Angel's and Demon's

"Ashelynn." He comes closer time, gripping my waist in his big hand.

"Ash." He scoops my chin with his free hand, making me look into his piercing green eyes.

"You need to let go of your past." He looks at me with a concerned look.

"Leave it all behind. None of it matters anymore." He dips his head lower, making us eye level.

"How?" I ask, my voice barely audible.

"It just takes one kiss." His stare seeps into my soul. I can feel him rubbing my side with his thumb, making his way under the hem of my shirt. I sigh, pausing to look at the ground.

"Okay." I say, closing my eyes.

"I'm ready." I take a deep breath. I open my eyes once more, looking deeply into his now black eyes. He glances at my lips and back at my eyes.

I can see past the black, past the anger and darkness. I can see the hunger, the need, for humanity. I can see the little bit of humanity left in his soul.

He leans in, his breath hitting my lips.

"Ash." He whispers against my lips.

"Ash." Once more.

"Ashelynn." I open my eyes and see blue eyes staring into mine.

"Fuck." I close my eyes once again, realizing it was all a dream.

"Finally you're awake." Niall smiles at me. I glance at him and at the clock that reads ten twenty-two.

I sit up, glancing out the window. The hole in the wall catches my eye along with the shattered glass on the floor. The memories of last night flood my mind. I look at my hand, seeing new band aids along my knuckles. I start to pull back the bandage but Niall stops my before I can.

"Don't worry about it. It's all in the past. Leave it behind." He smiles but my mouth turns into a frown at those words. I look into his eyes, seeing the sparkly blue instead of the piercing green. Slightly disappointed, I look out the window once more.

"I'll go make breakfast." He stands up and walks to the door. I stare out the window but I can feel him look back once more before I hear the door shut. Then I feel two arms wrap around my waist, making me immediately flinch.

"Niall." I sigh, closing my eyes.

"Try again." His raspy voice whispers in my ear. My head snaps up and my eyes widen. I turn my head to see nothing behind me. I sigh once again, convinced it's my mind playing tricks.

I stand up, walking to my closet and opening it up. I rummage through the clothes, looking for a suitable outfit. Once I pick it, I walk back to my bed and start to pull my shirt off. I feel warm fingers brush against my hip at the hem of my shirt. I take in a sharp breath and look down at the familiar hand. I look up and see the piercing green eyes.

"Harry." I breath out. I close my eyes, swallowing the lump in my throat.

He stares into my eyes, searching for something but I'm not sure what.

"I'll be gone for a while." He states emotionless.

"How long?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.

"A while." He states. I look into his eyes and he looks away.

"Why?" I question, looking back into his eyes.

"I have things to do." He looks back into mine for a second.

"Where?" I ask curiously. Why would he leave me now? Does he expect me to keep myself alive? I'm still confused about what I am.

"You're not my only priority. I have other more important things." He let's go of my waist.

Ouch. That hurt.

"Well. I guess you should go then." I state as if I don't care.

"I can see past the fake mask." He whispers in my ear and looks into my eyes once more before disappearing.

I take a deep breath and continue getting dressed. Once I'm ready, I walk out into the kitchen where Niall is at the stove.

"Yours is there." He points the spatula toward the plate of eggs, sausage, biscuits, and gravy. I smile and grab the plate, taking it to the couch and sitting down.

"Where'd the rest of the crew go?" I ask, taking a bite of egg.

"Walmart." He says, sitting on the other couch. He takes a bite of his food while turning the tv on.

My mind wonders back to Harry. I wonder where he's going. Why wouldn't he tell me at least where he's going? Why would he just leave? Especially now.

"Do they go there everyday?" I laugh, distracting my mind from the black eyed demon.

"I guess so. They should be back soon though." He states, looking at the tv.

We sit in silence the rest of the time, eating our breakfast. Once he's finished, he takes my dish and walks back into the kitchen to wash up.

A few minutes later, he walks back down the hall and I hear a door shut. Leaving me with the low volume TV and my thoughts.

I can't keep myself from thinking back to my dream. His green eyes staring into mine. The hint of light in the back of his black ones. The smell of mint and vanilla on his breath. His voice in my ear.

Maybe his absence is a good thing. Maybe he'll stay gone. After all, I am an angel and he is a demon.

Notes

Hey guys! How's it goin'? Good? Good.

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