Blood and Basketball

Chapter 12: The Fight Part 2

Grayson POV

Harry was such an idiot. There was no way he could beat me in a fight. I'm a vampire after all, and he's just a student athlete. I could take care of him and no time, and go off to live the rest of my life with Klarissa.

I wanted it all with Klarissa. The white pickett fence, the yard. I wanted Klarissa to be my loyal wife while I was an NBA star, but Harry Styles was trying to ruin that dream for me.

Harry thought he was asserting his dominance by making the first move, but my quick vampire reflexes kicked in and I was able to easily dodge him. Before he had time to recover, I landed a nasty uppercut, purposely using the fist where I was wearing my national championship ring because I thought the diamonds might cut into his skin. It clearly worked because he stepped back hissing in pain. We fought back and forth for a while, and I was surprised by how evenly matched we seemed. Maybe Harry was also a secret vampire. I reached to pull his hair, as that cascading mane was an easy target. Harry cried out and clawed at my hands to stop, scratching me and drawing blood in the process. Oh, so we were playing dirty. I let go of his hair and clawed at his arm, he stepped back noticing thin lines of red leaking out from between the tattoos on his arm. The scent of his blood started to drive me crazy, and I lunged at him, a new kind of anger in my eyes. Only this anger wasn't targeted towards his kidnapping of Klarissa, it was like I was so mad at how hungry I was, how much I wanted my best friend.

Luke POV

It was getting tough for me to watch the fight. It was definitely tough for Louis too, but I could tell he was trying to hold it together. But the constant sniffling and rubbing of his eyes wouldn't fool me.

"Lou-" I began.

"Y-yeah." Louis stuttered on the verge of tears.

"I-I think we should go..."

"But what if they kill each other!"

"Louis, this is their fight, not ours, and I can't bear to see our friends hurt each other- hell I can see you clearly can't"

"I don't," but then Louis couldn't hold it back anymore. Salty tears flowed down his cheeks. I hated seeing him so upset, so I took responsibility and started kissing his tears away.

Slowly, I saw Louis calm down and respond to my kisses. Before I knew it, his tongue slid down my throat and slithered like a snake.

Eventually, however, we had to pull apart from each other to catch our breaths. I looked over and saw Klarrissa blushing profusely, clearly uncomfortable by Louis and I's intimacy.

"Louis, I think we should go,"

"O-okay," he stuttered as I scooped him up bridal style.

As Louis and I exited the gym, both Grayson and Harry noticed and paused their fight for a moment.

"Where are you guys going?" Harry growled.

"We're leaving assholes!" Louis cooed. "Cut this bullshit out before you both beath the shit out of each other!"

Harry POV

Louis and Luke left the gym, hand in hand, Grayson and I exchanged a quick glance but decided to keep fighting. Someone had to come out on top. I wanted Klarissa to be mine.

I kind of blamed Louis for this. If he hadn't told Grayson I was kidnapping Klarissa, she would still be living in the basement with me as her captor/lover.

Klarissa POV

It felt like Harry and Grayson had been at it forever. I had never seen a fight between a werewolf and a vampire before, but I couldn't imagine how brutal it would be. I could practically see steam coming out of both boys's ears because they were so mad. And all for me. I felt so stupid. They were both about to kill each other, and it was my fault. Finally, they seemed to tire, that or they were both about to die. Harry and Grayson were no longer even on their feet, they were pathetically slumped on their knees grabbing at each other lazily. Both were bleeding, and I noticed Grayson had a bad black eye while Harry seemed to be holding his shoulder weird. Who knows what other injuries they had.

I had to do something to stop this. I stood up crying. "Stop it!"

Grayson and Harry both froze and looked over at me.

"You have to stop fighting, it's breaking my heart" I bawled out.

"No, we have to keep fighting until there's a winner!" Grayson growled.

"I won't stop fighting until either I win or I die." Harry snarled back.

The two boys then resumed pathetically punching each other.

"I can't take it any more! I can't watch this. I'm leaving!" I said standing up.

"Well then who won?" Grayson asked.

"Who are you choosing?" Harry also asked.

"I have to go think about my decision. Because a stupid fight like this definitely won't show where my heart is" I said running through the door of the gym, almost slipping on all of the dirt that littered the floor.