Creatures in the Dark

Chapter 20: Centuries

His hands tightened around my waist pulling me closer, not wanting a single gap between us. His lips were pressed on to mine very gently but he began to grow more aggressive, his kisses harsh and breath-taking, but I didn't want to pull away. His lips soft against mine, making me crave for more, but a voice in my head said, Stop, slow down, what are you doing? But every part of me ignored it. My hands climbed up his chest, exploring every piece of his body until I came to his biceps, grabbing them desperately for him to be closer because I felt like he wasn't close enough. His long, cold fingers slipped under my shirt, a chill running down my spine as he ran them up and down making me quiver under his touch.

His mouth opened, making mine open at the same time. Harry's breath blended with mine and felt warm and sweet. And without warning his hands grip the hem of my shirt, slightly lifting it. My eyes widened and I immediately pulled away from Harry, blushing. I stepped away from him, pulling away from his warm embrace.

My eyes looked away from his; avoiding his gaze. But he surprises me with a small kiss on the cheek, making me face him with a smile. "That was breathtaking," I bit my lip, keeping myself from grinning.

He smiled and brushed his hands against mine before wrapping his fingers around my hand. "You're so cute," He says and pulls me in for another kiss; brushing his lips lightly against mine tenderly and gently.

"Harry, what are you even doing? Why are we even out here? Are you taking me back?" I ask. His face falls when I look at him, and his hand close around mine more tightly. I sigh. There was nothing I could do anyway, life was just unfair that way.

"I have to," He says. Shocked, I was completely dumbfounded by his unexpected answer. "I can't leave you here, Angie. I like you and I can't keep seeing you get hurt by them."

Tears filled my eyes as I attack Harry with a hug, my hands wrapping around his neck and pulling me closer to him. "Thank you, Harry," I whispered as I bury my face into his neck. I swallow hard, keeping the sobs away as I close my eyes, tears escaping my eyes. "Thank you,"

Harry's Thoughts

I wrapped my hands around her and placed my chin against the top of her head. I swallowed. 

My eyes wandered into the far distance, trying to push away every urge of actually drinking from her. I closed my eyes. I rarely drank from humans, feasting on only animals, which only made my thrist for blood grow stronger. The thirst for her blood.

It was tempting, just like how Zayn said it would be. I breathed in. Her scent was like a drug and I wanted more. I wanted to taste the blood that are racing through her veins right this second. That's why I needed her to leave, run. We were monsters. We're uncontrollable when we drink, craving and dying for more, even killing the victim. I couldn't do that to Angie.

"Harry?" Her small voice ringed in my ears as I pulled away, "Are you okay?" I opened my eyes, staring at the beautiful girl before me. I just couldn't bring myself to hurt her. She was beautiful.

 Her eyes, were framed with long lashes, and were sparkling, light brown that stared back at me, concerned. Her hair was a rich shade of mahagony that descended past her shoulders, while loose pieces, that was tucked away behind her ear, fell in front of her face, hiding her nose and full lips - She seemed like a picture of perfection.

I nodded and gave her a smile which she returned, her whole face suddenly lighting up, suddenly reminding me of Katarina. I stared. She was such a splitting image of her, except for the hair and the eyes.

Maybe that was also the reason I cared for or loved her so much, she was just like the girl I had fallen in love centuries ago. Or we fell in love centuries ago.

"Your Majesty," I dropped down to my knees, bowing down before Katarina. "You wanted to see me?" My gaze fell upon Katarina seated in a long, velvet couch , her head tilted back, eyes closed as if asleep. She opened her eyes as she caught me staring, her mouth curving into a smile.

"Harry," Her voice was creamy as she called my name. "Come here," She said as she patted the empty seat beside her. Her blue eyes sparkled as I did what I was told, getting up from the floor and placing myself beside her. Her blonde hair was tied away into a perfect bun, a small hair accessorry pinning it up. "How are you?"

Her hands touch mine and casually wraps her fingers around each finger, hooking them togethor. "I'm great," I answered. My eyes watched her as she playfully played with my hands. "And you?"

A small laugh escapes her lips, making my insides flutter with emotions. I bite my lip, watching her slowly kiss each of my fingertip. "Wonderful," She sings as she jumps off the couch and spins around, her white dress following her actions. The castle felt dark and dull, but when she laughed and danced, she lightened up the room with just simple actions. I followed her, my arm casually slipping around her waist, leading her with a simply ball dance, our heads playing a melody for us to dance to. Even without music, our dance was rhythmic and filled with joy.

She twirled around before wrapping her arms around my neck and gazing deeply into my eyes. "I love you," She whispered into my ear, as she latched her lips onto my neck, gently sucking before biting the spot and draining away my blood.

I bit my lip, holding back a groan. "Love you too," I sighed.

I clenched my teeth, the sudden memory tearing me apart. "Katarina," I whispered. I had hoped I only heard it, but Angie had sharp ears.

"What?" She asks, her hand giving mine a squeeze. "Are you okay? You seem... Worried?"

"Just a flashback," I laugh, "Nothing to be worried about,"

She bit her lip, "It's a girl," She smiles, "Who was she?"

Shaking my head, I refused to speak. She tilted her head to the side, giving me a confused look. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy," She frowned. "I was just curious, that's all."

I nodded my head. And suddenly everything spilled. "Her name was Katarina." I began to walk, pulling Angie with me. We strolled through the forest, talking. "Katarina was a Pureblood, the highest of all vampires, as they were the only ones that were able to possess the venom that was used to alter any human to a vampire. And that was how I, Zayn, Niall and the rest were changed. She was our owner, yet our lover. She coverted us because she thought our lasting love would be forever, that we would be bound togethor forever, our undying love always connected in the future."

Angie nodded, frowning. "Do you love her?"

"I did. She died. Centuries ago."

Notes:

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