Undead Protector - MAJOR EDITING - Harry&Alice book 1.

Chapter 8

"What? What do you mean he's angry?" I panic as we pull into the drive way
"Because-." CeCe is cut off by a massive bang of thunder, causing it to pour down "He's... Protective over you"

I was about to reply when "Alice!" Harry's deep voice echoes the street "Out of the car now!" He pulls the door open, ripping it off it's hinges
"Do as he says, Al" Summer subtly whispers
"You should take Summer's advice" Harry booms. I unbuckle, before hopping out the car. Evading his shocking red eyes. "In. Now." He says to the other two before they scattered off quickly, nothing but a blur to my eyes as I watched them leave.

I heard Harry's knuckles click as he fisted his hands tightly. Why was he so angry with me?
"Look at me" He ground his teeth.
Reluctantly I looked up, meeting his intense stare, flared nostrils, clenched jaw and eye brows furrowed in fury. I was scared. No- I was beyond scared, the sight before me was knee-wobbling, lip-quivering, heart-racing, scary. I couldn't fit all my emotions into one. As I absentmindedly watched his mouth move. I heard the words he was saying - They were so loud, the whole of London could most likely hear, my mind just couldn't make sense of him. I am under-pressure. I don't know what to do or say.

Do I cry? Do I scream back? Do I just listen? Nod and smile? Walk away? 

"Are you fucking listening?" He roared, louder than before snapping me straight back to reality. I bravely shook my head "Why can't you just listen?" His anger rose as he uncontrollably made the ground shake in some kind of earthquake. It wasn't strong, but strong enough to cause me to lose my balance. I fell to the ground with a almost inaudible thud because of Harry's shouting and profanities, I looked up at him as he looked down at me, I scooted back resting against the car to get a better view. He ran his long fingers through his curls in frustration.

I could tell that he was trying to calm himself down as the rain began to lighten, turning to a light drizzle but the thunder and lightening were still filling the afternoon sky along with the occasional rumble of the ground.

Harry's loud shouts turned into a softer raising of the voice, making it far easier for me to understand
"I worry about you, Alice. I worry about failing your father. I- I need to know where you are and why you are there, everytime. It's just a natural instinct. You need to tell me if you're leaving, I don't care if everyone else knows or if you are even going with them. It's up to me. It's me who promises your dad I'd protect you and I- I can't do that if you just leave" He yells before talking in a hushed tone. His eyes closed slightly as he quietly counted - calming himself down.

"You can't treat me like a child" I whisper, avoiding his eyes once again. I see the lightening light the sky a fluorescent purple. He's angry again and I am stupid, he had just calmed down and I say the wrong fricking things. Wow, we need a freaking award over here. I am so smart. Note the sarcasm.

"I'll stopped treating you like one, when you stop acting like one!" He says and thankfully he is no longer shouting but the impassion in his slitted eyes proved he was even angrier than before
"I-I... I don't act like a child!" I stood up, confidence burning within, but my shaking hands and heavy heartbeat said otherwise
"Oh you don't? What about the "Oh my god, take me to my kitten" and "Haha, don't forget to feed me!" Childish, Alice. Immature" He sternly says, putting on a high-pitched voice when needed.

"I don't sound like that" I smile slightly as he rubbed his throat after his painful attempt of sounding like a girl
"That maybe so, but you're still immature" He attempts to frown but it just doesn't work.

Wow. What a way to end an argument. But I am still dead frightened right now. My legs were frozen in place, not daring to be nearer to Harry, not blinking - frightened to miss something, the back of my neck is dripping with cold sweat and I my unsteady heart feels as though it's skipping every other beat. I would do anything right now, just to get away from his changing eyes. But the way they changed from a relaxing jade, to a firery then a glistening gold before the process is repeated, intrigued me immensely I almost didn't want to look away, I was truly captivated.