Dark and Dangerous

Love Me

*DEMI'S POV*

My neck is so sore. I opened my eyes, stretching my arms out. I blinked a few times and stood from the couch. I felt dizzy and fell back into the couch.

"Harry?", I spoke.

My voice is barely audible. I tried to stand again, but fell and stayed there. I cleared my throat.

"Harry?", I said, but my voice was no different.

"Demi.", a voice called from upstairs.

Harry ran down and sat in front of me. his hair was wet and he only wore a towel. He stared into my eyes.

"Are you all right?", he asked. "do you remember anything?"

"Michael strangled me and you beat his face in?", I stated as if it were a question.

Harry smiled and sat next to me, "that pretty much sums it up."

I looked around. I'm surprised that my house isn't destroyed. i looked at Harry who was staring at my neck. He took my arm and kissed the row of bruises that littered the surface of my tan skin.

"If he does anything like this again, I won't stop hitting him.", Harry said.

"You won't have to. he is probably at Ed's debating whether or not to come and apologize.", I stated. "god, I'm so hoarse. does my neck look really bad?"

Harry nodded with a frown. his jade gaze stayed on my neck. he turned his attention to my eyes. He leaned closer, licked his lips, and pressed them to mine.

Harry cupped my cheek and pulled me onto his lap. his tongue explored my mouth as his hands ran up and down my arms. I felt Harry hardening between my legs.

Harry's hand slid under my pants, his fingers slid into me skillfully, causing me to curse under my breath. his fingers twisted inside of me, making my heart race and my breathing irregular.

"Touch me.", Harry said.

"W-what?", I stuttered.

"Touch me.", Harry whispered and nibbled my ear.

I unwrapped the towel from his waste and wrapped my small hand around him, causing him to suck in a sharp breath.

"I missed you so much Harry.", I groaned and removed my shirt.

"I missed you more.", Harry smiled and reconnected our lips.

*MICHAEL'S POV*

I sat up quickly and hit my head. fuck, my nose. I opened my eyes, blinking them a few times before my vision was clear. I sat up, this time avoiding the shelf above my head.

"We need to talk Michael.", I heard a voice speak.

I looked over to the chair next to my door and saw Ashton. He stared at me with a very displeased expression. why does my nose hurt so bad? I feel like it's pushing into my brain.

"About what?", I asked.

"You went out around seven last night.", Ashton frowned. "Harry brought you back here."

"What?", I asked.

"You smelled like fucking bourbon and Harry said that you strangled Demi to the point where she passed out."

"I would never do something like that.", I said.

I wouldn't. I would never hurt Demi. Ashton stood from his stool and cornered me. when he's angry or upset about something, he's quite frightening. plus, he's the closest to Demi of all of us. except Harry of course.

"Well you did. why would you even fucking dare going to her house after drinking?", ash is now shouting.

I flinched when he got even closer. his hazel eyes bore into mine. the anger behind them is almost painful.

"I don't even remember what happened ok?", I yelled back.

"I don't fucking care. you're an absolute dick for doing this. For cheating on her. that's why she was kissing Harry.", Ashton sneered. "because you're a fucking jack ass."

Ed, Luke, And Calum ran into my room and pulled Ashton away. he fought against their grip.

"What are you doing ash?", Luke asked.

"Why don't you ask Michael here?", he snapped. "go on! tell them what you did to her."

I stood there, unsure of what to say. then it came to me. I went to a small bar after Demi left and I was angry after seeing them kiss.

So I went to Demi's house and she made me angrier. that's when I strangled her and got my face smashed in by Harry.

"I hurt Demi.", I stated and began to cry.

I've never felt so guilty in my life. why the fuck would I do such a thing to someone I love so much? I was angry, sure, but that's no motive for what I did.

"What? why the fuck would you do that mike?", Luke asked.

"He was drunk. he was drunk and fucking drove to her house.", Ashton yelled. "you could've killed her, you know?"

"Let's just leave.", Ed said.

*HARRY'S POV*

"Demi, your neck looks pretty bad. maybe you should get it checked out.", I suggested.

"No, Michael will get in trouble.", Demi frowned.

"Who gives a fuck? Its one thing to cheat on you, but strangling you?", I shouted. "that crosses the fucking line."

"He's still my friend.", she stated.

This woman infuriates me. but I love her so much. she's just so perfect. it just makes me angry that she is so quick to forgive people.

"I don't care. he hurt you so he should be in trouble.", I grumbled.

"If you tell anyone, I will...", Demi started. "well I don't know what I would do. but I will do something."

There was a knock on the door. Demi gestured for me to stay put. it's probably Michael. she opened the door and the gasp that fell from her lips tells me that it's Michael and his nose is probably really swollen.

"Demi I'm so sorry.", he said.

"It's ok. you were angry and I kind of fueled the fire.", she stated shyly.

I stomped over to the door and glared. Michael's nose is swollen beyond belief. I didn't think it would be that bad.

"Maybe you two should talk.", Demi suggested.

"Ok.", Michael agreed.

She stepped away from the door. Michael smiled at me, causing me to role my eyes.

"You're a very lucky lad.", he stated. "She's a good bird. take care of her."

"I will.", I replied as Michael stepped away from the door.

I closed it and turned to Demi. she had a cheesy grin on her face like a fat kid with cotton candy. it's fucking adorable though and I love it. I will take care of her this time.