Angel [Dark H.S]

•Chapter 13•

Harry

What was I doing? This is not how I planned to treat her. I was supposed to be hard on her and firm so she knew who was in charge, but I was  turning into a soft fucker and I hated it. She nodded in response to my question, our lips still barely apart. My mind flew back to before I'd met her, when she was only a figure of my imagination, inside I knew it was a bad idea to tell her, but I couldn't stop myself. Her presence seemed to draw a me in and make me feel almost compelled to spill everything to her. Those stupid big eyes gazed at me like usual, they made me hard every time I looked into them, just to have her on her knees looking up at me, fuck.

"Before I met you.. I had these dreams about a girl. It started when I was 15 out of the blue, but soon I began to see her face every night.  She quickly became all I thought about, her beauty pulling me from reality" I began, her teeth biting her plump lip in intrigue. God she looked sexy when she did that.

"I began to obsess over her, dreaming of  her big blue eyes and the necklace I always saw around her neck" my hand reached to stroke her V necklace and realization struck her face as she grew stiff.

"When I was 16 I started dating a girl called Rose.. Rose Anderson" her eyes widened at the familiar name. "She looked just like the girl from my dreams, blonde with blue eyes and she tried so hard to make me love her like she loved me, but there was something about her that just wasn't right... She wasn't the girl in my mind" I looked at Violet's face, that beautiful, intoxicating face that I had seen since I was a young teenager.

"One night when we were together, I thought I could pretend that she was that girl I wanted so desperately .. That she was you. Things grew heated between us and I took her virginity that night, the whole time she told me she loved me and she wanted to be with me forever, but I couldn't do it. I grew so angry that she couldn't be the girl I needed and began screaming at her, emotion just over powered me and a black mist seemed to rise in my mind, I had never felt that kind of blinding anger before in my life... I shot her 10 times with my dad's gun"

Violet

I felt sick. It was my fault. Not only had Harry also had dreams about me, like I had about him, but I was the reason this started. I was the reason all of those young girls had died. The reason Riley had lost his sister, the reason towns lived in fear of the psychotic killer, Harry Styles. I felt my stomach turn and bile rise in my throat.

I pulled away from his grasp frantically, as his arms reached for me.

"You're a monster" I spat harshly, as I left the bathroom, Harry hot on my trail.

"Violet listen to me" his voice had more strength behind it now, as he attempted to justify himself.

"You're psychotic! Get away from me! All of those girls.. Because of me" I almost shouted, his eye brows furrowing at me.

"Violet you wanted to know. I told you. Now stop acting like this" he ran his hand through his hair in frustration as he approached me.

"Just let me go! Let me go back to my life" tears now filled my eyes, all of my emotions rising to the surface. How could I have ever been attracted to him? and kissed him!  My mind seemed to snap back into reality as I remembered he was a cold hearted, demonic murderer and I needed to get away.

"Violet be quiet! You're not going anywhere!" He shouted, his green eyes grew dark as he backed me up against the motel door. My instincts kicked in and I rapidly twisted and threw the door open, running for my life down the corridor. My thigh throbbed with pain but it didn't seem to stop me as adrenaline pushed me to continue.

My feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they carried me down the stairs and outside the motel. I scanned my surroundings in confusion, I didn't even know where I was, how was I supposed to get away? I ran down the unfamiliar road, the darkness of the night and my blurring tears, making it hard to see where I was going. Soon my breath became heavy and my muscles refused to work anymore, as I slowed down into a walk. I collapsed on the side of the road as I hyperventilated and attempted to compose my shaking body. None of this made sense, I mean those dreams didn't mean anything.. Right? Of course they didn't. How could I have let myself be drawn in to such a monster, even if just for a moment.

I brought my knees to my chest and rubbed the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand. I had no clue how the fuck I was going to find my way home, and to make matters worse, Harry was probably chasing close behind me. A rustle from behind me snapped me out of my thought, I turned to face the forest to locate the source but there was nothing to be seen. I rolled my eyes at my paranoia, he was making me crazy as well.

I picked myself up from the ground and began slowly dragging myself down the path, in hopes of running into another establishment. My feet dragged across the rough concrete as I limped down the road,  hours passing like seconds. Before I knew it, the sun was rising and the road became lit and clear. I hadn't even began to contemplate why Harry hadn't caught up with me yet, maybe I'd managed to  get away with it and I was free. A relieved smile rose to my lips as it hit me that I had escaped from him.

Unfortunately, the smile dropped from my lips and I froze in place when I looked up from the concrete, to see a black SUV parked in the middle of the road,  a familiar figure leaning against the door. His face was serious and firm as he watched me stand, shakily on the road, my leg now truly messed up. His green eyes, that had softened over the last few days, seemed foreign and distant once again. A smirk rose to his lips when he looked down at the blood now dripping from my stitches, then back up to my drained face.

"Nice try baby"

I sighed in defeat as my capture approached me, anger and insanity in his eyes.

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