Jessica’s P.O.V
I rolled over on the bed, digging my face deeper into the pillow. I instantly withdraw pressure once I feel the stinging of the bruise on the side of my face. I was now wide awake; I thought threw everything that happened yesterday. The zoo, sneaking in, the tall guy….and….the hit.
I reached up to rub my face, but that just caused more pain; I winced as my skin shot with more stinginess. I could feel the tears start to spring into my eyes. How could I get myself involved with someone like that? I’ve never been hit in my entire life, and then he comes along and hit me for what? Jealousy, because I said possessive?

I heard a soft knock on the, and mom walked in. I quickly turned my face away from her hoping she wouldn’t catch on. “Sweetie I’m off to work but I left you food down stares if you want, I’m going shopping later if you want to come…”
I would take any chance of not being alone, and not leaving an open opportunity for Harry to visit me. “Y-yes”

“Okay, after work I’ll pick you up, love you bye” She closed the door, I heard the clicking of her heels as she made her way downstairs and out the door. I slowly got up and threw my legs over the bed, I walked over to the bathroom slowly; letting my feet get used to the cold surface. I turned on the bathroom and almost scared myself.

My whole cheek was covered in redness. I leaned closer observing the massive effected area; I could make out just the small imprint of his hand. Shit! I have to go shopping with mom, I need to heal this.
I quickly turned off the lights, disgust to look any further at myself. I waltz on downstairs and stared off into the kitchen. Thinking back to when Harry was here to cook me breakfast. My eyes spot the plate full of food on the counter, and my stomach instantly start to growl. I walked over to the fridge grabbed out a bag full of peas from the freezer and slowly eased it on top of the bruise.

I was halfway done with my food and I was already thinking of Harry. I badly didn’t want to think of him, that criminal, women hitting bastard. But I couldn’t help but slip into thinking about all the flawless features that his face and body contain, and his bad boy ways of impressing me. My head throbbed causing the pain to sting more, I wince again.
I got up from the table and quickly laid my plate in the sink, on my way over to the living room I caught a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror. I leaned closer and removed the peas, the redness was starting to fade away but it was still pretty bad. I recovered it ever so slightly, trying not to numb my face.

I closed my eyes, once I felt a presence behind me. I didn’t want to turn around and see him, I can’t even stand to look at him or I’ll throw up. “Please leave, I don’t want to see you”
“Well you don’t even know me Love” I quickly turned around to the sight of a tall blonde that gazed his lustful blue eyes at me. “Who are you? Why are you in my house, I’m calling the police” I ran towards the phone but it was gone. I turned to him in disbelieve. He held up the phone cord in his hand. “Calm down, this is about Harry” I headed for the kitchen towards the knifes, but those seem to be gone too. So I stood there ready to fight with my fists.
He let out a chuckle. “Ha, I’m not going to fight a girl” He’s Irish? But Harry’s British? “Well, why are you here” I released from my stance but still was in full body alarm. “My name’s Niall love, Niall Horan…”

“Niall Horan?”
“Don’t say my name or else you’ll wear it out” He quickly smiled at me. He circled around the living room looking at my family photos; he favoritized the one I took with Ana in the 7th grade at summer camp. “What do you want?”

“Oh I see you’re uh…cut to the chase type of gal, I like that” He broke his stare around the room and planted his eye back on me. “Well, where’s my mate Harry?” He peered up stairs, and into the hallway. “I don’t know why would he be here?”
My tone was getting pretty snippy now. Maybe because I wanted this uninviting stranger out my house, but I couldn’t come right out and say it because he’s kind of hot and let’s face it, no girl would be rude to an extremely hot guy.

“Well he didn’t come home last night” I stared at him quizzically. “Wait you guy’s live together? He didn’t say he had a roommate?”
He quickly smiled and rubbed his bottom lip. “Well he’s a quite reserved guy love, but yeah he lives with me, Lou, Zaynster and Payne-o”

“Well why do I care, we’re not together”
His smile faded away. “What did he do?” I slowly removed the frozen peas from my cheek. Niall’s face hardened, the color of his eyes deepened showing a “I’m sorry” face. “Oh, I’m sorry love” He came walking closer. “I’m fine”

He wasn’t smiling anymore he was serious. “Well he does have bit of a temper, been that way since we found him. Um you mind I don’t ask love but why he hit ya?”
I badly didn’t want to say it, because I was too embarrassed but if this some way in hell help find Harry then so be it. “He was either jealous, or because I called him possessive”
And there was that smile again, he slipped out a short chuckle. “Oh babe sorry but, it was the possessive thing….Harry is pretty sensitive about that word” He walked over to the couch and ran his hand along the edge before sitting up against it.

