Dark Embrace

My character Hope falls for a mysterious boy who some how imprints himself in her mind, leaving her wondering if she's made a mistake, risking her heart for someone so, dark.


8. Chapter 8


                                Hope's POV

       Everything kind of just faded out.  I couldn't think of anything, my mind halted. Feeling Harry's torso is all I could focus on. I did nothing all day, just laid on my floor and thought. My feelings and emotions overwhelmed me. So I laid there, body paralyzed. Sort of glued to the floor. I needed anything to get Harry off my mind that day. So I hopped up, showered, threw some clothes on and decided to head out. I didn't know where I was going or what I wanted to do, but I had to get out of my flat. Opening my door, there he stood. Wide eyed he just hovered over me. My body went limp and my keys dropped to the ground. He was here. He was really here, or was it just my imagination... I threw my body to his making sure his presence was in fact true. When I felt his body against mine, I knew this was all happening. I barely knew this person. I met him a few days ago, his back ground information not really comforting me, and his un expected visits in my flat were scary as hell. All this stuff, and I was really falling for him. Am I out of my mind? I always thought this sort of stuff never happened.. However, I didn't let all my contradicting thoughts keep me from what I wanted to do. So I held Harry there, not saying anything but how happy I was to see him. He wrapped his long arms around my sides, and hugged me so tight I wasn't sure if I'd be able to breathe. But all of this, comforted me.


       I let go and stepped back. I looked into his eyes and noticed he looked a little different. I couldn't tell what but he seemed sort of... drunk.


 "Harry? Have you been drinking?" I said shyly.. not sure what I wanted him to say back.


 "You know, now that I think about it. I may have had a tiny bit to drink." He smirked at me and his scent of alcohol rushed threw my nose. I gagged and covered my mouth..


"Ugh, okay come in side. You need a shower." I gripped his large palm and ushered him into my house. He wasn't un willing to come but his body weight was a little too much for me.. He couldn't really carry his weight so I had to. He laid limp against my side as we stumbled into my room. I tripped and Harry and I came crashing to the floor. He laughed and rolled over as I picked my self up, rubbing my sore elbow.  I hoisted him up and walked him slowly to my lou. I twisted the nob to hot water and gabbed a towel from under the sink. Harry sat on the counter, twiddling with his long fingers. I turned around and looked at him.


 "Kay shower as long as you want. There is soap over there and a towel over here." Pointing to both things he would need!


 "Damn, you're not going to join me?" He winked, sliding closer to me. The room filled with steam and became very hot. He placed in hands on the wall, on both sides of me. He dropped his face to mine and brushed his hair against my cheek. His breath over powered me with booze, and I ducked slipping away from him.


 "We can talk about this after your shower." I said with a flirty tone, swinging my hips as I strolled out the door. Shutting it behind me, I didn't turn to see his expression but I could feel him smiling.



      About 15 to 20 minutes later, I heard my bathroom door open. I was currently sitting on my couch, watching television. I got up and walked to my room. Harry was walking out of the bathroom, all showered and his stubble gone. His hair was damp and lay closer to his head than normal. I couldn't stop staring at his body though. It was so out lined and masculine. His v-line incredibly sexy. All I wanted to do was rub my hands across his stomach, feeling as I go. But I froze there. Just staring at him.


 "Like the view, love?" He smiled and slowly started to stroll towards me.


 "Umm, w..w...well." I stammered. Should I admit his body is flawless and all I wanted to do was kiss it. Or do I stand here and hold my ground, not showing how weak he made me. My thoughts were short lived as he finally reached me. He cupped my chin and put his soft lips to mine. he back away only an inch till he said quietly "Thanks for the shower... It was well needed." All I could do was smile and nod. But just like that my expression changed. He was drinking tonight. Was he at a club? Could he have gotten in a fight!? I backed away and glared.


 " What were you doing tonight? Why did you come over drunk!?" I could even tell the anger in my voice.


"Whoa, slow down. I was just having a little bit of fun babe." He winked, but I was in no mood for games.


"Don't fucking play with me Harry. Did you get in a fight!?"


 "Oh Christ, no I didn't get in a fight! Come on Hope, I said that was in the past!" He started to raise his voice.


"Well how am I supposed to know!" I yelled!


 "It doesn't fucking matter what I was doing Hope. I'm here, I'm fine, so that's the end of that." He glared and turned around.


"NO, this conversation is not over!" I ran toward him and tried twisting him around. He seized my hands and out them close to my chest.


"Drop it Hope! NOW." He snarled at me and at that moment he scared me. My eyes grew wide and I stepped backwards. He noticed my sudden mood change and his head dropped low. I tried to slowly walk away but he grabs my waist and throws me onto my bed. Surprised, I wailed and grabbed for the duvet. In a flash, Harry hovered over me. He hips pressed against mine, he breathed along my neck.


"I don't like fighting with you." He whispered. Before I could answered he pushed his lips to mine. Feverishly he kissed me. Deep and hard with passion. My nails dragged against his long back as his pursuit of affection continued. I could feel his hands start to creep for my shoulders, than lower to my breasts but I was in no mood to tell Harry no at the moment. I could feel his lower body pressing into mine making me more aroused. I started to breath heavily and Harry noticed the change in me. He stopped and pushed his lips away from mine.


"Oh, you like that don't you?" Once his words were pushed out of his lips, so was his pelvis. It pushed into mine. Only the cloth of the towel and my pants in between us. I moaned and he grinned. " I like when you do that." He whispered slowly. I wanted him. Right there, right now. He was teasing me. I thought he was going to continue and put me out of my agony but he didn't. "We'll save this for later." He stood up and started his way to his clothes. I propped myself up on my elbows completely confused. He's driving me completely mad.



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