One Direction Imagines Book Three

Harry - Vampires Part Four

You awake to find yourself wrapped in Harry's bed covers, tucked in a safe and warm environment.

You breath in the scent of him, as the nervous butterflies calmed themselves by his scent alone; strange, you thought. Trusting him hadn't seemed like an easy task, until you felt enthralled by him, completely and utterly, safe.

Looking up, you almost jump, noticing his presence as he sat up next to you in the bed, his glimmering green eyes staring at you in awe.

His eyes were beautiful, and each time you studied them, they made you feel like you were in a safe hidden part of a forest, with him for protection.

Something felt different. Once you calmed yourself down enough to settle into his sheets last night, you felt him slip into the bed beside you.

You had tensed; pretending to be asleep as you wondered if he knew you were really awake.

Yet had wrapped his arms around you, laying with you as the minutes ticked by. He's a vampire; he doesn't sleep. But he stayed with you until you trusted him enough to fall asleep in the safety of his embrace.

- and now, you found yourself to still be alive. He hadn't hurt you, and he hadn't intended to. He had simply intended to keep you safe, and so far, he had kept that promise.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?" Harry peeps, having noticed you flinch.

"I just didn't expect you, that's all."

Harry looks back at you, letting out a small sigh as he thinks to himself, 'she could never love me', Nobody as wonderful as her could ever love a vampire'.

He wants to protect you 1.) because he's a kind person, and 2.) because he feels something for you.

But you're the first person he's let into his world, and you judged him straight off by not trusting him.

Of course he understands that lots of people have trust issues; and his world was certainly a surprise to you, but he was sure his heart would shatter once he told you that now you were a sitting target for James, you could never leave his house to go back home. Not without consequences.

"Are you alright?" You ask, watching Harry as he stares at the wall ahead.

He startles, coming back to reality as he clears his throat and shakes his head in admittance.

"Y/N, I don't want to freak you out. It's just that - you do know that now James is..." He trails off, trying to put the words in a sentence appropriate.

"Wanting to kill me?" You offer.

Harry nods, not daring to say the words.

"You'll always be a target to them." He tells you, wincing slightly as he awaits for your reaction.

"But you said - y-you said they were leaving soon." You remind him, your heart beat racing.

"They are leaving, but that doesn't mean they won't come back for you at some point..." Harry trails off, biting his bottom lip, nervously.

"Tell me,"

"Tell you what?" Harry asks, confused.