Love and Hope

Emerald Summers.
She's just a girl who wants to end her never-ending hunger for human souls.

Harry Styles
The new boy who only wants to understand and win Emerald's heart.

Will both get what they want in their own seperate ways? Or will love and hope be the answer for the both of them?


7. Getting To Know You

Harry's POV I really can't believe how calm I am to right now. A normal person would probably be freaking out. But i feel like I can trust that Emerald won't hurt me. The look she had in her eyes when she bit that guy tells me she isn't exactly happy about who she is. I still don't know as much as i want to know though. I finish my shower and change into the clothes she left. I walk out the room to find Emerald and a girl with black hair and red highlights talking in the living room. "What should we do?", Emerald asks. They don't seem to notice me, and I'm about to interrupt them when the other girl's words stop me. "Can't you just make him forget what happened?", she says. Emerald shakes her head. "No, i don't think that's fair to him." Before they can say any thing else, I clear my throat and take a step forward. They both turn to me, surprised. "Oh hi Harry!", Emerald says arkwardly. She gets up from the couch she's sitting on and hold get hands out to the other girl. "This is Tyrica. She's the best friend that lives with me."Hi", Tyrica says. I give her a small wave." Well i guess I'll be going now.", she says, grabbing the purse and heading to the front door. "It was nice to meet you Harry.", she says before leaving out the door. I turn to Emerald, eyebrows raised. "Well she was in a hurry.", i say. She shrugs and grabs her keys off the coffee table. "Are you ready to go?", she says. "Well I was wondering of we could hand out for awhile.", I say quickly. She looks at me, surprised. "Hang out.", she repeats slowly, as if the words were foreign. "Yeah", I say nervously, rocking back and forth on the balls of my feet. "Umm okay.", she says warily. "Where do you want to go?", she asks. "Let me drive and you'll see.", I say smiling. Emerald's POV I don't know why I feel like I should trust him with the knowledge of what I am. I just do. There's no point in pushing him away either. We can just be friends, besides, is not like he would have any feeling got me, right? I think about this as Harry drives to this mystery place. I'm deep in thought when Harry traps me on the shoulder. "We're here.", he says, smiling. I get out of the car to see nothing but woods. Before I can complain, Harry takes my hand, surprising me, and lads me through them. His hand is warn and his skin its so soft... I find myself hoping he won't let go so soon. We eventually come to a clearing and i gasp. It was a field full of pansies, my favorite flower. I smile and look up at Harry,.who's smiling right back."Its the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." , i say quietly. "I thought you might like it.", Harry says. I walk to the middle of the field, Harry following, and i lay down in the flowers. Harry repeats my actions, laying down beside me. "I found this place when i was little.", Harry says, turning to me. "I never knew it was so close to your town.", he says."Me neither, though i wish I did.", I reply as i make a crown of pansies. When I'm done, i put on Harry's head. I take a look at him with his little crown of pansies and laugh. He smiles too. "Fit for a any king.", I say in a regal voice. Harry chuckles. "I wouldn't think so.", he says. "Well then", i say as i take the crown off his head and put out on mine, "How do I look?" Harry smiles and brushes the bangs out my eyes."Absolutely beautiful.", he says softly. I look into his eyes, unable to move as starts to lean in. His lips brush mine when my phone rings. "Crap." I mutter as i answer the phone. "Emerald!". Its Tyrica. "Yeah?", i say. "Something's wrong with Justina!!", she says,.her voice full of worry. But b efore she can say anything else, the line goes dead.
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