The Dark Souls •H.S•

•- T.W.E.N.T.Y_N.I.N.E -•

I lie on my bed and sigh out loud while I stare at the ceiling. I then look at the calendar hanging from the left side of the wall and it read, Saturday. I close my eyes; a while ago I finished half of my training for the storm coming our way. Obviously, Harry and the guys, aka The Dark Souls, have way more experience than we do. I can't believe that Harry and the guys are the bad guys. I open my eyes and let out a gasp of surprise.

"What are you doing here?" I ask Harry in a low voice, who is standing right in front of my bed.

"I missed you." He whispered right into my ears and my eyes go wide in realisation that he is right next to me now. He then suddenly pins me on the mattress while he sits on top of me. I look at him with wide eyes, I first look at his eyes, they are still the green eyes I love which are holding some sparkle of mischief and lust yet love in them. Then my eyes automatically go to his lip, to which he smirks and suddenly slams his lips with mine.

I started kissing him back but I pushed him away after I remembered he is not the person I want to be in love with. He looks at me with his dark eyes which are fully filled with lust and need. He ruffles his hair and then bangs his fist on the wall making a thud, causing me to jump in surprise.

He turns to me and the look in his eyes, made my heart clench. They are empty, yet again. He walks toward me and I cautiously crawl back, knowing that he won't hurt me, but a voice behind the back of my head says, be careful.

"Stay right there." I sternly said and he stops but only for a moment and resumes walking toward me.

He then sits on my bed and keep his hand on my knee then looks at me. He just looks at me without a word.

"Won't you kill me?" I ask him, and he stays quiet.

"I know how to kill you, so I might succeed." I said, and look at his face, trying to get a reaction from him.

"Kill me now." I said, and he just stares at me with an intense look on his face.

"Why? Why won't you kill me?" I ask him, my question filled with desperation, he still doesn't reply.

"Why-" before I could complete, his face is suddenly very close to mine and our noses are almost touching. I look at him with wide eyes and take in a sharp breath. I close my eyes and then am surprised by the gentle kiss Harry gave me on my forehead. He then cups my face and I open my eyes. I look right into his eyes and yet again my heart clenches. Then immediately, he left, left without a trace and just leaving behind his aroma.

I wanted him to protest or kill me to stop me before I kill him, but he did neither. Even though he didn't say why he didn't want to kill me now, his eyes said it all. I close my eyes, letting the tears flow out freely and continuously. Those tears then changes to sobbing by myself the whole night till I fall asleep.

I wake up as the morning light fall on my face. I then go to the washroom and look at myself in the mirror. My face is covered with dried up salty tears and I immediately wash my face. I wipe my wet face with a towel and walk into my room.

As soon as I walked into my room, I see Meghan sitting on my bed. She gives me a small smile and I do the same with her.

"Let's go." She said, and I look at her with confusion.

"Where?" I ask her and she shakes her head in disbelief.

"To practice, remember?" she said, her eyes filled with amusement.

"Oh." I said as soon as I realised and my head dropped.

"Don't tell me that you changed your mind." She said, and I close my eyes shut as I heard the disappointment in her words. I look at her and give her a huge smile and roll my eyes.