disintegrate
eight
"take you down another level
got you dancin with the devil"
sky's pov +
his body was leant down; eye level.
his swollen lips were next to my ear; breath at a steady, slow pace.
each time his sweet co 2 hitting my ear drum.
each exhale.
i inhaled sharply.
i still had no idea why i was frozen.
why this boy; harry; had this effect on me.
for gods sake i had just met him today.
but then again; i really hadn't met him.
meeting someone in my dictionary requires actual talking.
and all that had been going on here was breathing.
eye contact.
silence; which was interrupted by the clearing of someone's throat in the group.
my eyes flickered from the spot in the dark brush i had been focusing on so contently, towards the source of the noise.
it was the boy who had called me a bitch.
he looked impatient.
"harry c'mon we don't have all fucking day. get on with it." the boy sneered, proving my suspicions correct.
my eyes widened at his harsh words, causing his thin lips to creep into a devilish smirk.
why would i give him the satisfaction.
in response harry sucked in a breath, making the back of my neck form goosebumps.
"don't fucking start zayn. i will do what i want and you know what happens when people get in my way."
his voice was no longer the playful tone that it had been just moments ago.
it was just like this boy "zayns" voice
venemous.
but somehow harry's voice surpassed the darkness of zayns'.
it was darker.
evil.
zayns eyes were now like mine; wide.
fear.
"that's what i thought" harry sneered into my ear; his tone not changing back to the one that intrigued me.
still unrecognizable.
but then again
i didn't have anything to recognize.
i don't even know this guy.
i could feel harrys attention shift back to me, as he now softly blew into my ear.
his breath was hot.
probably from the smoke.
"soo angel; what do you think's going to happen?" he questioned.
as if i had a say.
but maybe if i acted confident enough and told him what i wanted, it would work.
it had to work.
i took a deep breath.
i could do this.
"well first of all id like you to stop breathing on me. then you and your little followers are going to give me the bags; MY bags. you are going to let me walk back home and none of you are ever going to bother me again. got it?"
the tone i used surprised me. my voice was clear; confident.
i was going to get out of this.
harry had backed away so that he was no longer heavily breathing into my ear; though his face was still very close to mine.
his expression surprised me as well.
he looked shocked.
not intimidated.
but shocked.
maybe that was enough for him to just let me go.
but oh how i was wrong.
he brought his cig back to his mouth.
sucked in.
breathed out.
in a matter of seconds harry's facial expression no longer held shock.
oh no.
he almost seemed angry.
noone moved.
nothing moved.
this was my chance to make a run for it.
yeah i still wouldn't have my bags but my mom would let me rebuy everything once i told her what happened.
if i even told her.
if she even cared.
before i could think any more
i ran
as fast as i could
praying that they wouldn't follow me.
praying that i wouldn't hear their footsteps running after me.
but i guess my prayer didn't work.
because all i could hear as i ran
was the my heart beating faster than it ever had before
and people behind me.
no.
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