*Louis*
Harry leaves the room, telling me that he's going to get my tea and soup. I honestly don't want anything. I'm fat as it is.
You're right. You are fat.
I sigh. These voices won't ever leave me alone.
The door opens and I expect Harry to come in, but instead, a boy I've never seen before comes in. He has black shaggy hair, red eyes, and pale skin. The boy grins. He has pointy fangs. I gasp and back away. I'm only 16, and this guy looks about Harry's age. 18-19. And he's a demon. So if he were to try to kill me, I would obviously lose.
But Harry said no one would eat me.
But he never said no one would hurt or kill you.
My skin pales at the realisation. No. Harry never said that.
"Hello there." The boy says, creeping towards me. I whimper and press my back against the headboard of the bed.
"P-Please don't h-hurt me!" I stammer. Fear rises up inside of me. My stomach twists into knots. Is this really gonna be the end for me? My boy looks fake shocked.
"Why would you think that, precious?" I shudder at his words. "I just want to have some fun." My heart hammers in my chest. Please don't make this be the end. I'm too young to die. Not like I have anything to live for. Well, maybe Harry....but I'm not sure yet. I have to ask him that question first...
"Not stay put, and don't scream." The boy walks closer to the bed, until he's at the bed. He crawls on it, coming towards me. A small cry escapes my mouth. I clamp a hand over my mouth. Uh oh. No he's gonna hurt me, isn't he?
"I-I didn't m-mean too!" I cry out, before he can do anything to me. Maybe he'll reconsider hurting me? Or whatever he has planned for me.
"Relax. This'll only take a little bit." He smirks and leans in towards my neck, like a vampire would. Maybe he isn't a demon. Maybe he's a vampire.
I'm pondering this, while I also freak out, because I'm pretty sure I'm about to die. Well world, it's been nice seeing you. Not really. My life has been awful. But still. Anyways, someone all of a sudden screams (might I add just when the boy's about to bite me),
"ZACH GET AWAY FROM HIM!" To my relief, Harry comes storming in. He sets my tea and soup down on the nightstand, and storms over to me. He grabs the boy, who's name is apparently Zach, and flings him across the room. I wince as Zach lands with a thud on the other side. Wow. Harry must be really strong....gulp.
He suddenly turns to me, concern written all over his face. I flinch back a little. I'm still a little scared.
"Did he hurt you?" He asks worriedly. I shake my head.
"No. But he wasn't about to." I whisper. Zach glares at me from across the room. I flinch and hide behind Harry. Harry gives Zach a dirty look.
"Get out of here. Now!" Zach gets up and scrambles away. I wonder why he's so afraid of Harry. It's not like Harry controls him or something.
Uh huh. Of course not. That would be weird.
??
They never make sense. I'm sure it's nothing.
Harry faces me again. He still looks pretty worried.
"I'm so sorry." He whispers.
"It's fine." I look down. Harry shakes his head.
"No, it's not fine." He sighs.
"No really. I'm fine." I glance up at him and force a smile.
"It won't happen again." He promises me. "I won't leave your side ever again. I'll be with you forever." For some reason, that statement sent chills up my spine, and goosebumps all over my body. It sounded a little....possessive. I'm not sure I like it.
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