Love, drugs, and a bad past have never mixed well and now with Rosalie Matthews, she'll learn that first hand. She never trusted anyone and she rebelled against who she was. She wasn't sweet, not kind and certainly not the type to fall in love. But one person saw past all her flaws and taught her how to be human again. Harry Styles.

A forbidden love between a Vampire Boy and a Human Girl. THIS WAS WRITTEN BACK WHEN I WAS 13. KEEP THAT IN MIND THAT ITS NOT THE BEST.

She was frightened of him. He'd already marked her, she was his now and there was no going back. Their love was unhealthy...

Book Song: Bad Blood by Sleeping At Last His eyes glowed. The emerald rimmed orbs dilating as he stares at me in the dark. The sense of intensity the eyes of the boy hold make me weak, losing all sense in knowing what to do. He moves closer, hands reaching out, encasing my own hand in his. He brings it to his lips and presses a cold kiss to the back. I stand frozen, unable to move, watching as the nameless boy presses his chest to mine, leaving no space between us. The coolness of his hand presses to the nape of my neck, my eyes closing as he keeps me close. The wind stings my body as I stand in the middle of the alley, the mysterious boy looking deep into my eyes after I open them once again. His eyes softly looking at me as he holds my hand tight, holding it at if he was afraid I would push him away as the other lay limp at my side. His thumb brushes over my jaw and my eyes look at the ground. His head moves to the side, feeling his breath on my ear. “You’re mine,” he whispers, breathing heavily into my ear. He lets me go and I watch as his dark figure walks away, leaving me speechless. I can’t move, his enticing personality making me want him, letting me stand here in my thoughts. The only thing I have is his eyes; I don’t even have a name.

Preston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza

"Harry, you're high as a kite please let me sleep, we have school tomorrow" I sighed on my phone as I stared at my ceiling. "Yes, I might be high as a kite but you're as beautiful as the moon shining through my window into my room right now Audree." he rasped from the other line and I laughed. "Correction, you're high as a fucking plane flying across the world, Goodnight Harry" and with that I hung up and drowned myself in my bed covers.­­

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!