One Direction Imagines Book Three

Harry - Vampires Part Three

Startled, you jump, hearing a loud knocking at the door.

It was one o clock in the morning, and already you could hear Harry's footsteps as he stumbled out of bed.

The door opened as he entered, walking over to you quickly.

"Y/N, please do as I say and don't question it until afterwards," Harry whispers, delicately.

You nod in response as the loud banging noise starts again.

"Go into my bedroom, hide in the wardrobe and cover yourself with this blanket. It's covered in my scent and will hopefully hide yours." He explains, in a hushed tone.

You nod, taking the blanket as he wraps it around your shoulders, before heading downstairs.

You quickly enter his bedroom, opening the wardrobe and quickly getting into it as quietly as you could before shutting the door behind you and wrapping the blanket fully around yourself.

Harry's P.O.V.

"Harry, nice to see you again." James greets, shutting the door behind him as he invites himself inside.

"What do you want?" I reply, my tone subtle, yet sharp.

"I know she's here, Harry, I could smell her scent all the way from your driveway." He scoffs, raising an eyebrow expectantly.

"She was here, I'll admit, but she isn't anymore. I brought her back here the night you tried to attack her and I helped her, but she refused to stay and I took her home." I cover.

"Funny that, because I've been to her home, and it doesn't smell like she's been there for days." James retorts, not believing a word I say.

"What do you mean she's not there? What have you done to her?" I growl, knowing I had to be a good liar in order to persuade James to leave.

"Harry don't play games with me, it won't work. I know she's here, and I will find her." He growls back.

"She's not here." I argue.

"Well, if she's not here, you won't have a problem with me taking a look around will you." He smirks, running upstairs as I follow him immediately.

I catch him just before he opens the wardrobe, standing in front of it as I guard it with full force.

"So, this is where you're hiding her?" He questions, letting out a cackle.

"You're not going to touch her because I won't let you and you won't go through my things either." I defend.

"Oh really?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"What do you want from her?" I snap.

"I want to make you squirm, Harry, that's what I want." He smirks, leaning closer.

"Well you've done that now, so move the fuck on." I hiss as his blue eyes darken.

"I'm leaving in two days Harry, and I will have her before then, do I make myself clear?" He seethes, sharply.

"Perfectly," I agree.

"Good."

"But you're not going to go anywhere near her without a fight." I add, as he smiles, falsely.

"I'll be coming back when you're least expecting it." James tells me, stepping away from me as he makes his way towards the door.

"Oh and Harry?" He calls, turning back around.

I don't respond, instead looking at him for whatever nonsense he has to feed to me next.

"Don't even try and run from me, because I have more power than you ever will." He whispers, before he sets off running.