Dangerously Safe

27. Plans •

Chapter 27 of ∂αиgєяσυѕℓу ѕαfє?

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HARRY'S POV:

Uncontrollable. . .

I became someone who I try to not become. Someone who I try to never let out. Someone who I regret becoming. I became a monster.

I could feel my jaw tense before it became stiff and my hands were curled up into hardened fists. I could feel my fangs bearing out and getting longer from their normal canine size. I hissed. My eyes burned up as they became and deep, dark shade of red and golden. My mind was set, and only set one one thing.

Max.

I gave him the deadliest glare I have ever given anyone, literally expressing my anger and hatred for him between mine and his eyes. I could slightly see the amusement in his cold brown eyes. 'How dare he. He finds this fu.cking funny?! He just suffocated Katy and he finds this something to laugh about? Oh he is gonna regret ever doing this...so bad' I talk to myself in my head as a smirk plastered across my face. I don't feel any sympathy in killing him right on the spot. A growl errupts from me.

I take one intimidating step forward and from the corner of my eyes, I see Niall pick Katy up bridal-style and carry her limp body towards the living room. Liam follows but as he is about to turn the corner, he gives Max a worrying look. What? I shake my head and just shrug it off, I might off been mistaken. I looked back at him and stare right into his soul, suddenly forgetting about anyone but him.

A sudden hiss roars out of my mouth as I lunge towards him, punching him square in the face. His late reaction causes this to send him flying and his back hits the wall behind him, making him wince ever so slightly. His head snaps up towards me and suddenly his eyes change colour and his fangs grow to the maximum as he shows off his yellow teeth to me, giving me a raspy seethe.

"Your gonna regret doing that..." He spits out and my eyes narrow. This piece of shit can't do anything to me or with me. He is a useless ba.stard. I curse him in my mind.

He stands straight up and immediately springs for me however I easily dodge his worthless jump and swing towards the stairs, bouncing up them in a blurry speed. I reach the top but as I turn around, I am pushed against the wall roughly as I feel multiple throws and punches all over my abdomen. He starts to hit me with even more force and now few cuts and bruises were already forming on me. It took Louis' help to shove Max off of me and onto the floor. All of a sudden Louis' grip slipped and Max came for me again. I stretched my arms out to block him away from me and squeezed my eyes shut. As Louis was about to pull him back away from my weak self, I felt something tear up my wrist.

I yelp screamed out of my mouth as my eyes shot open, to his fangs clawing at the veins in my wrist. It hurt like hell. I shoved my hand away from his -now- bloody teeth however his mouth was attached to my hand so I had to yank my hand away from him. I pulled my hand back to me and looked at it shockingly. My eyes wide open as blood squirt led out if the new wound on the end of my arm, underneath my hand. The damage was from my wrist up to my inner elbow. His teeth scratched all the way down my arm when I pulled it away from the idiot.

I hugged my arm to my chest and looked up to see Louis in a straddling position on Max and giving him a piece of his mind. Max on the ground, Louis had an advantage. And he sure as hell did take it. With every punch Louis would say something.

"How"

Punch

"Dare"

Punch