Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Nineteen- All in a Days Work

NIALL'S POV

        Great, now Harry was going to go and start terrorizing the public. Was he really this pissed off about everything? Then I turned grim. Of course he was pissed I was too. This means that it's worse than we thought. This wasn't an animal attack, although that's what the doctors ruled. This was a demon attack. Harry knew them much better than I did, but even I could sense it. Being around Harry was nerve wracking at first, but I quickly got used to it. This demon wasn't even a Fallen. It was born a demon. I clenched my fists. Harry has sinned, killing many people while I've been with him. Most of it wasn't even out of his free will. But this was different. This time he was in total control, and that, that scared even me. \

        Louis peered at  me. "Niall, I've never seen Harry that way. Is he really this pissed?"

        "He's worried..."

        "I'll say," Louis frowns then speaks up. "You think...he's in love with her, Niall?"

        I turned to him in surprise. Sure, Harry has had his share of girlfriends, but none of them were ever keepers. Harry knew that. He didn't seem to care much for companionship and love. Sure, any guardian angel would get upset about the person they're supposed to be protecting getting hurt. But Harry seemed...completely an utterly enraged. Something I haven't seen him act like in a very long time.

        I couldn't even smile at the moment, even to Louis. "I...maybe." It could be possible he has deeper feelings for Gracie. I know there is. There's a type of warmness that affects his cold spirit when she's around. It's slowly eroding his icy demeanor, even if he doesn't realize it. In a way, I feel like she's saving him more than he's saving her. I clenched my fists. I have to stop him, I have a bad feeling.

        I feel Kristan grab my hand. "Niall where are you going?"

        I could manage to smile at her. "Finding Harry of course,"

        "Let that dick go," Thalia speaks up.

        I sigh. "Unfortunately I can't."

        "Come back soon, okay?" Kristan whispers and lets go of my hand. I gave her a swift kiss on the forehead and left. I don't really know why I did it, but I guess it was to calm her down. Always the perfect gentlemen.

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        When I found Harry I didn't even want to know the number of the person he was about to kill. He was definitely in kill mode. I rested a hand on his shoulder and in one swift move slammed him against the wall.

        The woman he was about to kill scrambled up. "T-Thank you sir,"

        I looked into her eyes and smiled kindly. "Just get out of here."

        She smiled in a daze and left. Harry was struggling against my grip and I sighed looking at him.

        "What the hell prissy wings?" His voice was deeper; well that was a bad sign.

        I sighed. "Not till you calm down."

        "I don't want to,"

        "You think killing innocent people will bring justice to what happened to Gracie?" Gracie's name made his eyes widen. He stopped shaking and let his body relax. His crimson eyes turned back to their regular green, his teeth weren't as sharp as before, and his skin was back to his normal human color. Dry blood caked his lips, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

        I sigh heavily. "You sure are a handful aren't you?"

        He mumbled something I couldn't hear.

        "What?"

        "Forgive me father for I have sinned." He then went limp in my grip. I sighed again. He blacked out.

        I threw him over my shoulder and started walking back to the hospital. It'll be a long walk but I'd get back in time.

        "Sometimes....I wonder if you really do love her, Harry."

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        Harry awoke and rubbed his head. "Jesus...."

        I smiled at him; the doctors saw his state and gave him a room until he awoke. "Morning,"

        He turned to me. "What? I slept till today?"

        "Pretty much,"

        "Did you sleep?"

        "Nah, lots on my mind." I peered at him. "You were really messed up."

        "Thanks for stopping me,"

        I flashed him my usual smile. "All in a days work."

        Harry peered at me closely before getting out of bed. "Sometimes I think you hide things behind that smile of yours."

        I shrug in amusement; he was sorta starting to figure me out. "Doesn't everyone?"

        He frowns. "I guess so,"

        "Don't ever have an outburst like that again. You killed six people and injured one." My voice was grave and he swallowed loudly.

        "That many, huh?"

        "Weren't keeping count?"

        "Got boring after awhile..."

        "You lost yourself for a pretty damn long time,"

        "I know,"

        "Harry, do you love Gracie?"

        Harry's eyes narrowed. "Why are you asking me something like that?"

        "It's quite obvious,"

        "Shut up, Niall."

        I smiled after him as he made his way into Gracie's room. He pulled on her hand and kissed it. Yeah, he was in love. I could already feel his emotions that he didn't even understand himself.

        Then something like a pang of loneliness hit my chest.

        Wonder what that was about.