Dark vs. Light ☆on hold ☆
the beginning
Harry"s P.O.V
I shouldn't have interfered. its just I've been watching her ever since i saw her in the shop with her friends, she is quite intriguing. I just wanted to protect her so I followed her to the book store to make sure she was safe.
I really don't know what made me do that, it was like something inside me was drawing to her like a moth to a flame and the fact that I couldn't read her mind made me even more anxious. That's when I heard what those low life's were thinking, I couldn't let that happen to her she seemed way too precious. I should have controlled myself but I couldn't. Paul would be angry with me when he found out.
I killed them all, one by one in front of her and she just sat there not even attempting to run away. Why wasn't she afraid of me? I walked closer, I wanted to look at her. . . no I actually felt like I needed her.
She was beautiful; her brunette hair was a mess obviously from the struggle. She looked at me, Her whole body language and heartbeat showed she was terrified but her eyes told me a different story. She was studying by my appearance. I tried to listen see if I could hear her thoughts but nothing came just the sound of her heartbeat which sounded amazing like a hummingbird.
Then she asked me who I was. I was too close I should have kept my distance I was bad for her. That's when it hit me her smell not her perfume but her blood it was the most powerful smell I'd ever heard I couldn't help but want to taste but held myself back and it was like flames were burning my throat I needed to suck her blood but I couldn't she was already to precious to me before I could harm her I compeld her.
I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes and erased her memory: "You never met me, none of this ever happened. You will go back to your friends." I disappeared but not letting her out of my sight I watched as she picked up her things, I had discarded the bodies so she never knew what had happened. . . She walked and then she met her friends . . . at least she's safe now.
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Ariana's POV
i woke up and got ready for school. Today was going to be a long day with all the hype about the ball. I had gotten home around 8 p.m yesterday, surprisingly so I had actually agreed to go shoe shopping with Jess and Rachel and I had fun . . .I knew something was wrong with me. I kept having this feeling i had forgotten something. Weird right?
I got dressed in my usual jeans; t-shirt, hoodie and sneakers and went to the kitchen where my dad and grandma Rosie were. "Morning buttercup." my grandma said as she poured me a cup of orange juice.
"morning grandma...dad" I nodded at him.
"Ariana" he nodded back. You see my dad and i didn't have that touchy feely relationship so this was practically the emotion we showed each other, anymore would be weird and awkward.
I dished up some bacon and eggs then ate and kissed my grandma goodbye and left for school.My dad had already left for work. I got to school and the first class was biology, good thing I had already learnt this at summer camp that meant I had two periods of doodling ahead of me or that's what I thought until he walked in . . .
I shouldn't have interfered. its just I've been watching her ever since i saw her in the shop with her friends, she is quite intriguing. I just wanted to protect her so I followed her to the book store to make sure she was safe.
I really don't know what made me do that, it was like something inside me was drawing to her like a moth to a flame and the fact that I couldn't read her mind made me even more anxious. That's when I heard what those low life's were thinking, I couldn't let that happen to her she seemed way too precious. I should have controlled myself but I couldn't. Paul would be angry with me when he found out.
I killed them all, one by one in front of her and she just sat there not even attempting to run away. Why wasn't she afraid of me? I walked closer, I wanted to look at her. . . no I actually felt like I needed her.
She was beautiful; her brunette hair was a mess obviously from the struggle. She looked at me, Her whole body language and heartbeat showed she was terrified but her eyes told me a different story. She was studying by my appearance. I tried to listen see if I could hear her thoughts but nothing came just the sound of her heartbeat which sounded amazing like a hummingbird.
Then she asked me who I was. I was too close I should have kept my distance I was bad for her. That's when it hit me her smell not her perfume but her blood it was the most powerful smell I'd ever heard I couldn't help but want to taste but held myself back and it was like flames were burning my throat I needed to suck her blood but I couldn't she was already to precious to me before I could harm her I compeld her.
I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes and erased her memory: "You never met me, none of this ever happened. You will go back to your friends." I disappeared but not letting her out of my sight I watched as she picked up her things, I had discarded the bodies so she never knew what had happened. . . She walked and then she met her friends . . . at least she's safe now.
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Ariana's POV
i woke up and got ready for school. Today was going to be a long day with all the hype about the ball. I had gotten home around 8 p.m yesterday, surprisingly so I had actually agreed to go shoe shopping with Jess and Rachel and I had fun . . .I knew something was wrong with me. I kept having this feeling i had forgotten something. Weird right?
I got dressed in my usual jeans; t-shirt, hoodie and sneakers and went to the kitchen where my dad and grandma Rosie were. "Morning buttercup." my grandma said as she poured me a cup of orange juice.
"morning grandma...dad" I nodded at him.
"Ariana" he nodded back. You see my dad and i didn't have that touchy feely relationship so this was practically the emotion we showed each other, anymore would be weird and awkward.
I dished up some bacon and eggs then ate and kissed my grandma goodbye and left for school.My dad had already left for work. I got to school and the first class was biology, good thing I had already learnt this at summer camp that meant I had two periods of doodling ahead of me or that's what I thought until he walked in . . .
@Miss Direction
9/25/14