Devilish

Chapter 57

Raiza's POV

It was almost 3 am and Harry hadn't returned yet, making my concern grew every minute that passed. 

"Where are you?" I whispered, biting my lip as I looked through the window.

There was something making me feel uneasy yet I couldn't quite figure out what it was. Niall was sleeping on the couch but I didn't want to wake him up and bother him with my stupid paranoia. My door was closed and Niall was just a few meters away so we can say I'm safe.

I took a last look through the window but this time towards Harry's house; lights were on and you could hear the loud music and shouts coming from it. Those guys really know how to party, I thought to myself. I wonder if Harry will be pleased to see his house after that kind of party... I smiled when I imagined his reaction.

A cracking sound on my door snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned around hoping to see Harry walking in but my smiled faded away when I saw nothing.

"Harry? Did you arrive?" I asked, not moving from the window.

There was no answer.

"Niall, is that you?" I asked again; my nerves starting to get on edge. Please let it be Niall. Please let it be him.

Suddenly the room's temperature decreased drastically and I could see my breath. I wrapped my arms around my body and started to move my hands up and down in order to warm up.

"Guys?" I managed to say though my chattering teeth. 

Then it was pretty obvious what was about to happen when I started to see a dense black mass crawling up the wall and forming what has been haunting me from the beginning.

The black figure.

Panic started to fill my entire body when the door began to open slowly and behind it I could see a hand. The door slammed wide open and my eyes widened when I saw Louis standing just a few meters away from me.

"Well, hello love." He said, smiling widely. I could tell he was a drunk. 

"W-what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to cover myself. "W-where's Niall?"

"He's asleep." The light brown haired guy said, walking towards me. "Like reeeaaally asleep." A smirk formed on his lips and I knew if I didn't do something this would end up bad for me.

I opened my mouth to scream but Louis' hand was soon covering it. "No screaming, love." He said, shaking his head in disapproval. "We don't want to cause a scandal. Every one is having sooo much fun at the party. Let's not spoil it for them, shall we?"

I kicked him were it hurts and ran away. But little I managed to move when I felt his hand on my wrist and soon I was facing him again; his blue eyes piercing my hazel ones. "Fierce, just how I was told." I shut my eyes closed when I felt his finger caressing my cheek.

Harry. Niall. Please anyone. 

A tear streamed down from the corner of my eye.

"You're crying?" Louis said. "What? My touch is disgusting to someone like you? Only Harry can touch you? He's only worthy of you?" The tone in his voice sounded angry and dark. "You think you're so fucking special, don't you?"

"Lou-Louis you're drunk." I managed to say. "You-you're n-not thinking straight."

"Let's just finish this shit." He said, without any expression on his face.

I closed my eyes again and I couldn't control my crying. My whole body began shivering when Louis' breath could be felt against my skin. Suddenly I heard a loud bang but I didn't want to know what was happening, then I fell to the ground and noises of things breaking could be heard all over the room.

I crawled to the side of the bed and hid. If someone else was here to "have fun", I didn't want to know nor participate on their type of fun. My heart was pounding and I was having trouble breathing. 

"You fucking piece of shit! What the hell were you thinking!?" I heard Harry screaming at Louis. My heart warmed up when I knew he was here. I peeked my head form the side of the bed to see the whole scene. Louis was motionless against the wall, Harry had him by the neck and was tightening his grip every second it passed. "Don't you dare to fucking touch her again! You heard me!?"

Louis began kind of laughing and I knew Harry was going to wipe that smirk off his face soon. I covered my eyes when Harry lifted his fist; a horrible sound was heard followed by a sound of a burden hitting the ground.

Deadly silence was what could be heard next. I stayed hiding behind the bed with my eyes closed and not wanting to get out. 

"Raiza." Harry whispered. "Angel, open your eyes."

I did as he told me, but slowly. When my eyes met his, there was something different about them. 

"Y-your eyes..." I began saying. "They lo-look darker. Like some kind of really dark green now, not emerald."

"Must be the lack of light." He rushed to say. "Did he hurt you? Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine." I whispered, looking down. "I was just scared and I think I'm sore because of the fall. But I'm fine." I reassured him. I couldn't stop more tears from coming out when images of what had just happened a few minutes ago filled my mind.

"Fuck! I'm so stupid. I shouldn't have gone out!" Harry yelled at himself, standing up. He ran one of his hand through his hair and ruffled it. "I can't believe now Louis is meddling in this! Bloody fucking hell! Who's next? Liam? Fucking-" 

"Could you please stop cursing?" I said, wiping my tears. 

Harry turned around and his eyes softened when he saw me. He knelt down and hugged me. "I'm sorry angel. I'm just fuc- I mean, I'm just really tired of them always ruining everything." A deep sigh scaped his lips. "I'm sick and tired of them trying to get you. And of them hurting you."

I tightened my grip on his shirt and buried my face on his chest. "C-can you please stay un-til I fall asleep, pl-please?"

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead and I could feel a smile forming on them. "Do you really think I was going to let you sleep alone after this, angel?" He whispered against my forehead. I smiled a little when I heard him saying that, it made me feel safe. "Come on, let's get you back to bed." Harry lifted me in princess style and carefully placed me on the bed.

I pulled the covers up as Harry lay down beside me. I slowly cuddled up to him in case he rejected me or didn't want to, but I was relieved when he didn't do any of them and instead he hugged me and pulled me even closer.

"Raiza, Raiza, Raiza." He said, caressing my head. "You're more of a challenge than what I thought." 

I lifted my head and looked at him. "What does that suppose to mean?"

Harry smiled and then laughed. In matter of seconds, he was on top of me leaning closer to me. "It means that when I get you, it will feel ten times better." He whispered looking straight into my eyes. The distance between us was becoming smaller and smaller, until Harry's lips were on mine and goosebumps were all over my skin in just seconds. 

"Harry." I whispered. "I-I-can't..."

"Sh." He hushed me. "We're not going to do anything you're not ready to. I just want to kiss you."

I couldn't help but smile when I heard him saying that. "Ok, who are you and what did you do with Harry?" 

"I honestly don't know." He said. "What have you done to me, woman?" 

"I just have been myself with you." 

"Good." The curly haired guy said. "I need you to show me your true self. That pure and innocent soul." A yawn espaced my lips, making Harry laughed. "You should go to sleep, angel."

"You should too." I said, trying to keep my eyes open.

"Don't worry about me. You just close those pretty brown eyes." He lay again beside me and kissed my forehead. "Goodnight angel."

I put my head on his chest and hugged him. "Goodnight Harry."