Hidden identity // H.S

His green orbs drew me in and now i am stuck. Stuck between his Angels and his Demons. Stuck within his hidden identity...

No matter how confident someone might seem they're always fighting an inner demon.


10. Chapter 10

a/n: So as the last chapter was reallllyyy short i decided to make this one longer haha. Don't forget to like and favorite!! and i hope you like this chapter, comment and tell me what you thinkkk!! 

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"Don't roll your eyes at me darling! or there will be consequences!"



I sat up in my bed and walked downstairs my hand running smoothly along the rail. I looked back, the tail of the silk gown flowing behind.

I smiled as he stood waiting. I looked down my cheeks heating.

Once I'd descended the stairs i stood infront of him and slowly looked up.

He wore black skinny jeans and a black cable knit jumper. He looked so casual and handsome.

He looked down at me smirking, his hands held behind his back.

"mmmmm" I hummed biting my lip. 

I reached up brushing my hands through his soft brown curls pulling his face down to mine. 

I paused just before he reached my lips.

He placed his hands either side of my head and our lips brushed.

Anticipation took over and our lips crashed onto eachother.

Lust and need overran me as i began to tug at the hair on the nape of his neck.

A moan passed his lips and he began to suck and nip along my jaw line.

He pushed me violently against the wall.

"Up" The vibrations of his voice spread throughout my body right down to there.

I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He pulled my top over my head as i was supported between him and the wall.

"So beautiful" He murmured.

Suddenly, there was a scream and Harry put me down. Our heated session interrupted.

"Mum?" I called out. There was no reply.

I turned to look at Harry for help. 

"Harry?" I looked at him shocked.

His eyes were black. 

He stared at me with a smirk on his face. 

He arched his back and cried out in pain.

"Harry!" I screamed stepping towards him to help.

Suddenly a pair of black angel wings shot out from his back.

He laid on the floor curled up in a ball. His wings cocooning him.

"Harry?" I whispered.

He began to sob uncontrollably.

Quickly, he stopped and looked up at me his head tilted to the side.

"Do you love me?" He asked.

"Harry i-"

"Why would you love me? I'm evil" He snapped.

"No your-"

"NO! I AM! LOOK AT ME!" He screamed now standing with his face close to mine.

"No" I whispered. "I am. Your beautiful" 

I caressed his wings. 

They were smooth and soft.

"So beautiful" I repeated.


My eyes fluttered open. The morning light shone through a small gap in the curtains and lit up a strip across my body. I stretched pushing the bed covers off my body and kicking it down with my feet. 

I paused staring at the black ceiling.

So dark.

Like Harry. 

I thought, frowning at how rude he was.

There was a knock on my door.

"Yes?" I called. 

The door handle pushed down yet i'd locked the door before i fell asleep.

"Hang on"  I cried rolling my eyes and got up unlocking the door before walking back to my bed and sitting down with my legs crossed on the soft mattress. The door opened and they walked in.

I looked up at them and frowned slightly before looking down at my hands.

"Why aren't you downstairs?" He asked.

I slowly looked back up at him.

"I'm sorry i was tired" I continued to look him directly in the eyes.

He wore a black suit with matching pants. Underneath he wore a white shirt with the top two buttons undone yet not enough to show any of his chest.

He frowned at me but i tried to remain confident.

"Stand up" he demanded.

Slowly, I stood up. My eyes never leaving his.

He walked towards me but i kept my place. 

He towered over me.

"Get ready! NOW!" He yelled in my face.

I rolled my eyes at him and went to move.

Sharply, he grabbed my wrist.

I yelped but he didn't let go.

He walked forwards forcing me to walk back until my back hit the cold black wall.

"Don't you dare roll your eyes at me" He snarled.

I looked up at him frowning. 

He held both my wrists above my head like in the garden. 

No. Not again!

My eyes widened.

His face grew closer to mine.

I could feel his warm breathe along my neck.

My breathe hitched.

I tried to shake my hands from him but he held my wrists too tightly.

"Let go!" I said almost at a shout.

He smirked at me.

"Don't roll your eyes at me again darling. Or there will be consequences!" He said quietly with anger.


My eyes widened but within a second he was gone. His presence having left the room. 

My chest rose and fell heavily and i looked up calming myself.

Once I calmed, I got ready the same as before.

Maid uniform, Converse and hair up.

I sighed before looking myself in the eyes in the mirror.

'Be confident. Don't let him make you feel inferior' I repeated as a mantra in my head.

I stood up straight and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Rose stood cleaning the kitchen after i'd missed breakfast.

I wasn't hungry anyway.

"Sorry" I muttered as i walked pasted her.

She sighed. "Sit"

I pulled a chair from the table and sat down.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

'No' I thought

"Yes, I'm fine" I faked a smile. "Just tired. That's all"

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