The Innocent and The Evil

"So where are we going?" I asked. He just smiled, not even glancing my way. I huffed. He turned and grabbed me hand. I smiled at the small gesture. "It's a surprise, Sweetheart." Sweetheart? Okay? The car was silent but it was a nice. It wasn't at all awkward like I expected.

20 minutes later we arrived at a arcade. My smile grew. I absolutely love arcade games. They are beyond fun and they reminded me of when I was little. Before my parents went all coo coo and strict, before my brother, left...

I looked over to see him smiling at me. "I love the arcade..." I trailed off looking at the bright colors of the sign. He chuckled. "I know." I looked at him with confusion. "Zayn told me..." I nodded. "What else did he tell you?" I asked, only half teasingly. "Nothing that you wouldn't want me to know." I nodded again, silently reminding my self to shoot Zayn a text later thanking him.

"Shall we go in?" Harry asked. I nodded excitedly.

"Now, since I know the owner, personally, he sort of rigged all the games to where we can play all night and-" I didn't hear the rest as I hurried over to my number one favorite game ever, Pacman.

As I started to play I felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned and saw Harry smiling at me again. I blushed and lowered my head so my curls hid my face. Then I heard that sad, sad music telling me my Pacman was ate by a ghost. I looked up and pouted. Harry laughed, cupping my cheek and running the padding of his thumb over my bottom lip. His green eyes are absolutely amazing. I could stare into them all day...

I felt a pair of lips on mine and I froze. A very attractive male is kissing me, or trying to, and I'm just standing here like a bump on a log.

Do something, stupid! I screamed at my self. Just as I was beginning to kiss back, he pulled away. Well, that's more than embarressing.

My eyes still closed, I said, "I'm sorry!-" I opened my eyes to see a very angry Harry. A chill ran down my back once I looked into his eyes. They were no longer the bright green, but more like a dark, murky green, almost black. Like I said before, he scares the day light out of me.

I took a step back only to be pulled back by my wrist. Harry had us nose to nose, toe to toe. And I held my breath but could feel Harry's rapid breath fan my face.

"What was that?" He asked in a hushed tone. I opened my mouth to atemp a coherent sentence to explain, but nothing came out. His grip tightened around my wrist and I squeezed my eyes close to try and force out the pain, of course it didn't work.

"P-please, let go." I begged. My vision blurred as my eyes watered. It wasn't from the pain though, it was definetly from the fright.

He pushed me back. It wasn't hard, but it was hard enough to make me fall and hit my head on another game machine.

"Shit. Frankie, Frankie! Keep your eyes open, okay sweetheart? Just don't close them." His words started to blend together as my eyes involentarly shut and all I saw was black.

Beep beep beep

I opened my eyes to see a all white room. Looking around I saw sarah sitting on the chair next to my bed, texting. I looked on the other side of me and saw Harry, staring back at me with those light green eyes I love so much.

"Sarah..." Harry said. "What the fuck do you want, Harold?" She asked, not looking up from her phone. "Sarah!" Harry tried again with more force in his voice. He never broke eye contact with me. She sighed and looked at him. Gasping she rushed over to me and held my hand. I looked at her funny until I realized where I was. I was in a hospital.

"What happened? Why am I in a hospital?! I can't be here. Sarah you know that." I was ranting. I hate hospitals. They creep me out.No one comes to the hospital if you're healthy. There is always illness and deaths here. Its scary.

"Babes, you hit your head and you blacked out. So I had to bring you here!" I sighed and nodded. "Wait, how did I hit my head?" She looked at me, then at harry. "You don't remember?" Sarah asked. I shook my head. "Harry pushed-" "We were on our date and you slipped on something, causing you to hit your head. I called sarah after that." I nodded and sighed again. Sarah looked at Harry strangely, but didn't say anything.

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"Can someone take me home now?" I asked after the doctor came in and check up on me. Sarah nodded and grabbed her keys. We walked out the hospital doors with Harry holding my hand.

We made it to Sarah's car and I turned to give Harry a hug but instead he pulled me into a kiss.
Then it dawned on me. The kiss, the rejection, the anger, and the push. I backed away from Harry and I could see in his eyes, I remembered.

"Frankie..." Harry tried to grab for me but I pulled away. "You pushed me, Harry. What the fuck Harry?!" I scoffed but melted slightly at his pleading green eyes.

"What was one of the first things you ever said to me?" He sighed.

"I don't know." I shrugged, "Think..." "I don't know, I don't remember!" he yelled out in frustration, his eyes turning that dark shade of green again.

"You promised to never hurt me..." I nearly whispered. "I didn't promise you shit!" He yelled. "So you lied?!" I tried to hold in the tears, no use...

His eyes went soft again. "Frankie, I-I"
I hopped in Sarah's mini bug and we sped off. When I looked back I saw Harry kick his car and pull at his hair.

This is bad....

Notes

Sorry it's so short. Love you guys. Xoxo ~Cici