Demonized {Harry Styles AU}

Beds {10}

It had been 3 days since I saw Zayn at my door. nothing really happened in those days. no trouble, no demons, no 'monsters' trying to kill us. Harry and I wondered why.

I walked into the living room and sat on the floor next to Harry, who was reading the newspaper.

"We need furniture."

He turned his head and looked at me, "why?"

"Because a bed is necessary Harry."

"It will be when I finally get to take those clothes off." he winked.

"Harry I'm not joking, we need a bed."

"I wasn't joking either, but let's go get one, we have the money." Harry put down the paper and stood up. he helped me up and I grabbed the keys.

~~~

"Do you even know where we're going?"

"Yes." Harry said.

"Then what street is this?"

"I don't know. I don't go by street names often. I go by just walking." he said running his hand through his hair.

"Whatever."

After a few more minutes of silence Harry spoke up.

"Did you have a boyfriend before all this?" he asked.

"No. I preferred reading romance novels, not living them."

"Why not?" he asked with a smirk.

"All those emotions lead to heart break. it always ends terribly."

"You don't know that." he said seriously.

"I saw my parents fall apart through the eyes of a child. I saw heartbreak with my own eyes. I physically say my mother's heart shatter. My father died that day Harry. so you don't tell me what I do and do not know."

"I'm sorry-" he began.

"Don't. he's gone. So is she. it's over."

I walked into the furniture store. I gazed by all the employees offering help. I went to the beds. I saw a cast iron bed. a twin size. it had black rods. I touched it. it was cold, as cold as ice.

"Separate mattresses? really?" Harry asked walking up behind me.

"I don't want to sleep in the same bed as you."

"That's fine. I just thought sleeping alone was a bad idea." he shrugged.

Harry picked out a black wooden twin bed that had carvings of disturbing figures on the head board.

"Is that necessary?"

"This?" Harry asked pointing to the carvings.

"Harry those are mental."

"So am I." he answered smirking.

"Whatever. let's just pay and be on our way."

"Wait." Harry grabbed my arm, "we need a couch and stuff."

"Fine."

~~~

Harry finished putting the sheets on his bed and sat down. I sat next to him.

"Oh now you want to be in my bed?" he asked smiling.

"Shutup Harry."

"Whatever." he laughed.

"Why'd you pick a black leather couch?"

"Because it's sexy." he answered smiling.

"It's also very uncomfortable."

"Not true. you'd be amazed the kind of sex you could have on that thing." he smirked.

"I'd rather not."

Harry got off the bed and held out his hand. I took it and he helped me up.

"There's a bar 5 blocks down from here, clementine street, take a cab and go have a few drinks. ease your mind." Harry said grabbing my jacket.

"I don't drink Harry."

"Have some sparkling water and enjoy a nice basketball game." he smiled. His calm tone made me feel uneasy.

"Harry what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. it just thought you'd be a bit annoyed if you spent the rest of the night with me because all I'm gonna do is make sexual passes and eat." he kept his head down. like a shy child.

"You know what that's not a bad idea," I lied, "I'll he back in a few, maybe an hour. don't wait up."

I took the keys off the counter in the kitchen.

"I won't." he said shyly. it was around 9 pm.

~~~

I ended up having a sparkling water and talking with some guys about sports, which I don't normally do but hell it was fun.

I turned the key in the door and opened it quietly. it being around 1 am I knew Harry wasn't going to be awake. I eased my way into the apartment to see the bedroom door shut and candles lit.

I heard the sound of skin on skin and slight moans.

I pressed my ear to the bedroom door and listened.

"Don't make a sound baby. oh my god." I could hear Harry breathlessly call out.

More moans and more skin.

I'm done.