Prey || h.s (On Hold)

Three

I feel the cold wind whip through my curls as I look around for the boy who was previously staring. Come on. I know he's playing games with me now. You're pretty much asking for me to follow you and now you disappear. Grow up.
I know this might sound dumb but hear me out. I am dumb.
I wander into the trees, looking for what I know will be there. I just have an itching feeling that he's in here waiting for me. I keep going deeper and deeper. Until I get to a large boulder. There are many pieces of rock around of different size but they all look like they come from the same kind of rock. I huff, ready to just turn back when I feel someone or something, grab my wrist. Wow, it feels like I'm twelve again and my mom is dragging me out of the snack aisle.
"Ummm excuse me, I barely know you so if you would please let go of me, that would be great."
"You barely know me, yet you follow me into this forest all on your own." He says still pulling me to God knows where. He has a thick British accent and I just want to know how in the hell nobody was talking about this tall, pale, handsome guy with an English accent. That's crazy.
"Touché" I mumble to myself. We stop in an area surrounded by enormous trees. I have no idea where I am and I should feel panicked but I just don't. Why?
"Explain." He says simply, burning a hole through my head with his deep green eyes. So I guess it was just my eyes playing tricks on me when I thought his eyes were red. But still, his eyes were a lighter green when I first saw him.
    "Me explain? How about you explain why you suddenly just appear in my school, everyone knows you already and acts like they have all their life, and for some reason I'm the only one who knows this is way wrong!" I rant, immediately releasing the stress I've been keeping bottled up for the past two days.
    He stares at me, examining me. Not just that. He looks like he's focusing really hard on something. Like maybe how to murder me right here in this forest without leaving a trace. He chuckles.
   "What's so funny?"
"I'm not going to kill you Eden. Although it would solve some problems. I will refrain." He says nonchalantly. Okay, I must really be going crazy because I'm pretty sure I said that in my head.
   "You're not going crazy love." The way he says that last word makes me shudder. With fear. Now I'm afraid and It feels like all my senses are coming to me now. My previous courage suddenly gone as if it was placed there and removed.
   "So," I clear my throat, "are you some kind of magician or..." I say nervously, using humor as always to ease my current state of mind. He takes a step toward me. I take a step back.
  "I'm no magician Eden."  Why does he keep saying my name?
   "You have such a lovely name, how can someone not say it." He smirks tauntingly, wanting me to go crazy trying to figure out if that's exactly what I am. Crazy. Because I know for a fact I did not say that out loud. He takes another step forward. I take another step back.
   "So why is it you are the only one who my powers did not work on?" Wait wait wait. Scratch the record, hold the phone, and shut the damn door. Powers? Did that word actually leave his mouth as if I'm in some kind of fantasy where powers are a thing?
    "Am I supposed to have an answer to that?"
"I suppose not," he pauses, thinking, " I can read your mind like anyone else but I cannot alter your thinking. I can change your emotions, yet your brain seems unaffected by anything else I try to do." He says, seemingly speaking more to himself than me. Okay I've read lots of books and watched many movies. But that's all those are. Books and movies. This kind of stuff doesn't happen in real life. I am amazed and honestly curious to find out more of this boy.
   "What are you?" I cut to the chase. Clearly no human can read minds and "alter" them as well so I won't be beating around the bush.
    "Do you really think it's that easy? As if I'm just going to tell you? My apologies but I enjoy playing with my meal." He grins. This is not a playful grin. This is one full of promise behind it. I'm frozen. Frozen in fear that this mystery thing just referred to me as a meal. Not only that but slowly, I can see his eyes changing from a deep green, to a dull orange color. He takes a final step towards me, closing the space between us. I find myself wanting him this close. Enjoying the proximity. But I know now these feelings are not my own, but something manifested somehow by Harry. 
    "You will be seeing much more of me Eden Black. That is a promise." He says right before he disappears and I am back on school grounds. WHAT? HOW? And furthermore WHY?
    I look around me, trying to piece together what just happened. Did I just imagine all of that. There's no way! But with the events that just passed. I now believe anything is possible. But it doesn't remove the fact that I am afraid again. A meal? I can't get those words out of my head. "I enjoy playing with my meal."
    This can't be happening to me. Not in my hum drum life. Where I wake up, go to school, go to practice, go home, homework, sleep, wake up and repeat. Is it wrong to say I am a little...excited? Yeah I'm definitely going insane but I don't care. I'm up for the thrill.
   Let's hope I have that same energy the next time I come face to face with Harry Styles.

Hey buddie, I know this was kind of a short one. Well they're all kinda short. Sorry about that. But hey, look, more chapters! Don't get me wrong, I'm all for quality over quantity. But where this book is going, I have to have these chapters set up like this. Or some of these chapters at least. I'm sure there will be some long ones. Feel free to ask questions on anything! When I will upload. If I will actually finish this story. Yeah, allat. Alright, comment and vote buddies, it would make my year. Thank you, love you guys, my nonexistent readers! Xoxo

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