*Please read the author's note in the end, it's important!*
And I'm so sorry for small chapter!
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Shocked and scared, I stared at the figure behind me. My eyes flitted back and forth into his red eyes and to the knife, not knowing wich scared me the most. I gulped loudly, tears already forming into my eyes.
No, it's not real.
Louis' free.
It's not Louis.
This is not happening.
"W-what are y-you?" I asked scared, my hand placed on my arm to stop the bleeding.
I got closer to the sink to keep more distance between us. My hipbones collided with the sink, my body bending over as my eyes were still glued on the mirror. The figure did not reply to my question, it kept glaring at me and threatening me with the knife quietly.
"What do you w-want?" I asked, my voice shakey.
"Where's Louis?" the voice was controlled and low yet so threatening and dangerous.
I shivered, my lower lip trembling uncontrolably. I gulped and furrowed my brows as I considered about answering to the figure truthfully or lie.
"L-Louis?" I repeated in a small voice. "He's-he's an angel now."
The lights started flicking and the figure raised the knife even higher, fear running in my vains. Suddenly the figure stood right in front of me like a flash, the knife just on top of my shoulder. I gasped and tears rolled down my cheeks, my makeup running down my face.
"You did this!" the figure screamed, bringing pain to my ears and making me feel lightheaded.
I felt dizzy and my vision got blurry, making it difficult for me to keep my gaze on the figure through the mirror. The pain on my arm got even worse, my skin ached terribly and the open flesh hurt so bad. Taking a deep breath, I screamed loudly for help.
"Harry!" my throat burned as I screamed but I knew I shouldn't let this take me down.
The lights turned off, bringing darkness into the room. My heart raced loudly, fear and anxiety flooding through me as I waited for the figure's next attack. Being in the darkness with a demon is not simple, since you could feel the threat and danger flying in the air around you, giving you the feeling like you're...a hostage.
I heard footsteps walking around the room, the sound sending chills up my spine. I swung around in my spot, my hand still placed on my arm as I tried to block the blood from escaping my wound. My palm was covered in blood and I felt my skin tight, but I ignored it and focused on the creepy sound of the footsteps.
I was breathing heavily and I looked around with wide eyes, trying to see something. My eyes needed a few more seconds to adjust in the darkness, but even then, I couldn't see anything. It was just black, and I hated being in a room without light.
Suddenly, the footsteps stopped only a few feet away from me. My heart shook with fear, my stomach twisting. Silence filled the air and left me worrying even more about the figure. What does he want from me? Why does he want to find Louis?
Goosebumps arised on my skin when I felt a cold breeze flying around me, giving me chills. Whimpering, I closed my eyes and lowered my head, biting my lower lip in order to keep inside my sobs.
"Harry...Harry where are you?" I cried quietly, begging for him to come and save me.
No Point of View
Staring around the crowd, he felt that something wasn't right. Just something inside him told him that someone was missing. Frowning, he looked back at the girl that sat next to him.
"Do you know where the restrooms are?" he demanded more than asked, causing the girl to furrow her brows and give him a bewildered look.
"Why? Wanna go there with me?" she grinned, her bloodshot eyes sparkling under the colourful lights.
Harry shook his head and looked away as the girl laughed. She was drunk and easy, and Harry kinda hated her for not answering him. Sighing, he stood up from the stool only to be pulled back by the girl's hand.
"What?" he glared at her.
"Heyy, calm down big booy," she slurred with her thin voice before giggling.
"Get off," Harry jerked her hand away. He didn't have time for sluts, he just wanted to go and search for Rebecca since he could sense that she wasn't okay, and it really worried him.
"Oh, c'mon!" she wined before taking a long sip of her vodka. "Don't you wanna have fun?" she trailed her black polished nail down his arm.
Harry grabbed a tight hold of her wrist, causing the girl to let a small groan of pain. He glared daggers at her, already annoyed and angry with everything she does.
"Fuck. Off." he hissed before roughly releasing her hand and walking through the crowd.
Deciding to go and sit to the bar across from the one Rebecca and the others were sitting at wasn't a good idea. Harry wanted to drink something specific, and since the barman said they don't have it, he had to go and sit to the other bar across the room. Stupid idea, he thought as he stressfully ran a hand through his hair.
