Angel's and Demon's

"Ashelynn. May I have a word with you?" He growls.

"Uh. Uhm, yea. Sure." I can't find my words. He walks over, grabbing my arm and leaving the room with me.

"What did I tell you right before I left." He spits, obviously pissed.

"To read." I say. Well, he did!

"Before that." He sighs, aggrivated.

"Uh. I don't remember." I lie.

"Yes you fucking do. I specifically told you not to tell anyone. What the hell is this? You didn't listen!" He snaps. Well shit.

"Jesus. Calm down. It's one of my best friends." I roll my eyes, starting to walk to my room. He grabs my arm, turning me back and I flinch back when I see him. His eyes are black again, his breathing heavy.

"H-Harry?" I ask, scared.

"I told you. Don't. Tell. Anyone." He says, teeth gritted.

I nod furiously. I get out of his grip and run to my room where Evan sits on the bed, munching on some cookies.

"What did he say?" He asks.

"Just yelled at me for telling you." I shrug.

"He's not going to kill me right?" He laughs.

"I'm still debating." His deep voice appears.

"No you won't." I say more confident than I am.

"And who's going to stop me?" He glares at me as I think and think.

"Me. It would be so easy for me to go out ad give my soul to any other demon out there." I smile to myself as he sighs.

"Evan, this is Harry." I introduce him.

"I kinda figured, with the whole black eyes and everything." Evan points out.

"Harry, this is Evan. The kid you're not going to hurt." I demand.

"Uh. I should probably go. It's already noon." Evan says, standing up.

"Alright. Text me later." I say, walking him to the door. Harry follows awkwardly close. Like, he might as well jump on my back. He's like an overly attatched boyfriend. Except he's not!

"See ya." Evan waves and walks away.

"Okay dude. I need some space." I say once I close the door.

"I don't trust you." He growls.

"That doesn't mean you have to stand on me. You can back up a couple feet. You're the more powerful one here. I highly dout I can outrun you." I say, walking to the hall bathroom. He just stands in the doorway, waiting.

"Don't tell me you're going to stand there and watch me." I say, disgusted but he just shrugs.

"Get out!" I yell, pushing him and slamming the door. I hear a door close and figure he went in my room. Until I hear yelling.

"Who the hell are you?" Zayn's voice booms through the house. I open the door and see Harry pinning Zayn to the wall.

"Harry! Put him down." I yell as Zayn kickes him, making him angrier.

"Harrry!" I yell, separating them with my body.

"Ash. Move!" Zayn yells.

"Harry!" I slap his face as his eyes change.

"I wouldn't do that. Don't piss me off." He warns again. I push against his chest, trying to move him but he doesn't budge. That leaves me one choice. I pull my knee up right onto his jewels. He groans and backs away in pain.

"Zayn, get outta here." I turn to him.

"No. Are you insane?" He looks at me like I've gone mad.

"Maybe. Just trust me. He'll hurt you." I demand.

"Oh, and he won't hurt you?" He asks, sarcastically.

"No." I answer, seriously.

"What?" He asks, astounded.

"He won't hurt me. I know he won't. Now just fucking go!" I yell, making me sound bigger than him. He looks kinda scared-of me. Why would he be scared of me. He turns and walks to his room, glancing back one time before shutting his door. I turn back and Harry is right against my chest. That is it!

"You know what! Get out! I don't fucking want you here. Leave me alone. Just leave and never come back. Do you fucking understand me?" I yell, walking towards him, making him back up.

"I didn't ask for your fucking protection. I don't want your protection." I yell confidently into his face. He actually looks scared of me. What the hell is with everyone looking scared of me? I'm not even scary!

"I-Uh-" He stutters. I give him a confused look and he recollects himself.

"No." He stands up tall.

"No? No! I didn't care before, but now that you scared my friend. You crossed the line. I don't care if you want my soul or if Satan wants my soul. Get. The. Hell. Out!" I yell. I feel my head get lighter as his eyes widen.

"Ash. Calm down." He says, backing away even more.

"Calm down? How the hell am I suppose to calm down you fucktard!" I yell. My hands clentch at my sides and I just want to rip him apart right now.

"Please. Just calm down." He says, his eyes a brighter green than ever.

"I need to go." I say, stomping to the door.

"Don't kill any of my friends or I kill you." I glare at him, walking out and slamming the door behind me.

Notes

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