Sinister

Chapter 1

The tea I had made was getting cold. And that man in my room isn't awake yet. It's been two days. Nothing. He's laid on my bed, almost lifeless. There's been times where I'd check his pulse just to make sure he was alright. And he was. Just.. Passed out.

Peppermint tea. It's always been my favorite. Since I can remember it's always helped me in times of stress. It's a calming sense. This was my sixth cup.

"HELP!" I finally heard something besides the burning kettle. "GOD HELP!" I quickly ran up the steps into my little room. There he was. Thrashing in the sheets. I quickly ran over, trying to find a position to help the man. But he was being wild. Banging on the bed, sweating.

I got to my knees, placing my hand on his clenched one that had gripped the sheets. His body came to a halt, eyes darting to my hand then to my face. His body tensed then backed off the bed. His eyes turned... A dark color. Black even. Black as the night sky.

"Please.." I whispered, slowly getting to my feet again. My hair cascaded in front of my face, trying to hide my own fear. What the hell am I doing?

"Who are you?" He growled, nails scratching the wall behind him. His bare skin was no longer covered in bullet wounds. His skin was kissed with the sun rays. Beautiful. Unnatural. "I said.. Who are you.?"

"My names Blair," I whispered. "Blair Hazel."

"How did you find me Blair Hazel?" he has, easing a little. His body was still tensed. Guarding himself.

"You don't remember?" I whispered. His face showed confusion. Then fear. "I found you.. Hurt. In the woods and-"

"Did you do this to me?" He asked finally releasing the walls. In a supernatural speed, I was pinned against the wall. The dark eyes were piercing into mine, hands gripping my arms. He was strong. Too strong. He was hurting me. "Did you try to kill me? Are you working with him?"

"Please.. You're hurting me," I tried to get out. He wasn't going to let go. "No. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Give me one good reason why I should rip your heart out," he growled again. "Why I should rip your head off? Kill you right here." I could feel his hot breath touching my ear. His lips were but inches away.

"Because," I whispered, trying to save my breath. "If I didn't.. take you in.. you would have been killed. I saved.. you." His eyes finally lit up from the black color to a navy green. His grip released, having me drop to the floor. Coughing echoed the room as I tried to gasp for air. "Great way to thank your savior."

"Sorry," he murmured to himself. He helped me to my feet only to have myself back in fear. He realized it, not doing much. He just stood there, staring at me. I knew he was scared. I was too. An unknown man coming into my home.. Threatening to kill me. What was I thinking?

"Come," I motioned towards the door. "I made tea." He didn't know what to do besides... Follow. He followed me. Right into my small kitchen. He was still shirtless. And his pants were ripped. "It's peppermint." He took the cup from me, downing it in a second. Besides the fact that two minutes ago he was threatening to kill me to having tea with me.. Doesn't feel right. He's dangerous and I think we can both sense that.

"It's good," he said, accent thickening. "You made this?" I nodded again. He took another cup drinking it. He must be just as hungry.

"I'll be back," I said, shaking inside. He was frightening. What am I doing? Helping this.. Creature?  

*flashback.*

"Come on big guy," I said to the sleeping man as I placed his arm around my shoulder. "You can do this." What was he doing out here by himself? Why am I helping him?

He could be dangerous.

"FIND HIM!" I heard voices yell from a distance.

"Shit." I didn't know what to do. This man is unconscious. People were looking for him. What the hell do I do?

"Just protect him," a voice called softly.

"Hello?" I whispered loudly. "Someone help this man!" 

"This way." 

"Shit shit shit," I suddenly got a wave of adrenaline and made it back to my car. I laid him down in the back seat and quickly jumped into the front seat, starting my car and speeding away. "Shit shit shit."  

*end of flashback*

What was I thinking? I must be going crazy. Yupp. That's it. Defiantly crazy.

"Uhh Blair," the man said coming into the living room. I looked back to see the broken kettle in his hand. "I tried to make more and.. It broke." He looked so.. Confused and distraught. He didn't look harmless. But I can't let my guard down. Not for a second.

"You need clothes," I whispered to myself. "You need clothes." He looked down at his bare chest then back up at me. "I have some of my ex's things here. You can use some of them." I walked into my room again, seeing thy basically two of my walls are trashed. I quickly pulled the box from my closet only to see the man face to face with me. "God!" I cursed dropping the boxes. "You can't just sneak up on me like that!"

"Sorry," he said with a whisper, picking the boxes up. He put them back into my hands, almost as if he was a small child.

I pulled out a black shirt and a black pair of jeans. He began to unbutton his pants almost undressing in front of me. "Woah! Calm down buddy boy!" I quickly stepped out of the room and into the hall. He definitely didn't know better.

I cleaned up the broken mess in the kitchen, mopping up the fallen tea. I need a new kettle and a new pack of tea. Candy canes. A lot more food. Feeding two mouths.

All within this half hour, things will have changed for me. Forever I suppose.

"Umm Blair," the man said again, as if he was in trouble. "I'm.. I'm sorry about this morning. I was scared and... I don't know what came over me. But you're a really nice girl. Taking me in and what not. I'm sorry and-"

"What's your name?" I asked, cutting him off. He didn't see that one coming. He looked back between both eyes. Then to my hands, back to my face. What was I giving off? Fear? Hate? I couldn't tell myself.

"It's Harry. Harry Styles."

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