Outsider

What are you?

))MAJOR FUCKEN PLOT TWIST AHEAD OMF((

The Sparks were flying everywhere. My lips tingling at the unfamiliar sensation. I hadn't felt this way about any other boyfriends of mine. Not that Harry is my boyfriend. We moved our lips together passionately. Soon enough he broke away from the kiss, out of breath.

"Harry," I whispered, "what are we?" He took a breath. "I'm not sure but soon I want to be more than friends. I just have a lot of stuff to figure out and I want to ask you properly." I nodded, completely understanding what he meant.

The bell rang for sixth hour and I said goodbye to Harry. As I was walking away he grabbed my wrist pulling me back, "You're not getting away that easy." He softly places his lips on mine, not a needy kiss, a pasionate one.

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School was over and I decided to go for a walk in the forest, cliche right? I drove out to the closest opening and hopped out of my car. I jogged out, eager to see the sights. After about an hour I found an open field. I smiled at its beauty. I took a seat in the middle. After a while I heard rustling in the bushes and felt eyes on me. Shivers ran up my spine. The hair on te back of my neck stood up as I saw a brown wolf emerge the trees. It's astonishing green eyes stung mine. It took steps towards me as I started crawling away, it lowered its head trying to not look menacing. I tried to scream but no noise came out. After what felt like hours it reached me and sat down.

It stared into my eyes. My bottom lip trembling. It bent its head down to my hand and licked it. I raised my arm and set it on its head, his eyes closing with satisfaction. "What are you?" I whispered. It stood up and backed away, not after giving me a 'duh I'm a wolf, stupid' kind of face, and I heard the sound of multiple bones snapping. He stood in front of me, naked. I tried not to look at his lower region as I realized who it was.

Harry.

I gasped as he walked behind a tree and pulled on some shorts. My heart beat rose to an unhealthy pace. He walked in front of me and held his hand out. I flinched, afraid.

"Don't be scared. I won't hurt you." He whispered leaning down.

"What are you?" I questioned finally grasping his outstretched hand. "I'm what they call a uh werewolf. But we prefer the term shifters." He smiled as we walked through the forest hand in hand. "We?" "Yeah I am the soon to be alpha of the pack. My father is very ill and I need to find a mate so I can lead my pack." He looked over at me.

"No," I let go of his hand and he frowned, "if you're thinking about me being your mate or whatever, I can't." I spoke quickly. "Why not?" He spoke low. "Would I even be able to have kids? I wouldn't have a normal life or, or a proper job. What about school?" I asked overwhelmed. "Yes you could have children, who wants a normal life when you could be living with your love. I have a question Eva." I nod, "do you feel those sparks when we kiss or when we touch? Do you get a strange feeling when I grab you? Do you get the chills when I say your name?" I nod, "that's because we are mates. Wether you want to be or not, we are." He spoke walking closer to me, "Okay." I whispered as he placed his has on my hips and rested his forehead.

This felt somewhat like a kiss, sitting in silence just holding eachother. Now I know why he's been setting me on edge, or the sparks that fly, and how over protective he is, him being jealous of me and Niall. It all was clear, like a fog had just lifted and all I could see it him. Him. The one I am made for.