I Need you (H.S Vampire)

Chapter 24:

Chapter 24:

(Harry's pov)

"What you drinking there?"
"If your asking what I want I think I'll have a brandy" she smiled
"A guy who knows what he wants. I like it" she said .
"Bartender!" she said raising her voice to get the attention of the bartender. A man walked down the bar towards her.
"How can I help you love?" he said
"Can I get a brandy with two shots of tequila?" she said getting a £10 note and slides it towards him
"Keep the change" she said winking at him. she looked towards me
"What brings you to this crummy bar? Bad day?" She lowered her lip when she said 'bad day'
"You could say that" I said before drinking the last bit of my lager. The bartender put the drinks infringing of us. I nod a thanks to him.
"So what's your name?"
"Harry " I said before taking a sip of my brandy
"What about you?"
"Dixie"
"Carter?" I ask. The I remember that name from somewhere
"Yeah why? have we met before?"

*flashback*

"Please don't kill me!" she yelled. I pulled Liam back from trying to target her neck
"Get off me Harry! I need to feed!" I pulled tighter on my grasp of him.
"Leave her alone Liam" I said punching him. He turned to face me before he ran vampire speed away. She ran up to me, her wavy ash blond hair smacking in my face, blocking me from kissing her an seeing her face.
"We need to find Dixie Carter, she's the only one who has the blood to stop him" I said.
"But she'll die" she said as she looked up to me. I still couldn't see her face : her hair was blocking me. All I could see were her eyes.

*flashback over*

"No but my friend does"
"What's their name? I might know them"
"I can't remember from the top of my head" I couldn't tell her it was Liam just incase she knew who he was and what would happen to her
"Ahh ok" she said
"So do you live in this part of town?" she asked. I think she's just trying to start conversation.
"Yeah. what about you?"
"A little too close to this pub"
"What do you mean?"
"I live above the pub" i took a gulp of my brandy.
"Sounds fun" I said sarcastically
"No not really. you've constantly got middle age men yelling, the stench of the next vomit and then when you look out of the window, you can always see the next passed out man on the front that nobody cares for" I don't think she understood my sarcasm
"if you don't like it then why don't you move?"
"It's because the rent is free" We go silent for a moment, I was just staring into my drink whilst she was looking around awkwardly.
"So where do you work?" I asked trying to break the awkward silence
"Here ; hence the free rent"
"Ahh"
"Where do you work? let me guess : you work in office somewhere involved in finance with your mates"
"Actually I don't work. I don't need too"
"How does that work?"
"I don't need to work for the money when i've already got it" she raised her eyebrows as she was more interested in the fact that I had money.
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