playing with the dark

i*A/N*

Hello! my name is Natalie , live in Hamilton , NZ. my first wattpad fan fic so let me know what ya think.

Chapter one.

As i breathe in the fresh air of my old town i once lived in.

I look around to see every thing the same it was 4 years ago when I left to go live with mum.

"remember this place?" dad questions me as he closes his eyes and breathes in the air he is use to.

'like the back of my hand' I giggle at dads facials.

the shops were the same , nothing new , nothing old , even the people didn't age a bit. they seemed like they were doing the same jobs for like the past 1O years. the place was small like 7OO+ people here. I left my best friend Harry , I wonder if he still lives here. I had mad feelings for him.

"dad , does har-" I get interrupted by him laughing.

"yea , darl he does" he gives me a quick wink and walks in side the house.

I pick my bags up and take small steps putting one foot in front of the other , repeating the motion until i reach the stairs to the door.

"i made it" I smile to myself and walk in.

as I walk in I see a figure that looks tall , he had dark brown curls he had dark blue skinny jeans , a light blue drop tail and over that he had a sweater.

"thanks dad , thanks for the help" I talk sarcastically and drop all my bags and I take a deep breath.

that made dad and curls (my nickname for him) turn around.

"I'm sorry darl" he smiles and looks at harry.

"h-harry!" i say shocked and run to hug him.

I feel him smile in the hug and he pulls away slowly.

"where have you been Carter?" he still holds me a he smiles.

"what did I say about last names Styles?" I laugh and look at dad to tell him to leave us alone.

"that's what your room is for" he points up stairs and takes a beer out.

"let's go" I hold harrys hand , he resists.

I turn to face him and look worried "why are your hands cold harry" I try to grab his hands but he makes a game out of it.

"let's just go up to your room" he runs leaving me behind.

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my room.

I walk up and close my door so that we can have a small talk.

"harry"

"don't worry about my hands" he tries to change the subject.

"you look a little pale now" I walk up to him taking small steps , I rub the back of my hand accross his cheek. feeling the coldness again. I pull my hand away in shock.

"harry , what aren't you telling me?" I look up at him worried.

"you were gone for too long" he closes his eyes in pain.

he went to the wall an hit it. "you were my life" he whispers turning , looking at me.

"a-are you turned?" I walk up to him and hold his hands.

he looks down at me , desperate to tell me. he wanted to tell me something.

"harry , you can tell me anything" I touch his cheek , getting shivers down my spine making me jump abit.

"I know I can" he smiles and brings my hand to his mouth and gives my hand a little kiss.

I smile and hug him. "tell me" I whisper into his ear making him get shivers. weird I never knew he could EVER get shivers.

"ok" he sighes and feels weak. "I am turned , Natasha , I'm a Vampire" he sits down on the corner of the bed making me walk closer to him.

I wasent surprised , the cold hands , and the paleness. "harry" I sit myself on his left knee , making my hand tangled in his curls.

he looked beat down , kept looking at the floor. "what's wrong?" I look down and feel bad for him.

"do you still love me?" he looks up at me fighting a few tears.I get up off his lap and kneel down at him.

"harry , why would you say that?" I start to form tears , my heart was pounding.

he looked at me with his 'im sorry' face. "because what if I hurt you?" he holds my hand.

"don't even-" I get coldly interrupted by him using his Vampire speed making me get pinned to the wall. he purposely pulls out his fangs and his eyes turn red.

"H-h-harry" I stutter in fear...

-Authors Note-

hello! thanks for reading Chapter One of this story.. so what do you want to do? read chapter 2 comment and vote please (: