Mine

Chapter 30

Harrys pov

*Flashback*

"Welcome to the Lucky Pub. Opened in 1945 and still runing 10 years later. How can I help you?"

"Styles."

The look on his face went from happyness to pure fright. He nodded, walking me to the back room of the pub to a woman wrapped in furs sitting at a table.

"Mr. Styles."

She turned around, facing me and the greeter from the door. She waved hiim away and he scurried off, clearly scared. She smiled, her bright red lips covered in gloss.

"Harold."

"I told you not to call me that."

"I think its rather formaldon't you?"

"No."

She got up, ridding herself of the multiple furs she was wrapped in. Her hand found its way to my chest as I rolled my eyes at her.

"Harold, I don't see why you hate that name. It's so formal and I really like it. I also love you, so lets get to the point we all are here to discuss."

"I told you no. I wont change you. Never in a million years. I will not punish someone I love like that, so drop it."

She frowned, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the table. She sat next to me, playing with a curl in my hair.

"I really want this Harry. I want to be with you and live with you forever, be binded to your side forever. Please Harry, I love you so much."

She kissed me, pulling at my curls. I moaned as she put her tounge in my mouth, her one hand dropping to the buldge in my pants. I pushed her away and walked away, running a hand through my hair.

"Please... If you really want this you wouldn't ask me for it. Why would you want to live with me forever? I'm a monster, and you know it."

She sstood up, walking to me a smiling, holding my hand lightly.

"It's because I love you Harry. Monster or not, you will always have my heart."

She kissed me, passion forcing into my heart. I pulled her into me and to the table where I chianed her down and started pulling her soul out.

She started screaming, begging me to stop, but I knew it was too late. I finished and left her on the table, a fur coat covering her petite body.

I walked out adn stopped at the bar, ordering a drink. A few girls walked up to me but I paid attention to non of them. I waited for an hour for her to wake up, and when I heard a scream from the back room, I grinned.

Walking it, I saw her trying to break the chians. Her eyes were black and when they landed on me, she grinned. I felt the room drop in temperature, freeing every drink in the room.

"You know Harold, I prayed I recieved your mentality to life power, but I realize that is your first power given by the devil and no one can ever have it. I am quite pleased with the temperature thing, so I wont complain."