âIm sorryâ thatâs all she could say over and over again with tears in her eyes. Y/n looked at her something close to a laugh bubbled up in her throat. Standing here looking at someone she had known her entire life, someone until now she trusted completely. Someone she always had her back and realizing now how she stupidly thought had hers in return. As y/n stood there taking in the scene before her, stunned into silence. She quickly realized that someone has stayed silent not saying a word. Y/n turned her head eyes shooting daggers to cover up the hurt. There he sat on the bed their bed eyes pleading her but she didnât know with what, to forgive him? To leave so he could finish fucking her best friend of over 15 years. âY/nâ Ashley called your name quietly. You turn on her so fast that she looks scared an steps back. âThis isnât what it looks like.â Before she can continue you cut her off âoh itâs not cause it sure looks like you were jumping up and down on MY boyfriends dick and moaning. Exactly what part of that wasnât exactly what it looks like?â
âBabyâ Justin finally goes to speak to you. âDonâtâ you shout âDonât you ever call me that again you piece of shit.â Y/n scoffed as he actually had the nerve to look hurt at your comment. You turn back to Ashley âGo on I want to know what part wasnât what it looked like?â She swallows hard âI came over to see you cause Derek broke up with me I caught him cheating, and I came to see you but you werenât here so Justin said I could wait. I was hurt by what he did to me, then I starting drinking and I donât know what happened.â Y/n saw red before she could even think what she was doing she lunged at her, she wanted to hurt her. Y/n tackled her an was throwing every word she could think of âslutâ âwhoreâ âfucking bitchâ
She thinks she got 1 or 2 punches to the stunned girls face when she was pulled off by strong arms lifting her up. She was about to scratch out Justinâs eyes for even touching her when she noticed him still on the bed looking shocked.
âLove, calm down. They arenât worth this.â In her rage it took her a second to figure out the voice âHarryâ she asked breathing hard from attacking her friend well ex friend. âWhy are you hereâ she was confused Harry lived in the apartment next door to her, her mind spinning. â I guess you forgot to close your door when everything happened I could hear the fighting thru the walls and I decided to come an make sure you were ok,â he sighed. âLooks like I got here just in time.â He shook his head looking at the situation you were in. Ashley letâs out a little sob, an you know itâs only to get Harryâs attention she always had a crush on your older neighbor.
This sends you back into attack mode. âYou came here to cry to me because you caught your boyfriend cheating on you, an then dumps you so you figured you would make me feel as bad as you by being as low and completely dirty, you fucking whore, Harry please let me go I need to to hurt her.â Harry let out a small chuckle âI canât let you do that love, I donât want to have to bail you out of jail.â He was still holding you arms around your waist keeping your back to his front. You can feel his head turn and look towards your bed. âGot nothing to say for your actions Justin?â He asked the boy sitting on the bed.
For the first time during this altercation he seems to try to grow some balls âYou need to leave Harry this has nothing to do with you.â You choke on a scream âYou ask Harry to leave but not the whore you were fucking.â This time Ashley had the nerve to look wounded, what the hell was going on were you in the twilight zone where these two actually thought that they were somehow the victims in this.
Harry slowly turns you around an for the first time sees your face, he thinks he actually feels his heart crack, because right there under the anger and rage he saw the absolute heartbreaking devastation in your eyes, that you were holding on to the anger cause with out it you would breakdown pathetically in front of the last to people on earth you would want to see it. He gives you a small smile âwhy donât you pack a bag yeah? Get everything youâll need for a few days an you come stay with me ok.â
Justin starts to protest, but one look from Harry an he shuts up. âOkâ you whisper and nod at Harry. You here Ashley try to defend what went on here to Harry, but she is quickly cut off when Harry says âya know I never liked you, always thought you looked like a snake. Guess I was right wouldnât you say so love?â You heard a sob fall from her mouth she was more upset over what your neighbor had said to her then that she just had destroyed your 15 year friendship.
Justin starts to speak to you as you get your things together â Your gonna go stay with him, you donât even know who he really is or what he even does. Donât you think itâs fucking strange we never saw him during the day? He could be a murderer.â Harry laughs loudly at this. You spin to look at Justin âI still feel safer with him then I do you.â You continue to gather up the last of your things. âThis apartment is in my name y/n if you leave Iâll make sure you arenât allowed back.â You just shake your head and look at Harry who says âThen I guess we better get all your stuff now doll.â As devastated as you are a small smile plays on your lips at his words and Justinâs obvious ploy to try to get you to stay blow up in his face.
âThis everything love?â Harry asked softly. You nod, as you were about to start to walk away you stopped an looked back at the 2 people you had considered the most important people in your life. âYou know it says everything I didnât get to ask just by the fact that your still here, Ashley. You want to be here with him and he obviously wants you here, you deserve each other, your nothing but back stabbing lairs and I know in the end karma will get you both.â Justin jumps up âYour gonna be sorry y/n.â You assume referring to you leaving. You shake your head âTrust me Iâm already sorry, sorry I ever met you and made a place for you in my heart an in my life so your right Iâm so very sorry for believing in you.â
Harry had just returned to your apartment after bringing your things to his. You are staring at the floor when he grabs your chin gently with his thumb and forefinger he smiles softly down at you. âYou ready to go sweetheart?â You nod an with that he puts his arm around your shoulders and tugs you close to his side and walks you out of your apartment shouting the door silently.
You step into Harryâs apartment and set your backpack down an thatâs when no longer being able to keep it together you slide down the wall and sob.
(Harryâs POV)
Maybe this wasnât his smartest idea, he tried to spend his time with like people, an that meant other vampires. Harry was fine with being a vampire he had come to terms with it centuries ago. He usually only dated other vampires an try to avoid humans when he could, but from the first time that he saw his neighbor he felt pulled to her, he had no clue why, Her door wasnât open tonight but with his hearing amplifier so much more then the humans he heard what was going on and when it sounded like someone was fighting he had decided he waited long enough and went to find out what was going on. He will admit it took him back a second when he saw his sweet little neighbor punching her best friend in the face. He snapped himself out of it to grab y/n off of her. He heard everything that had happened and couldnât say he blamed her for wanting to âbeat the living shit out of herâ he remembers you saying.
He started to walk towards the spare room when he heard her anguish cry and dropped the bags to go to her.
You just remember strong hands lifting you bridal style and clutching you to their chest â itâs gonna be ok sweetheart, I promise it will get easierâ he says rocking her in chest. Thatâs the last thing she remembers before falling into an exhausted sleep.
Harry lays her down on the bed and removes her shoes and covers her with a blanket, he bends down to tenderly kiss her temple. â it will be ok daring,Iâll help you feel like you are worth more then that stupid boy ever could.â Harry walked out of the bedroom and down the hall to his own room. He wonders how will he hide who he really is from you? Does he even want to hide it? How will she react when she knows what he really is. He smiled as he thought of the pretty girl just down the hall.
Harry realized how hungry he was, he figured he could sneak out real quick an an be back home before she got up.
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A/n : this is a short chapter the next chapter will be much longer. Didnât edit sorry for any mistakes.đđđ¤
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Y/n had been staying with Harry for about close to two weeks now. An they were both surprised at how well they got along. They had fallen into a routine and to say Harry was beyond happy was a understatement, well mostly because as much as he loved having her in his home, spending time with her, he was dying to touch her, kiss her, an hug her. But he knew he couldnât rush into it.
He knew y/n needed time to heal from the betrayal she had suffered from not just one but two of the people she was closest to in her life. Harry can hear her cry at night when she thinks he is asleep, sheâs not expecting him to hear her sobs as she cries into her pillow to avoid making any sound. These are the times Harry curses his amplified hearing. He fights the urge to go to his little human mate and wrap her in his arms and hold her all night, itâs part of being a soulmate. When her heart is breaking he can feel his breaking right along with her, but they break for different reasons. He wants nothing more then to see his pretty little girl lay her head down at night with dry eyes and a heart and soul that knows itâs loved.
