Looking for Blood // Harry Styles

Chapter 16 // Have you ever..?

Harrys POV

I came back into an empty room. An empty room that consists of a king sized bed, a bathroom, and a small kitchen for our needs. I searched the empty room for Ky. I had to tell her.

I had to.

"Ky? Where are you?" I spoke, my voice shaking. She probably just went out, right?

Yeah, she probably just went out. I sat on the soft bed, pondering whether I should look for her or just stay here. But I just had to tell her.. I had to tell her the secrets i've been keeping. I can't let her trust me without telling her who the real Harry is.

And the real Harry... well.

I'm not proud of him.

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Kys POV

I didn't remember anything. I only remembered the man telling me to kill Harry, the man I once cared deeply for, but now? Now I don't know.

I was lieing on a paved sidewalk when I woke up. They looked familiar, so I must be close to the vampire estates. I just followed the various arrows pointing straight, and sometimes to the right.

I've actually been kicking a dark grey pebble as I walked, it was quite entertaining.

Oh, who am I kidding.

I don't know if I woud sacrifice my life for Harry's. I really don't know. The real question though is if I love him. I'm pretty sure I have some sorts of feelings for him, I can feel it in my heart. It's very small though, very small. They say that when you're in love, you would do anything for your spouse.

Well, call me selfish, but i'm not so sure that I would take my life for his. I mean, I don't know if he would do it for me. He would, right?

I want to believe that, but by the way he's been acting, not so sure.

I felt a weight in my pocket, so I stuck my hand in there. It was a bad idea because I cut myself. It was a knife with a diamond embroidered handle. It was fairly small.

There was a tiny post-it note attached to the tip, which read:

"I want you to kill him with this by the end of the week.

Your truly,

-Unknown."

I don't know who this monster is, but he's really creeping me out right now. I started running, afraid that he would kidnap me, yet again.

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When I arrived at the estates, I quickly shoved the knife in my pocket carefully so I don't stab myself to death. I saw a stressed Harry on the bench infront of the building, his head in his hands.

"Harry?" I said, walking up to him. He popped up in an instant, his eyes brimming with tears.

"Ky.. " He muttered, crushing me in a bear hug. I hugged back, chuckling. "You missed me that much?"

He faintly smiled, sitting back down. He gently tapped the seat beside him, gesturing me to sit down. I obeyed, sitting down.

"I have something to tell you, Ky."

"You can tell me later, i'm tired."

I don't want to talk right now. Especially after what happened.

"Please...." He begged, staring at me. A tear drop quickly fell from his eyes and onto his lap. Okay, this was getting really creepy.

"Fine." I muttered, laying my back on the wooden bench.

"D-Do you love me?" He asked, his voice cracking from time to time.

I remained silent, because I didn't really know if I loved him. Should I say yes? No? I don't know? Maybe?

Just thinking of it hurts my god damn brain.

"I-I-"

"It's okay, you don't have to answer. I just.."

He trailed off and started staring at something among the trees. I looked to, not seeing anything.

"Did you see that?" he whispered, pointing to absolutely nothing.

"Harry, what the hell are you talking about-"

"There it is again!"

"Harry- are you mental! There's nothing there-"

He got up and started walking towards what he 'saw.'

"Harry! Have you lost your mind! We're not supposed to go there! Thus the name Forbidden Forest!"

"Shut up!" He yelled, covering my mouth with his freakishly large hands.

"DId you head that?" He whispered, yet again. The boy's delusional.

I shook my head, not wanting for him to clasp his filthy hands on my mouth.

He walked into the array of trees.

Okay, this is officially the creepiest day of my entire life.

I followed him, looking back every once in awhile. I don't now what he was stalking towards, but I wanted to know.

Or maybe I just wanted to get out of this forest.

"What if we get in trouble?" I hissed, accidentally stepping on a branch.

Harry looked back and glared. "Shut up and follow me."

And so I did. We continued this pattern for about 4 more miles, or that's what it felt like to me.

We came across an abandoned house. It was made of wood on the outside, and the wood was rotting, and the smell was absolutely disgusting. It was raining the other day.

"Let's go inside." He said, stepping into the pathway to the door.

"Are you insane! Who knows what's in there! We're already taking a risk! Let's turn back!"

"It's too late for that, sweetheart."

with that he just trailed off towards the door. I groaned. He'd probably hurt himself.

He opened the door slightly ajar and went in, making quiet steps. I imitated him.

We looked around the house and it was abandoned,  or at least we thought it  was because it was dark and the room was empty.

"Ky, how nice of you to come back...." a familiar voice said.

But then it didn't matter because that one statement was stuck in my head.

Then again, what the hell did we get ourselves into?

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A/N

I finished some of this on my phone so sorry for any grammer mistakes or punctuation mistakes.

I'm too lazy to edit.

Xoxo

-Anonymouse :)