paint it black [h.s]

[seven] the devil

-Stella-

There was something different about him.  Something bad, evil, demonic, but it was pulling me towards him, and I had no idea what it was, but it was intriguing.  We talked about nonsense for about another hour after that.  Harry had decided to walk me home.  I was still scared, however.  

"So," I started, "thank you for today." I was trailing along the sidewalk next to him, trying to keep up with his pace while he looked back only a few times.  I looked at him assuming I'd see his bright beautiful eyes, but instead I saw an evil dark green.  He ignored me.  Deciding to keep quiet, I kept my head down, accidentally bumping shoulders with others a few times.  

"Watch it, you bastard!" Harry yelled toward the innocent man who'd accidentally ran into me, looking scared for his life.  

"Harry," I warned, hoping to get him to calm down.  I was ignored again.  Harry grabbed my wrist harshly, sure to leave a mark, and pulled me down the sidewalk and into an alleyway.  

"Let's do this again.  Look,  uh Saturday night, I'll pick you up, just meet me at the coffee shop ... uh seven o'clock."  With that being said, he turned and ran off in an odd way.  Almost as if he was being controlled by something and he was late for something.

After realizing I was stuck in an alleyway at alone, I decided to walk home.  It was nearly 9:30 by this point and I was in desperate need of sleep.  I walked quickly, avoiding sketchy places and people.  I felt relieved as I stepped into my house.  Immediately, I rushed to my bedroom, avoiding anybody and anything in my way.  I let a huge sigh escape my lungs.  

That night, the only thoughts I had on my mind were Harry.  Harry, Harry, Harry.  I thought about his long, straggly hair and how it fell so beautifully past his shoulders.  How his simple cross tattoo on his hand can tell me so much about him.  

With these thoughts, I still remembered Phoenix.  He denied it but I knew something was up, and I was going to find out.  

-Harry-

I felt terrible leaving her alone so quickly, but I just felt so many different emotions at that moment.  He was trying to take over me and over my actions, but something was stopping it.  I knew what it had to have been: her.  I needed her.  The thoughts filled my head again.  God, just imagining her lips on mine was even arousing.  

"You don't deserve her, you are not worthy of her love."

Normally, I would admire his words, follow his commands, but now I wish he would just go away.  Once I made my way to my building, I could hear a few drunk mean laughing and yelling from upstairs.  I rolled my eyes and avoided them.  A sigh escaped my lungs as soon as I was in my flat, and I thought about her all night.  

hey babesssss, I know its been a while but literally it's so hard trying to come up with ideas leading up to the part i have in mind.  i apologize for updating very very slowly and i apologize for this being so short but you at least deserve something

please comment what you think xx sorry that its terrible, just trying to lead up.

i love you all thank you for reading this and waiting so long and putting up with my slow updates xx  more details in the next chapter, i have a great idea for it

xx natalie