"Looks like you're his next victim."
"Jesus Nova, didn't your mum ever warn you about creatures like me?! I'm not good for you and I'll end up ruining you or killing you!"
He wasn't human. There was nothing human about him. His blood was cold and hi...
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Nova
I couldn't tell you what Harry meant by "I don't want tomorrow, I want right now."
He held my hand for the longest time and stared down at me with weak and feeble eyes. His expression was soft and he looked more vulnerable than ever. It was a rare sight and my heart broke as I stared up at him, he was miserable and his eyes were desolate. It was a very emotional day and it was the first time I've ever seen him show any kind of emotion other than anger.
Before I knew it, he was leaning into me, his minty breath invading my nostrils as he dipped his head down so it was leveled with mine. I could smell his cologne on his black shirt. He smelt of tobacco with a small hint of vanilla. He must have been smoking just recently because the way the cigarette smoke mixed with the vanilla made my head spin. I never liked the smell of cigarettes but the way that it complimented the smell of vanilla made me weak. It was such an attractive scent on him.
His eyes studied mine for a second before trailing his green eyes to my lips. He swiped his tongue along the bottom of his cherry lips, wetting them ever so slightly. I couldn't breathe, my lungs felt like they were constricted from how close he was to me. This felt like the darkroom all over again.
When he started to lean closer, his nose brushing mine, I instantly felt nervous and a bit awkward. Not because I wasn't attracted to him, I was, I just felt insanely ill at ease. I'm not used to someone being this close to me, staring at me tenderly while also having the ability to treat me like trash at any given moment.
"What?" I whispered, stepping back a few inches from him.
His once closed eyes, shot open, and he stared at me in panic. He noticed that I had taken a step back from him, and he instantly stood up straight, acting like he had no idea why he got so close to me. I knew in that moment I probably ruined everything.
"Nothing," he stated, walking away from me and rubbing the back of his neck. There was a hint of coldness in his voice, seeming embarrassed from the interaction as well as my interruption.
I felt uneasy with what may happen next so I backed away and walked myself to the elevator, knowing my hour for "lunch" was about to be up. I didn't feel comfortable with what was about to happen, I'm not used to affection since It's never been real or the least bit sincere. I can't help but distrust Harry, he insults me one second and then leans down to try and kiss me the next. I don't even know him. I can't trust him and I don't let just anyone get close to me. I can blame my past for that.
I pressed the down button to the elevator, anxiously waiting for the bell to chime and the silver doors to open so I could escape from the uncomfortableness.
