-Escape-

Chapter 3

** Yeah, I'm one of those losers who updated their fanfic 24/7 because they have nothing better to do with their lives.

true, but I am going to long island with my cousins house untill friday, so i most likely wont be posting anything and if i do it will be on my other fanfic.

so yeah thats it :)

-alex**

I woke up inches away from Harry’s face, the events of last night swarming my head like flies. I couldn't help but smile at his messy hair, the dimples evident on his cheeks even in such a deep sleep. I shifted under his arms causing his sleepy green eyes to slowly open

“Good morning love,” he said playing with my hair.

even though I was scared I smled and leaned into him, missing the feeling of his big hands brushing out the knots in my chocolaty brown hair.

“Harry, I have a question,” I began, sitting up a bit missing the feeling of his touch.

“Shoot” he replied, his thick brittish accent causing the butterflies i my stomach to explode and the smile on my face to widen.

“How do you know that someone is your mate, what makes them different from everyone else?”

“You can smell their… blood." he began sounding a bit hesitant on the topic " stronger then other humans, it is practically irresistible. They are kinda hard to miss,” he said meeting my eyes

So Harry could smell my blood, and he wanted it. Harry had only sucked my blood once, and that was when he first met me.

**FLASHBACK**

“And exactly what are you?” I asked

Harry laughed.

He put his head into the crook of my neck, his curls tickling my jaw line giving me chils all the way down my back to my toes.

“Your worst nightmare” he replied with red eyes

Without any warning Harry sunk his fangs into my neck. I could hear him drinking and sucking the blood out of my veins The pain was unbearable; it hurt too much to scream so I just sat there gasping for air. I could feel his fangs going deeper and deeper into my neck until I could barely hold it up straight anymore.

“Please… stop” I choked out in a weak voice lettin gmy head fall forwards.

He quickly pulled away and looked at me, his eyes filled with pity. I was sweating and shaking, the only thing keeping me from falling was Harry pressing me up against the wall. usung what ever strength I had left I slowly brought my hand to my neck, but Harry covered it with his hand before I could touch it. I looked into his once again green eyes. He picked me up, and led me inside. I was too defeated to struggle. His moods changed so frequently I didn’t know how he was going to act. He carried me upstairs and put me down on the bed.

At that moment I thought that I was going to die with my blood spilling all over the sheets.

Everything was blurry, but I could hear Harry talking to the other boys.

“Oh my god Harry what did you do?” asked Louis

“I-I thinks I sucked her dry” he said his voice shaking almost as much as my hands

Zayn stared at me with sad eyes “”Harry that is your mate, if you killed her… that’s it”

“Listen” said Louis hovering over me “If you can hear me tell me”