The nights have been hardest on y/n, when she lays alone at night and has time to let her brain repay the awful memories of that night. She doesnât know why this keeps happening. Y/n feels happy during the day and she really enjoys the time her and Harry spend together, and if she is being honest she doesnât want her ex back, sheâs hurt by what they did but she feels like it is a loneliness that wraps around her at night, and it grips her making her feel so utterly alone.
Harry waits each night for y/nâs breathing to even out, then he slips out to one of the nearby blood bars to eat. Before y/n he went to eat and find someone to fuck.
He decides to have a seat at the bar tonight, he normally drinks and leaves but tonight he wants to stay for a while and just relax without the constant pull to go to his mate he resists every night. It is becoming harder each night the pull getting stronger and more insistent.
Harry takes in a long breath feeling not so suffocated in y/nâs sweet intoxicating smell. Just thinking about it makes him him let out a low groan. He was just starting his second drink when he heard a familiar voice call his name while walking up to him. He doesnât turn around, just sighs and regrets his decision to stay and have a few drinks.
âHarry, I know you hear me darling, itâs not like you to be rude.â The beautiful vampire says as she takes the seat next to him, but not before moving it over next to Harryâs close enough so their thighs are touching. He was unenthusiastic as he slowly turned his head to look at her. She was beautiful striking topaz colored eyes, long raven black hair and her figure, well you could say it was literally to die for.
âReagan.â Harry says giving her a small nod of acknowledgment. âNice to see you again.â She scowls at him âIf I didnât know better I would think you are not happy to see me.â She laughs. âBut we both know that canât be true right? because the last time I saw you we were fucking for 2 days straight.â Her statement made him shiver but unfortunately she took his visible shiver as a sigh of him remembering there days of passion, but unbeknownst to her it was repulsion. The thought of him touching or being touched by anyone who wasnât his precious little mate made him feel sick, there was absolutely no one else he wanted and needed, fuck did he need her, y/n.
Reagan puts a hand on his thigh and before she can start to move it up to grip his cock it is grasped harshly and pulled away. Unfortunately vampires enjoy bdsm, rough sex, bondage so his intentions are misread, taken as a sign of some rough carnal fucking for the night. It isnât until Harry stands up abruptly and pushes her back that things start to register for Reagan.
âWhat the fuck Harry?â She spits.
âIâm not interested.â He says plainly.
âYour joking right?â She seethe
âAfraid notâ he says while leaving some money on the bar. âYou always want to fuâŚ.. oh my God! You found your mate!â She says almost growling, âItâs not going to work Harry, we both know that I should be your mate. We are perfect together. I know you feel a pull towards me! Whoever you think is your mate you are confused itâs supposed to be me!!â
Harry laughed bitterly â The only pull I felt for you was when you were pulling my cock. So donât give me this fucking bullshit! We are not mates and you know this. You forget everything is eventually known in our world and I happen to know that you had found your mate, your true mate. The only reason you are here alone tonight is because you were careless taking your human mate to vampire night club in a fucking country you had never been to with not another single vampire you knew and then walked away from him for whatever your reason was.â She starts to interrupt him. â Donât I donât care for your reason or excuses the bottom line is your mate is dead because of your negligence so you thought you could track me down and convince me that I was your mate. You disrespect your fallen mate, yourself and me with your your childish games.â He started walking out the door. âYour wrong Harry! Youâll see your mine and Iâm yours.â Shaking his head âHave a nice eternity Reagan.â As he disappears into the night.
Reagan is seething âoh youâll see me again Harry, I can smell your little human whoreâs scent all over you, it will be easy to track her down and dispose of the weak little human.â A wicked grin on her face Reagan knows what she has to do .
As Harry drives home to his girl he smiles to himself deciding it time to talk to her about him taking her on a date, he can go slow but still start bonding with her. Satisfied he continues to drive home, not knowing that he if Reagan has her way he doesnât have the time he thinks he has with his little mateâŚ.