He got to the bar Niall and Hannah were sitting at, drinking and laughing louldy. He furrowed his brows when he saw Rebecca's seat empty. He quickly grabbed Niall's arm and turned him to face him.
"Whoa, calm down dude," Niall seethed, jerking Harry's hand away.
"Where's Rebecca?" Harry fisted his palms, growing angrier with each second. The alcohol helped him a lot with losing his temper.
"She said she was going to look for you," Niall replied with a frown creasing his face.
Harry gave him a weird look. "But she didn't-," his eyed widened and the blood boiled in his vains.
"Shit," Niall said, looking around with worry, his blue eyes searching for Rebecca.
"How could you leave her alone?!" Harry yelled, pushing Niall's chest.
Hannah quickly stood up from her stool and gave Harry a glare. Niall stumbled back before recovering and straightening his body, staring directly to Harry's furious eyes.
"Rebecca's an adult, she doesn't need us to pretend her parents when she herself told us she doesn't want us to!" Niall snapped, his voice escalating.
"I swear, if anything happens to Rebecca you're-,"
"Harry...Harry where are you?" he heard her scared, quiet voice crying for him.
His chest tightened and a gasp left past his lips, his brows furrowing as he blinked. His heart cracked at the sound of Rebecca crying and calling for his help.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, the urge to punch Niall feeding his anger. However, Rebecca's safety came first and he quickly turned around and rushed into the crowd, dissapearing from Niall's and Hannah's sight, leaving them both agape and confused.
His eyes scanned each corner for Rebecca, pupils constricting and delating in the darkness. He found the restrooms and felt the same, odd feeling of evil flying around. He clenched his jaw as his vision turned red. He didn't want anything related to evil to attack Rebecca again, she had enough of it, and he hated for leaving her alone.
He swung the door open with his shoulder, shoving himself into the room and coming to a halt once he saw what was happening into the room.
"Let her go right now, you bastard." he said through clenched teeth, covering successfully the jolt of hurt that hit his chest once he locked eyes with Rebecca.
The figure had Rebecca pushed on the wall, the tip of the knife on the base of her throat. She had an open wound on her arm and blood soaking her dress. She looked scared yet relieved as she looked at Harry, her savior, but Harry's adrenaline was too high to just calm down. He wanted more, he wanted to see blood escaping that demon's burned flesh so he could show to evil he was not afraid of it.
"Let her go, or I'm gonna make you beg for your existence." Harry threatened, taking some brave steps forward.
His large figure was much taller than the demon's and his muscles were tense. He was ready to fight, you could tell by the determination in his eyes. He wanted a fight, desperatedly.
The figure dissapeared like smoke and Rebecca's body fell on the ground. Harry got next to her like a flash and bent down to help her stand up. She quickly wrapped her arms around him and cried in his chest, relieved he found her. Harry kept her close, satisfied that he got here before it was too late. But he was dissapointed too, since he didn't had that fight he so dearly wished to have with that demon. However, he planned some things to show to Rebecca.
"S'okay, Rebecca." he cooed, tightening his grip around her petite body. "Did he say something to you?"
Rebecca shook her head, her sobs muffled by his chest. She didn't want to pull back, neither did Harry, but all the rush and mixture of different emotions made him too impatient to just stand and wait for her to calm down.
"Okay, let's go home now, alright?" he asked gently, even though there was something hidden behind his voice.
"Okay." Rebecca nodded and pulled back, sniffling once before glancing at herself in the mirror.
She looked horrible, abused and hurt. She looked away almost immidiately, not wanting to remember everything she's been through all this time and how this turned out tonight. Harry took her hand in his before leading her outside the restroom and back to thr bar, where they had to give some explanations.
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A/N: Okay, so I'm already working on two new fanfics, the one's with Louis Tomlinson and the other is with Harry Styles.
I'll probably post the first chapters when this one's over, wich we have still a lot of chapters in front of us! 10 Sins is around 250-300 chapters, I hope you're happy with that as much as I am hah :)
Yeah, so I just wanted to know what you want me to post first. I can't give you any more informations about the cases of the stories, so you'll have to trust me on that :)
Plz leave a comment saying if you want me to post the fanfic with Louis Tomlinson or with Harry Styles.
(Larry shippers are in such a hard position right now hahah oops!)
Okay, thank you all for everything! And the promise with the 4 chapters when this story gets 500K still counts ;)
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