Risks (Harry Styles Vampire fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

"What are you doing here," I asked him, my voice filled with annoyance.

"Just checking up on things, brother. Though I did get a little heads up, if you know what I mean," he winked at me. I stared at him not understanding at first, but then...

"Your gift...I've forgotten," 

I began to get nervous wondering about all the thoughts Niall could see in my head, if he could see my thoughs now. Did he see what was on my mind when thinking about the kiss? I wondered if he knew what i felt like when i was kissing Elena. It was special to me, she was the first person who ever gave me that fluttering feeling, butterflies. I felt almost offended at the thought of having someone be able to see what I was feeling during a moment when I was under the trance that only Elena can put in affect on me. 

"Reading minds is quite a big thing to forget, don't you think so?" I didn't reply, hoping to end the conversation.

"Where is she? You know your special "blood bag" " he spoke the words chuckling slightly at his harsh remark.

When he used the word "blood bag" to describe Elena, my blood started to boil. Heat rose to my cheeks, flushing me with anger. My knuckles began to turn white after balling my fists so aggressively. 

"Don't you have somewhere to be Niall, it's been 7 years since last time I saw you, what's your business being here now?" I replied trying to cooly calm myself down from his comments on Elena and ignore them. 

"You've underestimated me, brother. I know she's the one dad spoke about, the one he said you would find. I couldn't miss this one in existence moment. I know she's not here, I can't smell her blood," he added.

"She's out being human, maybe something you should go back to pretending to do and go back to where ever you came from," I spat. 

"What does she smell like to you? If it's anything as dad explained you must want to kill her every second," he sent me a crooked smile while stiffling a small laugh from the back of his throat. 

"It's a struggle, but I wouldn't hurt her, not that it concerns you," i replied.

"Well actually, that's why I'm here," I start to get frustrated, what is he trying to say.

"What do you mean?" I hissed at him.

"I mean, the reason I came here wasn't because i read your mind. I was already here before I read it, you need to be close to the person to be able to see into anothers thoughts."

"Why were you here already," I can feel wrinkles of agrevation forming on my forehead.

"Well you see, I was a few towns over, visiting a few old friends and I could smell this blood, like nothing I've ever experienced. It was so strong, I couldn't resist it, even though it was miles away from me. Kind of like the blood dad explained to us when we were young vampires. So I followed it, when I got here, your thoughts found me, telling me the same thing was happening to you," 

"And who's your special "blood bag" " I asked hoping a wouldn't hear a praticularly beautiful girls name.

"Hmmm heres the problem, brother." he started. "Looks like we have the same taste, My blood bags got long brown hair, dazzling brown eyes," he continued. 

"Elena."

"I've been watching her from a distance, school, in the town, I even saw her talking to you," he smirked at me.

"Stay away from her!" I almost screamed.

"You know I can't do that. You know how her blood smells. The sound of her heart beating. How the steadiness of her heart is always in your ears, even if your miles away.You know how much you want to drain her of every drip of blood in her body, yet protect her from everything, though you have barely interracted" 

"You don't know her," i speak my teeth gritted.

"I will,"

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Short update sorry!!!!! Just wanted to put something up!