Darkness (16+)

I can't handle the pain he puts me through, the weight of pain he forces on my heart.
But every time I take a step into his Darkness, I feel myself fall under.
I know he's bad for me, but I need him.
No matter how many times we tell each other to stay away, we both come crawling back.
I love Him.
I love the guy I hate.


13. Chapter 13-

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*Victoria's P.O.V*

I was super nervous as the car pulled up beside the house.

My palms sweated and my stomach secured flips.

"You okay Tors?" Eleanor looked up at me. I gulped and  nodded.

We all got out of the car, Harry locked it, shoving the keys into his back pocket.

"Stop being a pussy" He chuckled,walking round to the path.

I admired his usual black skinnies and button up white shirt, his hair pushed up from his forehead, his piercing clutching his skin, his inked skin shone through the white shirt. He is, the definition, of perfect.

"Shut it curly" I grumbled to him. He pouted his lips. Gagging for attention from me, which i'm really trying not to give him.

"Harry piss off" I whined as he wrapped both arms around my shoulders, squeezing me tightly. I watched Niall and the girls smirk and raise their eyebrows.

I kicked and squirmed, but he continued to hold me until we reached the houses door, where the sound of the music was prominent.

"Thanks" I muttered under my breath as he placed me on the door step, I patted down my dress and raked a hand through my curls.

"Stop fussing,you look gorgeous" Harrys crispy voice whispered in my ear, I blushed pink, why does he have this effect on me?

"Easy for you to say, you know these people" 

"So do you" He smirked, standing behind me.

The door was pulled open by a tall muscular boy. No tattoo's just piercings. I instantly recognised him after my eyes glued on to his cloudy grey ones.



"Hey Toby!" I walked over to the blonde boy, sitting alone in the library.
"Oh, erm hey Victoria" He glanced at me, looking up from his book.
"You okay?" I sat down on the cushioned chair. He nodded.
"Yeah, I-I need to t-tell you something V-Victoria" He placed his book down slowly on his lap, keeping the tips of his fingers in it, to mark his page. "Go ahead" I looked out the window, seeing Harry and my group, Harry making rude gestured to me, I shook my head, oh the spite I have for him. "I want you to be my girlfriend" His words shocked me, making my palms sweat and my stomach hurl. "Oh Toby, I-I, I'm sorry I can't" I stuttered, he looked broken as his eyes welled in tears.


"T-Toby" I stuttered. His lips curled into a tight smile. His eyes lit up.

"Vicks?" His voice was the same, deep and smooth.

"Thats me" I sniffled.

I looked back at Harry, who had a angry look on him, he knew I was going to know them.

"Senior year?" I asked him.

"Yep, they are all here" He nodded. I looked back at Toby and followed him.

"Cameron is here somewhere, I think he's with Lucie" Toby pulled at his shirt. I nodded, I stared at his charming looks. 

"You guys want a drink?" He pointed towards the table and the kitchen, I nodded.

"Let's go get them" Harry grabbed my arm, forcing me to follow him.

"Jesus, Harry" I pulled my hand out from his as we stood on the tiled kitchen floor, our faces close.

"He's trouble" He said, his curls tickled my forehead, Harrys hands rested above my hips, his touch sending shivers down my spine.

"Who?" I sighed, looking into his dilated orbs.

"Toby" He spoke quietly.

"Oh and your not?"I raised eye brows.

I looked down at his lips, so soft and pure.

"I know you want to kiss me Victoria" He spoke , running his tongue along his bottom lip, slowly and teasingly.

"Call me Tori" I hissed, my eyes still wandering from his eyes to his lips.

"Call me yours" Were the last sacred words that fell from his mouth before he crashed his lips on mine in hunger.

Our bodies molded together, as I reached my arms up and around is neck, pulling him closer to me, his arms wound around my waist, pulling me into his torso. 

"Harry, people, will, see, us" I groaned against the kiss.

"Call me yours" He said again.

"Your mine" I whimpered, the words sounding foreign on the kiss.

Why does he want me to call him mine,even though...

I wanted him to be.



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