Harrys POV
"G-Goodbye Harry."
Goodbye? Good-fucking-bye? What the hell is this? Did she say Goodbye to me? Nobody. I mean Nobody says Good bye to me.
"Ky-"
She was already running. She wasn't a fast runner, but she sure was speedy. I trailed behind her, but she kept looking back. I waited for her to slow down, eventually, but she just kept running. Is she that afraid of me?
She stumbled along an uneven path and quickly shook it off, getting up. Luckily, I caught up, grabbing ahold of her as she got up.
"L-Let me go, H-Harry!" She said, panting. She was tired, and sweating. A few cuts in her neck and a few noticable ones on her arms. I traced my fingers gingerly over them. She winced, causing me to stop.
"S-Stop. Let me g-go."
"I'm not letting you go."
"Why?! Am I some game to you? Let me go, Goddammit!"
She was stubborn, loud, and bossy when she was angry. I kinda liked it-
No, what the fuck am I saying.
"Your coming with me." I hissed, grabbing her un-cut arm. She struggled, trying to break free from my grasp. "Struggling won't help anything, babe." I said, winking. I took off flying into the foggy sky.
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Kyleiah's POV
Harry. Was. Flying.
He was flying. Like literally flying. Maybe I should say levitating since he had no wings like an angel? Or maybe I was dreaming because of blood loss? No, it couldn't be blood loss. I only had a few cuts on my arms and neck.
Maybe it was because Shelby punched me too hard? I mean, once Harry started to fly, I saw random flashes of unicorns. Okay, i'm officially losing it.
Pinch yourself, Ky. It's the only way.
Forcefully, I pinched my arm, causing me to wince. Harry chuckled, trying to look down for something. Where were we? Why can he do this? Why am I not going into panic mode which consisted of crying, puking, and hyperventilating?
"We're landing." Harry said, as we went slowly down. He kept looking at me, but I refused to say anything. I mean, you can't blame me. The boy can fly, and i'm utterly shocked. We arrived in what seemed as a village, or town. It was abandoned in the front area, and all I can see was flickering lights.
Although, when we got out of that disgusting town all I saw was land. Pure land. Dead grass, hill-tops, and just.. land. Acres of land. Harry motioned me to come with him, but I couldn't see anything. It just looked like we were walking.. to nothing.
"Harry where are we?" I finally muttered. Harry chuckled. "Vampire state, babe."
I hated it when he called me babe. It made all the butterflies in my stomach erupt. I was getting sexually frustrated, right now. His deep, husky voice with that bouncy hair of curls.. oh my God. I'm going insane.
Anyways, Harry seemed to open a door, but it looked like he was just opening a door in mid-air. I walked inside, waiting for something to happen, but nothing.. just.. land.
"Paul." Harry said, nodding his head. Okay, maybe I am dreaming. Dreaming of something. This was creepy, and Harry seemed so out of it. Like he was delusional. Maybe that's it! He's mentally ill!
I heard a few whispers from nowhere as me and Harry walked absolutely nowhere. "Okay, you can sleep here." Harry said, gesturing towards guess what.. air.
"uh.. okay." I said, sitting on the ground. "Silly. The bunks." Harry said, gesturing again. I sighed, pretending to sit on something, but something actually held me up. "What is this? An invisible bed?"
Harry's eyes shot open and it looked like a light bulb went off in his head. He grabbed me and started to walk the same way we came in. "Don't say anything." He muttered, running now. I ran as fast as I could to keep up with him. I was still tired from thinking about what just happened.
I heard screaming from a distance, like someone was chasing us. I looked back and there was.. nothing.
"Grab my wrist-"
"No."
"Grab my-"
"No-"
"I swear Ky, grab my wrist!"
I quickly grabbed it as Harry's anger rose higher.
"Bite me." He muttered. I looked at him. "Bite what?!"
"Bite my wrist."
I inched my face closer to his wrist, opening my mouth. I heard the screams coming more closer, and closer. "Hurry up!" He said, his eyes flashing red. My eyes widened more and I quickly bit his wrist. There wasn't any blood, and I chomped down really hard.
No scream, no howl, just.. silence as Harry flew back into the sky. "Your going to feel a little dizzy-"
White dots swirled my mind. Unicorns and rainbows started to come back, singing "Pompeii" by Bastille. I quickly fainted in his arms.. and with that said.
Everything was black.
No..
Everything was red.
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A/N
A litle cliff hanger for you guys <3
So, i'm getting braces tomorrow for my semi-ugly teeth so I won't be updating tomorrow unless I have an extreme sense of boredom.
So, sorry for the weird updating schedule.
I update when I can.
School's boring, too.
They keep giving me homework, tho.
And drama...
Welp. Bai.
(That made no possible sense ^^)
Xoxo
-Anonymouse :)
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