Harry's POV:
I found myself falling harder and harder every single minute I spent with her, it's been four days since her arrival and within those four days; I've felt better than I have my whole life. I knew these feelings were expected, but Im finding it difficult to remove myself from her. That moment we shared now, makes me want her even more, I need her more than ever. Now. Right now.
I know if I find myself with her and she pulls another stunt like that; I surely won't stop. Im too drawn, Im too mesmerized, Im too alive.
I was walking around my chamber, scared of the fact of love. I don't want it or need it, and I find myself hating the feeling everyday. I don't want to feel it while Im around her, I don't need to, it's a pathetic and useless feeling, everyone could live without it.
Suddenly, I heard a beckoning call.
It sounded too familiar, too known.
Marcel appeared at my door way and walked inside without a care in the world.
"Why didn't you tell me-"
"That I would show up?" He cut me off with his arrogant voice; he knew what I would say before I said it.
"Hades, What would happen if I told you Id come?" He asked a question he knew the answer to, so I simply shrugged- knowing he would respond anyways.
"The other half would know and try to stop me. So now that we have that out- Fawn. I would like to speak about her." He flipped the pages to the book in his hands, licking his thumb every now and then to enhance his stickiness.
He then peered up at me, a shocked expression on his face.
"She's lost here, her memories- her sister, everything that she once cherished is gone. The memories she worked to gain over her 17 years of life are gone." I frowned, not understanding. Of course Fawn would lose her memories, it happens to everyone.
"She's beginning new ones. It's impossible but, she's- Harold, she's falling in love with you." At the moment I felt all the air get knocked out of my lungs. As if I was burning the through the floor, I felt like I was tumbling down.
"I know. I felt the same way, when I read her thoughts. I knew this would happen, I .warned you, now the other side will stop at nothing to mark her and keep her here."
I frowned, forgetting why it would be a bad idea to make her stay. Marcel huffed and rolled his eyes before scolding me.
"Harold, she's an angel in hell. She doesn't belong here and unless you want a war, I suggest you take her to the Palace of The Gods, she needs to ascend to heaven." I felt dizzy again, I want her here.
"I do too; that war cannot start though. We both agree you're taking her tomorrow."
I shut my eyes, embracing the dark void in my chest.
"Tomorrow it is then." I cringed.
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Hell's Empire
FanfictionHe's the god of hell and desires, you've died and are in his domain. Harry Styles ~ This is for mature readers only.
