Do you understand? (harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 4

I woke up in my bed, thank god, it was all a dream. I got up quickly and changed into my floral dress and flats. I put on a light coat of makeup and went downstairs. I picked up a slice of toast that my mum had made me and with a goodbye shouted over my shoulder headed off out the door to school.

Physics. Possibly the worst subject ever. And now I had a double period of it. The teacher droned on and on about something I was only half paying attention to when I remembered about the dream I had had. I remembered everything almost like it really happened. His Jet black hair that I just wanted to run my fingers through forever, that flopped over his eyes when he looked down at me, his pale flawless skin that highlighted his sharp features perfectly, The pain that soared through my body when his fangs sunk into my neck, but most of all I remembered his scarlet eyes that were surrounded by full black eyelashes. How could something so evil look so beautiful?

"Mrs. Woods, are you paying attention!" my teacher boomed looking rather worried and fidgety if you asked me,

"Oh...Y-yeah sorry." I mumbled.

"Speak to me after class." he said lowering his eyebrows into a frown before turning his attention back to the whiteboard.

"Mr. Malik..." I began as the school bell rang faintly in the corridor.

"Yes. Eve.." He sighed. "You really need to pay attention in class. You are one of my best students but even you can't afford to daydream."

"It won't happen again." I blurted.

"I'm sure it won't..." he mumbled looking very distracted "You are free to go."

"Thanks." I muttered and left. I ran down the stairs and through the school gates.

"Shit!" I muttered, it had completely slipped my mind that tryouts were today and there was no way that I was getting my car out of the parking lot. I began walking towards the woods adjusting my bag so it wouldn't fall, I would get my car tomorrow.

I had been walking for a good half an hour when I heard noises coming from my right. I naturally turned to see a guy hunched over a dead animal. I kid you not. Before I could get carried away with my thoughts the boy pulled away from the stag, picked it up and swung it over his shoulder. He turned in my direction and I was met by the very creature that was in my dreams.

No.

I backed into a tree and watched his face contort into one of rage. "What the hell are you doing here!" he screamed suddenly seeming a lot closer than he was a second ago.

"Your real." I stuttered.

"No shit!" he seethed."this is private property you know!"

"I see why." I replied becoming uncomfortable with how close we were.

He shook his head and rested his forehead on mine with a pained expression gracing his features as he screwed his eyes shut.

"You have to come with me." he whispered.

"N-No, I have a family, I have to look after my sister tonight!" I screamed as his eyes turned darker.

"I will give you an hour to get your things and say goodbye." he said seeming to have an inner debate with himself. "Then I will pick you up and take you home."

"Take me home?" I said my voice breaking.

"Yes." He said letting his lips graze my cheek bone. I fluttered my eyes closed

"Home." He whispered placing his lips on my forehead firmly. I inhaled sharply still not used to the cold chill that lingered my skin when we touched. Suddenly I felt a gust of wind blow over my skin.

"Harry." I began and opened my eyes ready to ask him where exactly home was when I was met by my brother who sported a very confused look.

"Who's harry?" he questioned beginning to look angry. My big brother has always been protective over me ever since I had my first boyfriend at 13, two years ago.

"Nobody." I said trying to sound brave but my voice betrayed me.

He have me a look saying that we will talk about this later, I nodded and began to get nervous knowing that I will probably never see him or Grace again.

I began to head to my room and I sighed when I saw that my bag had already been packed and my window was unlocked. I began to head towards the shower to clear my head and to get rid of this chilly feeling that still graced my skin eerily.