Through The Dark

Niall sat on the edge of my bed for a few moments before running his fingers through his hair. I sat up and crawled over beside him.

"It's kind of hard to explain, Brooklyn..." he said as he gave me a stressed look.

"Ni, please, I...really need to know," I said as I reached for his hand and held it.

"Okay...well, the "control" stage is um...it's like, when an vampire, if that's what you want to um call us... has a large, emotional impact or connection with another human, who may also be their reaping because the human has to have been bitten multiple times by the vampire, then the human um..." Niall began saying but I could tell he was having trouble explaining. He paused and rubbed the back of his neck.

"The human...what, Ni?" I said, trying to get him to look towards me.

then he abruptly stood up and turned towards me.

"This would be so much simpliar if I could show you," he said as he walked across the room and got his phone. He then called someone but I wasn't sure who. He took his call into the bathroom and I couldn't hear it without peeping.

When he finally came out of the bathroom, he placed his phone down and sank onto the floor. I didn't know why Niall seemed so stressed, but I was too confused to even put the pieces together, so I just walked over to Niall and sat beside him.

Then I laid my head onto his shoulder and we rested there for a few minutes until we were awoken by the sound of knocking on the door.

I shot Niall a confused look as he got up and walked over to the door. I stood up and sat back onto my bed.

a few moments later, Harry walked into the room.

What was going on?

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"Harry?" I said to him, obviously confused.

Harry's eyes were red and it looked like he had been crying.

Niall then shut the door and walked over to me again.

"I wanted to show you what the control stage is just so you're ready for it, and this is the only way I could think of how to show you," Niall explained to me. He then reached his hand out to helped stand up.

In a matter of seconds, Harry was standing right in front of me. He looked down at me with solemn eyes.

"Please, Harry," Niall started to say,"she deserves to know so she can be prepared,"

Harry sighed regretfully and was now towering over me, staring into my eyes.

"W-what's going on?" I asked, feeling as if I couldn't move again, I hated this feeling so much.

"Brooklyn," Harry started to say," I can make you do anything I want you to now, and I'm sorry. I wont ever use this
impulse on you on purpose again, I swear," Harry finished while stroking my cheek with his finger.


what? There was no way he could control me. I'm my own person, this is just his way of trying to get me to forgive him. He's trtrying to make me think that he's a good person for not using this advantage on me.


"No, I-I dont believe it," I stuttered as I shoved my eyes shut. This was a nightmare.

Harry sighed again.

"Brooklyn, open your eyes," Harry snapped at me as I did as I was told. No, no, I made that decision. I did, not Harry. Yep, it had to have been all me, there is no other way..

His beautiful green eyes stared into mine.

"Kiss me." he said in an assertive yet sweet tone.

What? There was no way I was going to just kiss him after everything I ..

befofe I could finish my thoughts, my lips were pressed against Harry's. And I was the one that kissed HIM. What? How?

He then pulled away and smirked a bit at me.

"See?" he asked me.

i shook my head 'no'.

"No, no I don't believe-- Harry, there is no way," I said.


"Brooklyn, please don't make me prove it again, I hate to make you do things without choice," he said almost begging.

I took a step back from him.

"Harry there is no way anyway could control me besides me, no matter how strong you or anyone else is," I said in a partially harsh tone but my voice was shaky.

He sighed again.

"Fine then." he said as he began to search around the room.

Then he found what he was looking for, I suppose. Niall's letter opener?

if was shaped like a tiny sword and it was an antique Niall got during the Tour.

Harry then came over and stood in front of me.

"Fine, you still don't believe me?" he said.

I was confused and shook my head 'no'.

"Okay Brookyln, give me your wrist, I'm thirsty," he said casually.

I didn't even have a second to think before my wrist automatically stuck out to him. W-what am I doing?

Harry knew me. He knew my biggest fear. It was this side of him, the side he is about to show me. The uncontrollable, blood lust Harry.

Notes

Okay so I typed this on my iPod, so it's probably filled with errors.

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