Angel [Dark H.S]

•Chapter 11•

Harry

I looked into her big blue eyes. Those eyes, so beautiful and innocent, it's like I could break her with one touch. I felt slightly guilty for hurting her, but I had to keep her in line, I can't afford to grow too soft with her. I had just managed to get her off my trail with my bedroom, she can't find out now, all she needed to know was that she was mine. I pulled back from her face and stood up abruptly, causing her to fall backwards slightly. She pulled her towel tighter around her body a her eyes fell to the floor, her tanned legs catching my gaze once again.

"You should get dressed, might not be able to control yourself around me" she laughed at my comment, her lips pulling into a smile. I headed to the door, giving her one last glance before closing the door behind me. I walked back into the living room, the taste of her lips still lingering on my tongue. The boys were still sat around on the sofas, smoking and drinking, as always.

"That's her then" Louis said, as I sat back down in my place.

"Yeah that's her" I lit a cigarette and pulled it to my mouth, taking a puff of it.

"She know? " Niall added, lifting a beer to his lips as he waited for a response. I shook my head at him, as I was mid drag. My lips released the smoke and I opened my mouth to speak.

"No, and I'd like to keep it that way"

Violet

After putting my clothes on, I stalked back down the stairs and towards the living room. The interaction with Harry was still playing through my mind. I knew I was now just Harry's Styles pet. His property. I was terrified of him and angry at his actions, but his rare softness made me feel some sort of..comfort? Even though I knew it was forbidden.

The boys were still sat at the sofa but they were now playing some kind of Xbox game on the large tv in front of them. Harry sat back in his previous seat as I entered, approaching the Kitchen in the open spaced house plan. I began pouring myself a glass of water, with a cup that sat by the sink, when a voice rung behind me.

"Violet, what do you think? Godfather 1 or 2" Liam addressed me leaning over the back of the sofa, as all the boys looked over at me.

"Well number 2 is pretty great" I started, Harry's lips pulling to a smirk.

"... But the first one is always the best" I continued, laughing slightly when Harry's smugness dropped from his features. Screw his stupid hot face.

"Exactly.. See she knows what's she's on about Harry" Liam turned to Harry as I sat back in my place on the sofa. I watched the screen, my face twisting in disgust to see blood splattering left right and center, as Harry and Niall slit people's throats in the virtual reality.

"That's disgusting" I groaned

"You're such a girl" Harry scoffed, his gaze remaining glued on the violent game in front of him.

"Thanks for reminding me, I had totally forgotten" I rolled my eyes, earning a laugh from the other boys around me. I was secretly thankful for Harry's distraction, as I was unsure of what kind of reaction he would have if he was focusing on my tone.

Their gaming continued as I began to space out, staring through the doorway into the hall. I was snapped from my thoughts when my eyes landed on a shiny gold object sat on the table by the front door. A key. If I could get the key I could get out in the middle of the night and escape for good, I just had to find a way to get my hands on it before it was moved. I coughed to gain the attention of the boys as I stood from my place on the sofa.

"I'm just.. Going to the bathroom" I mumbled, I didn't even believe my words so I was surprised when Harry nodded before going back to his game.

I headed out of the doorway quickly, positioning myself on the wall out of sight, as I stared at the key. I couldn't risk Harry seeing me through the doorway so I had to be extremely careful as I moved. I walked forward towards the object, although still out of line with the open door frame to avoid being seen. When I was next to the table, I quickly jumped forward and grabbed the key, swiftly hopping back out of Harry's eye line. I found the safety of the wall again, slipping the key into my pocket as I tried to catch my breath. My ears tuned into the boys voices as I heard myself mentioned.

"When you think you'll tell her?" I recognized Niall's voice as he spoke in a hushed tone. Tell me what?

"I don't know Niall! Why so many bloody questions?" Harry responded quietly, annoyance in his voice.

"Well mate, she'll starting wondering why she's here sooner or later" Niall responded.

I wasn't able to think about their words anymore, as a loud gun shot smashed through the window near me, causing glass to fly everywhere.

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