My Immortal (H.S.)

Charter 8

Rose P.O.V

After every girl was called, I was the last, like always. They all were sold around 800 every single time .

"And now...the last slave to be sold for the night." That was my time to walk out, as I did it was as if the men's eyes seemed to get wider with the more I walked. When I reached the host he began to speak.

"We are selling her starting at 500....600....800...." Hands went flying up in every section, right and left. I was so confused, why me? There are many other girls that are much better than me who look better than me...I don't understand.

I don't face the audience instead I stare at the floor in hopes it ends soon. Until I hear a familiar voice speak up...

"5,000." I look up to meet with blue eyes, he wore a black suit and red tie, hair.. sleek black and pushed back to the side. Pale white skin, light red eyes. Which grew darker and darker.

"7,000." I hear someone else say. I look for the voice and notice it was, Harry?

"Wow that's a lot of money... Are-"

"Yes I'm sure, I'm willing to..." He said in a calm tone, he seemed so confident.

"So am I..." I see Harry look at him in determination.

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Harry's P.O.V.

I look at Him dead in the eye, I am not going to let him win...ever. I want her, she is going to be mine. Mine only.

Don't do this....Kris.

"Hell yeah I am,  and you cant stop me. Besides... she seems like a treat." With that my blood begin to boil and my hands itched to grab and slam him to the nearest wall. I didn't notice I was walking over to him until I was face to face with him. He always took what ever I wanted...even the girls I dated, he even took her. Nichole. She was so nice and caring, but ever since she allies with him and left me she soon became a vampire and she wasn't the same anymore. She turn evil, just like Kris. Kris is a pureblood, he is almost like a king but he's a prince but I'm more experienced than him.  Although he is in the lower level he somehow found a way to steal things of mine. I don't know how but he did.

"Back down, right now Harry. You'll lose. We both know it."

"Never." I clench my jaw in confidence. I'll never back down.

"Fine...you asked for it." He smirked at me and faced the host,

"11,000."

"25,000." I yelled back and did the same.

"32,000."

"50,000."

"1 million!" I yelled. Kris looked shocked, he didn't have that much money...I did.

Everyone began to whisper in wonder and surprise. I look at Rose's reaction, she was amazed and speechless.

"Well....1million.... anyone else?" No one answered instead they waited for Kris to speak up, but he didn't.

I smirk in contempt.

"Well then I guess its 1million going once.....twice....sold to King styles!"

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Rose's P.O.V.

I am harry style's slave .....I'm Harry style's slave...

I didn't know how to react, I was to shocked. Too shocked I couldn't hear the audiences noise. It wasn't until I feel a pinch and stinging on my neck I reach over and pull out a needle, with what used to be a shot with some , anesthetics?

I began to feel my eyesight fade away slowly. My leg grew weaker and weaker. No...more like numb and cold. I try to look at my hands and fail instead I see blurs of colors. Next thing I know is that I'm falling from the stage and onto someone's arms. I try to move but, my body feels so heavy, I felt like I was being put down with heavy metal chains. I try to scream but no noise comes out. It's just an errie silence. I was losing my senses slowly...and painless.

"Rose!" Was all I heard before darkness got a hold of me and consumed me whole.