The feeling of falling frontward stopped as a pair of arms had caught me. I looked up to see hypnotizing green diamonds looking straight to mine. His hair perfectly ruffled. It was Harry.
He gave me a smile and I couldn't stop looking at him. He had a spell on me and I couldn't explain how and why.
"You should be careful next time, Cricia. I don't want you to get hurt." He said as our faces were inches apart, as I felt his breath against me.
"Crickette! You okay?! Don't doze off like that!" Fritz said worrying and had gotten me back to myself. I blinked and shook my head as Harry had let me free from his hold.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for making you worry Fritz." I said rubbing my arm.
"Well, I'm glad you weren't hurt, thanks to..." she looked at me then at Harry. His hands were now in his pockets.
"Thanks." I said to him in a weak tone.
"No problem. Just be careful next time. I won't always be there to catch you." as he gave both of us a wink. And walked to the four other boys.
I then faced Fritz to see her right eyebrow lifted.
"What?!" I asked shrugging and walking away.
"Oh Crickette..." she made a sigh and followed me back.
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From the 4th period to the 6th, the boys didn't show at any of them. I was just guessing that they were scheduled in other classes. Thank God! I had the chance to focus on the discussion.
Even when the 6th period had started, it only seemed like minutes had gone by when I realized It was lunch.
I waited for Fritz down the hallway fixing my locker. When someone's hand hit the locker beside mine and created a harsh sound.
"Hey baby sis!" Afriel.... What a surprise?! I forgot to tell you about my brother. He got into this college because of the university's varsity tryouts. As the years slowly passed, so did the good traits that my brother had. He became a jock and became a complete ass after that. I could even say that hes changed so much. I hate him and not just because he bullies me because hes older, but because hes dating Tarte! Yes, Heather Lexi Tarte, the bitchy slut. Oh how I hate them both.
"Well, what do you need now? Since you only speak to me when you need something..." I said shutting my locker door and facing him.
"Heh! Sure, whatever. Tomorrow will be friday, and I know you're driving home. We wanna come." He's so annoying its like hes not even my brother.
"Wait... "We?" What do you mean we? The jocky club?" as I scrunched my eyebrows.
"No....... My Heather! I wanna introduce her to mom and dad, if dad is home." WTF?! That insulting little slut. I am not gonna let that excuse for a woman become my sister-in-law hahahaha like no.
"Heather Tarte? You're kidding right?!"
"No, im not." He replied seriously.
"Why do you have to bring a girl home? And why does it have to be that slut? Mom will be furious!" I tried to change his mind.
"Why don't you bring a boy home so we can be fair!!!? And how dare you call Heather that?!!!" He started shouting at me as he lifted his palm I knew he would slap me. All I did was shut my eyes as I waited for his large hand to hit my cheek...... It didn't. I opened my left eye to see Harry holding Afriel's wrist.
"Never lift a hand to a lady." Harry's voice was low and his eyes were a shade of dark green. Afriel pulled away and asked,
"Who the hell are you?!"
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Bitten (Harry Styles Vampire Fanfiction)
FanfictionThey say that vampires crave for the one they love's blood. The risk of killing the one he longed for because she wasn't like him. She wasn't a vampire. But he loved her truly. Would he change her and live all eternity? Some may ask. But the biggest...
