'' I used to always think that I was better alone....but that was before I met you, that was before I knew how much I needed you in my life. And if I'm going to die, I'm going to die knowing that I done this.'' With his words of pain, he marched towards me, hands cupped around my face, and kissed me. His lips were sweet against my lips, almost bitter, the taste of blood lingering around them. But I liked it, a tingling rushed through my body giving me all sorts of goosebumps. My knee's went weak as he dug into the kiss, and finally pulling away, leaving me clinging onto him for support, and just like that, he vanished.
Poppy Logan was the head cheerleader at North-High school, California. She had everything, friends, money, beauty, and a heart of gold. The only thing missing in her life was her older brother, who to this day was missing. For the past decade Poppy had been able to hide up the pain that dug permanent holes in her heart of gold, all she wanted was her brother.....and that's what she got.
'' What's the matter sis? Didn't ya miss me?'' He snarled at me.
'' Harry?''
Little did she know that her brother had been changed into a blood sucking venomous vampire, with four friends who shared his dark little secret. 
Never had love been so dangerous and forbidden in the world that was Poppy Logan's/
"I'm sorry." I managed to croak. I reached out to touch his hand but he retracted it quickly and harshly.
"What the fuck are you thinking? You love me, Penny." He yelled, looking at me sternly as I felt them again. Tears prickled at my eyes, I felt it again. All the pain was rushing back and it was because I realized in that moment that I was hurting the one I loved most. Harry.
I loved Harry.
But what was I supposed to do? Tell him now, when he was so mad at me. He leaned down to me and kissed me, but I couldn't react. I didn't, I didn't move, I didn't reach up to wrap my arms around him and my lips didn't feel.
"Fucking react!" He yelled as he pulled away, making me cover my eyes with my forearm and roll over and cry. "I'm done Penny, either you love me or you don't. It's me or Louis. Make up you're mind." He told me before getting up and I saw Louis had left. He probably couldn't stand me or Harry. I couldn't stand myself.
I was pathetic, weeping as I felt myself mutter. "I do love you."