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Beginning of part two:
His lips gently meet mine once again as he desperately tries to find me to react and immediately I start to move my -already swollen- lips against his. He moans and his hands slither towards my waist, grabbing my hips in each hand and instead of pulling me closer, he steps forwards resulting into both our heated bodies to come completely in contact.
My fingers trail up his times chest and soon enough I wrap them around the back of his neck. I could feel the sweaty skin dampen the tips of my fingers but I couldn't care less right now. All I care about is how much he cares for me.
His lips perfectly mould together with mine. We didn't 'fight' for dominance or whatever because he knew that I rather prefer just kissing on the lips instead of tasting each other.
I felt the grip around my waist tightened ever so slightly as I released an almost inaudible moan. I really didn't want to stop but I really need a few gasps of air.
As slowly as I could, I disconnected our lips and pulled my head back but I quickly placed my forehead against his and we just took a few seconds to catch our breaths. I closed my eyes and the only sound audible to me was the gasps we both took from the passionate kiss we just shared.
We opened our eyes simultaneously and that caused small smiles to be spread across our expressions.
"Promise me one thing Katy..." He breathed out and immediately a small frown set upon my features.
"And what would that be?"
A smirk broken into his face as he spoke. "Wake up."
"What?" I asked, completely dumbstruck at why he is asking me to do.
"I said, wake up."
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Katy has been having these types of dreams for a while now. She has them once in a fortnight and she is sick and tired of them It's been happening for almost 4 months now; having these dreams, sharing intimate, angry, happy moments with a guy who doesn't even show his face. He keeps it in the dark while Katy is standing in the light.
At the end of every dream the man would tell her to wake up and when she did she would always, and I mean always, had this feeling that someone was close to her. Watching her movements as she scans the room, hoping to find whoever she is scenting that is there. He watches the confusion in her dull pupils as they lost all their light in the night Harry commented a huge sin.
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Moving on, it's been 2 years. Yes 2 years. Two years of living with these 5 vampires, a few months living with 6 and then another few months living with 5.
Max has been busy lately with his new love life. Yes I know. Max and Love? In one sentence? Well at first even I could get it past my head but I got over it and was actually pretty happy for him. He moved out with her and yes she is a vampire already so it's not at uncomfortable as my time with these boys were. The surprise is the fact if who she is.
She is Stacy.
You remember Stacy right? The girl who showed up at the doorstep to talk to Zayn that afternoon. Yeah her.
I -luckily- haven't been turned into one of them yet and I'm happy about it. I'm not very keen on the fact of turning into one of them, I just cringe away. Just putting that out there.
Things with me and the boys have never been greater. Well yes only 4 of them because Harry wasn't back from where he is at the moment. We know he isn't dead because apparently he actually communicates with the boys through their mind messaging shit. Only rarely though and I have no clue what they talk about and to be honest the boys don't even allow me to listen or know.
Me and Zayn have gotten closer than ever since Harry left but the thing is that we gotten closer but I can't feel anything for him because Harry took that last opportunity of 'owning' me. Zayn does express his feeling for me to me and I'm happy that he feels this way towards me, but unfortunately no matter how hard I try to maybe feel the same, the forceful love for Harry pushes me back.
Oh and another thing. Louis. Louis has actually happily found a girl for him and he is just so glad that she accepts to be his because I think Louis just needed someone to love and take of him. He thought I was the 'right' one but I guess not. Her name is Eleanor Cadler. [a/n I'm sorry if you don't ship them, in this story there isn't gonna be any gay action, just saying.]
Liam. Well Liam has been seeing someone actually. Yeah, He goes to see her a few days in a week and all he has told me that her name is Rita. I haven't seen her ,no, but she seems sweet by they way Liam sometimes talks about her and the way his eyes glisten when her name comes up anywhere.
Moving onto Niall. Well Niall is perfectly fine, watching football and sleeping all the time. It's funny to see how he can literally sleep anywhere.
Then there is me. The girl who lost her innocence to a guy who won't even show himself to her right after the night he took it. I'm alright I guess, living with these guys is great but the forceful love I have for Harry makes me miss him more than ever.
I wonder when the day will come when he comes back...
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