Rose's POV
I feel a warm substance run down my throat, leaving a light burning sensation. I come down from the temporary high that I was in when I feel someone grip my hands. I try to open my eyes but I just feel a heavy force clamping them shut.
"This is all your fault!" I hear a familiar female voice shout from beside me. I realized that it was Gemma because of the thick accent laced in her voice.
"She was being disrespectful. And I already gave her some of my blood so she will wake with no scratches at all sister." I hear another thick British accent say. I really wish I could open my eyes right now. That accent seems familiar though... And did he just say blood? What the actual fuck? That is fucking disgusting. Why would I need his blood anyway?
"She saved me, Harry, I owe her that much to keep her alive." I hear Gemma's voice soften a little before releasing my hand.
"Well, I don't" I hear this 'Harry' retort. I'm also guessing that this 'Harry' is Gemma's brother since he called her sister.
I try to open my eyes again with a little more force than before and surprisingly they actually comply this time. I look around and notice that I'm in the same room as before except it looks a little bit different because instead of lights seeping through the curtains, there is darkness seeping through them. I was sleeping for the whole day? Wow. New record. I look down at myself to see that I was still in the dress I was wearing earlier. I turn my attention back to the two siblings bickering with each other. I clear my throat, making my consciousness known to the both of them. Their heads snap at me so fast that I'm surprised they didn't get a whiplash. I was suddenly lifted off the bed and into a bone-crushing hug from Gemma.
"Oh my god. You're okay." She mumbles into my ear, it was so quiet I almost didn't hear it.
"Of course she is ok. I gave her my blood. You just worry too much my sister." I looked at the guy who was just stood in the doorway with his arms tensed beside him. That was the guy that attacked me! Welp, good thing I don't hold grudges, besides I'm pretty sure we just got off the wrong foot here. Wait, so he is also Gemma's brother since no one else is here and he called her sister again. I notice him saying again that he gave me his blood. What's up with that anyway. I'll tell you what. It's bloody disgusting.
"Hi, you must be Harry." I break free from Gemma's hug and extend my hand to him. He just blankly stares at it, not even moving a single muscle.
"How do you know who I am?" He questions with a stone hard expression etched on his face.
"There's this thing called eavesdropping, it's pretty awesome. Besides, you guys weren't really whispering." I said, looking back and forth between them both, "Also why the fuck would you feed me your blood? That is fucking disgusting." I said in a disgusted voice.
I see Mr. No Emotion smirk before glancing over to Gemma. Yep, I like that name. I'm sticking to it. Anyway, I see Gemma visibly flinch and close her eyes.
"Ah, I see. Well, I wish you the best of luck sister." Mr. No Emotion says with that hot smirk still on his face before walking away. Did I just call him hot? I'm mentally challenged. The guy just attacked me hours ago. Ok, so maybe I hold little grudges. But come on, who doesn't and in my defense, that guy slammed me against a concrete wall. I feel a tug on my arm and the next second I'm sitting on the bed again with Gemma standing in front of me.
"Remember when I said that I would give you all the answers to your questions? I'm gonna give them now if you just promise not to scream." She says all in one breath. I'm kinda confused on the part where she said not to scream but ok. I need some answers so I can get the hell out of this place.
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His Kingdom {Harry Styles FF}
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