Harry's P.O.V.
It was now or never. I need to kill her now.
As I am walking towards her, knife in my hand I'm reading her mind. All she's thinking about is death and then all of a sudden she is thinking about her memorable moments. That's when I stop. She is thinking about her 13th birthday in the pizzeria. The first day I layed my eyes on her. She was very full of life something I want the most. I force her thoughts out of my mind and proceeded with my actions. When I approached her I stop once again. She is crying and chanting 'Please dont kill me' in the corner of my bedroom. You can do it Styles just stab her heart and presto your human, my subconscious says. But i can't I'm killing an innocent human girl just because of my selfishness . I dropped my knife and dropped to my knees and held her in my arms she tried to pull away buy I held her firm. "You're a psycho son of a bitch, now let me go!" She sobbed in my chest. After a few minutes of trying to fight free from my grip she gave up.
"Shhhhh.... I'm not gonna kill you I was just making breakfast. Look." I lied. Showing her the knife. I went through her mind and made her see that the knife had food on it. "Bu bu but your eyes were jet black an an and you had a clean, sharp knife an an and you were walking towards m m me...." She stuttered.
I pull her face to meet mine and I ask her. "What color are my eyes hun? I know they're not black. Tell me what color they are." I ask her.
"A beautiful shade of green." She whispered blushing not wanting to meet my gaze. I smiled at her answer.
"And yours are a beautiful shade of stormy gray." I whisper in her ear, sending chills down her spine.
"Why am I here? Why did you make me faint? Please tell me." She pleaded.
"You're here because I don't know where you live and the only thing that came to mind was to bring you here..... I can't tell you why I made you faint....not yet."
"What do you mean you can't tell me?"
"It's complicated. I'll tell you when the time is right." That is if I let you live longer, I thought.
"Ok........when can I go home? My mom and Vee must be worrying it's Tuesday a school day and I know they are wondering where I am."
"Not yet."Is all I could say.
"Harry?"
"Yes?"
"What do you want from me?" She asked scared.
"I dont know what you mean?"
"Yes you do. You made me faint but you can't tell me why and then you bring me to your place, a place I was led to believe you needed, and now you are basically hiding me from my mom and my best friend."
I stayed silent I dont know what to say to that. What she just said is true. I do want something from her, her life. And I am also hiding her from her mom and Vee.
"I'll tell you the truth when the time is right, maybe, tomorrow." I managed to say while getting up.
"Hey! Can I at least call my mom or Vee or maybe both? I won't tell them you are helding me hostage in your house, I promise." She pleaded.
"Im not helding you hostage, and no you may not call your mother or Vee."
"But-" Before I let her protest I ran out of the room in a blink of an eye.