“Why?” He crossed his arms “Sorry can’t say…family matter”
“You guys are related?” He didn’t say he had a brother? “You can say that, blood brothers or whatever that crap is”
“You said you can’t find Harry do you have any recognition of any place he’ll be?”
He scratched his chin, thinking over my question. “No, no…..ya know normally when he gets his feelings hurt” he mocked him in a girl voice. “He runs away, typical been like that since he was a kid”

He swiftly got up from the couch and took long steps closer to me. “But he stayed this time….it’s you, it’s you he stayed for. I think he likes you”
He was now a few inches away, his strong cologne was intoxicating and his tall body was intimidating. “He couldn’t possibly, he slapped me” I threw the peas on the side table, so the bruise could be more visible in the light. “Oh gosh love, he haven’t ate since he’s met you, he haven’t even shut his eyes once because he thinks of you. He talks about you too damn much and it’s kind of irritating”

He slowly slid his finger under my chin tilting my head upwards. Could this be true? He’s thought of me as much as I thought of him? Has he been studying me as much as I’ve been studying him?
“You’ll be the death of him love, just wait and see” He turns around before I could answer back and headed for the door.
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Harry’s P.O.V Underground pool gambling joint
“Here Harry….last shot wins” I stared at the intimidating stick, that things going to be the death of me. I quickly grabbed it and stared at the opening pool table with the different color balls spread out. Just put the stick down Harry! Think about Jess!

I quickly swept the thought to the far corner of my brain and bent down to an angle over the table. There were eyes trained on me, side smiling thinking that I’m too young and not capable of playing pool. I balanced the stick right behind the big white ball; once I was satisfied I slammed the stick into the ball. It charged into another which caused it to teeter on the edge of the socket.

My breathing got shorter, all the guys eased closer to the table. The ball fell effortlessly into the socket. A wicked smile spread across my face as everybody came and slipped 20 ‘s into my hand. “Ah shit! Harry you did it again, you should be banned”

I felt an unwelcoming hand slip over my shoulder. I slipped the stack of money into my pocket and to turn towards the big, buff intimidating security guard. “The boss wants to see you” I swallowed hard, I could feel a dry patch start to form in my mouth.
We walked down a dark hall. I hate the dark! We came to the door at the end of the tunnel, he opened it and gestured me in. I walked in to see the boss with his typical “I hate the world face”
I walked over and sat down as the guy closed the door. “Harry, hey long time no see!” His welcoming smile was scary and rough. “Yeah, just been busy”

“Well” he scooted closer into the table and folded his hands. “We have some unsettle business ourselves now don’t we?” I could feel my teeth start to ache with irritation for him to shut up. I haven’t eaten for a week and I was thriving for liquid. I quickly ran my tongue over my tooth that was starting to recede from my gums, trying to calm it down.

“Harry you owe me some money, and I’m not talking petty go to the store money…you owe me a thousand dollars” My palms started to get sweaty and my chest started to rise with anger “Well I can’t give it to you right now and you know it”

“Well you could sell me your life over, I would be more than happy”
I snapped my eyes at him, intensly. Shit! I slipped into my old self again, I could feel the darkness taking over my body “And I would like too eat” I quickly got up from the chair and locked the door. “What, what are you doing Harry?” He was fidgeting in his seat, he loosened his tie from his throat. “I’m hungry, and your looking pretty appetizing” Without thinking I lunge over the table and push back the chair till it collides in with the wall.

I bent his neck to an angle giving me an amazing view of his throbbing vain that kept poking out. I felt his restrain against me but I was stronger “Harry, don’t please okay, okay” It was too late my teeth already unveiled from my gums and were aching for warmth. I grazed his skin with my sharp tooth then sunk into it, feeling the thick surface break. The warm substance oozed out his neck and up into my mouth, I sucked and sucked trying to get the most I could.
He held on to my shoulders trying to push me off but I was lost into his neck. Slowly his strong grip faded away, till his hands gave up and fell by his side.

I got up slowly and stared at the body. He was dead. What did I do? “Hey boss you okay?” The security guard knocked on the door. I stood there staring at the non-coloration body. I quickly swiped my hands threw my hair. Oh god, I just killed somebody! I wipe my mouth with the back of his hand and searched around the room for an escape. I need to get out of here

I heard the security guard bang up against the door. I quickly went out the window. I ran down the alley the cold air was kidnapping my lungs. They stuck their heads out the window right when I turned the corner; I slow down and take a breather. But I quickly again picked up my pace again. I need Jess!

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