behind his act. He was mad at me this morning and right now he needs to show me something ?
"Harry are you drunk ?" I questioned as I stand up. Following his order even though I wanted to argue on not. But all I can do right now is wonder what he wants ? And me curious enough to follow up.
"Bella can you please stop being annoying for a second. In ten I need you to show up on the door." With that the line went dead. I looked at the screen for multiple moments before I cuss his attitude out.
For the first time in three years I used my vampire powers on doing something easy. And its all because of curiosty.
I went down on the tips of my feet so I would not wake any one up. I really hate doing this while some people having a peaceful slumber.
Opening the door as I step out. My eyes caught his figure leaning into his range rover. And even through the darkness I can feel him starring. I walked to him, his eyes were glowing red due to his drunk state.
"What ?" I rose an eyebrow as I stand infront of him. He smirked slightly, licking his lips.
"See you have obeyed." He crossed his arms against his chest.
"No." I faked a smile before quickly frowning. "What do you want Harry ?" And even with my cold reponses he still smiles.
"Hop in." He gave me his back as he slided on his seat. "No." I shook my head.
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Behind The Masks Of Blood ;hes;
FanficMeet Bella Styles, your typical ninteen years old girl, she was not prettier than any other girl, but she had a sparkle that attracted alot to her. Amazing grades, breathtaking boyfriend, bonded family and everything you have ever dreamt of having. ...