Wake

Chapter 2

Emmaline's POV

"I-I'm so sorry," I stammered, turning a shade redder than I usually am.

"Well watch where you're going," a deep, thick voice responded. Staring down I saw a scuffed up, black pair of converse. As my eyes slowly traveled upwards they widened and my breath caught in my throat. The mysterious man had a thick mop of brown curls rested on the top of his head, and he would reach up and push them to the side every minute of so. His face looked like it was carved by angels, or demons more like it, judging by the hard, gravel look on his face. As I stared into his emerald greens eyes I was immediately was transfixed and frightened. I snapped back into reality when his eyes hardened, golf specks starting to show as he sneered at me, "Take a picture, it lasts longer." I stumbled backwards, embarrassed that I had been caught in my unfocused state. I brushed a lock of hair behind my ear and sighed sticking my hand out.

"H-hi, I'm Emmaline Morasen."

"Great, and I'm Harry Styles." He stated sarcastically. Suddenly the door behind Harry burst opened and a cocky looking man stepped though. He had a wide smirk that sent shivers down my spine.

"Hello love," his smirk turning into a grin, "I'm Louis." Then he turned to glance at Harry who stood to the side leaning up against the wall. Louis raised an eyebrow, and smirking he asked, "Am I interrupting anything here?"

"W-what? No!" I quickly said blushing, looking down at my feet.

"Love, my eyes are up here," Louis snapped pointing to his face. I glanced up only to met the steady gaze of Louis piercing blue eyes.

"So, how long have you lived in these apartments?" He giggled his mood immediately changing once again.

I blinked and started, " I just moved in this past week. I'm Emmaline Morasen." Already sick of introducing myself so many times. 

"Nice to meet you Emmaline, if you need any help just let me know. It would also be a pleasure to have you for dinner sometime this week." Louis stated winking at me and following it up with a grin. suddenly a low inhumane sound came from  Harry's throat. It almost sounded like a swarm of bees..wait, was that a growl? My eyebrows furrowed and then Harry and Louis stiffened. 

"Wait, did you hear that?" The raspy voice of Harry's questioned.

"Um," I gulped unsure of what would follow, "heard what? Well I really should be going, I don't want to be late for my first day of work." Harry's eyes narrowed, obvious that he didn't believe me, as I walked past him to the stairs. I glanced back to see Harry's green, cold eyes before he shut the door leaving me to wonder what I had done to make him hate me so much in so little time.

A/N hey what do you think so far? I think I am going to do

Harry's pov but  also don't want to give to much away.. Thanks for reading! don't forget to vote and comment!!