Y/N's POV.

My lips skimmed over the flesh on his neck and I could feel the veins around my eyes popping out and my fangs start to appear.

"I'm sorry Harry, I just, I haven't fed in a while and-" I stop myself, knowing Harry is bewildered to hear all this.

"Why? Why haven't you?" He asks curiously as my head comes back from his neck.

"Haven't found the time, I suppose." I shrug. I'm still surprised that he knows I'm a vampire and isn't scared yet. "Let's go, the guys are waiting for you." I stand up and try to walk to the door, my body failing me when I loose balance and slam against the wall to prevent my fall.

"Woah, Y/N, are you okay?" He rushes over to me and holds my arm.

"Yes, but I'd keep my distance if I were you, I really don't want to hurt you." I bite my tongue as he comes closer and I can feel his heartbeat against my ears, the way his heart is pumping blood so quickly and the small thumps on his neck.

"Drink from me." Harry whispers and looks at me sincerely, I only shake my head and swallow hard down my dry throat. "Don't object, I know vampires get weak if they don't feed, please, I hate to see you like this."

"No Harry, if there's one promise I want to keep is not hurting you, I'm not putting you in that danger, I'll just go fetch something." I try to stand again but my knees buckle and I slip, Harry catching me in the way, holding up my thighs and back and walking us to his bed. He sits down and leaves me in his lap.

"Please, drink." He encourages and removes small ringlets that hang over his neck. I don't want to, but the ache for blood is eating me alive. "If it's too much, I'll tell you to stop." He assures and leans my face up against his neck.

"Ok, only what's necessary, though." I weakly press a kiss on his lips before moving back down to his neck. "Ready?" I wait for an answer.

"Yeah." Harry breathes and I press a soft kiss over his jugular vein before letting my teeth sink in, gradually accepting the warm liquid.

"Oh." I groan as I sit up on his lap, getting more access to his neck. Moans of slight pain fall from his lips but the sweet taste of his blood clouds my mind. The red substance trickles down the side of his neck and he winces.

"I-I think that's enough." Harry grabs my hips and tries to pull me back but I move closer to him, slamming my body against his which makes his back fall onto the bed.

"It's so good." I moan and continue to suck.

"Y-Y/N, you're hurting me." I immediately stop and lift my head to see a tired looking Harry staring at the ceiling. His eyes are drooping and his heart beat is decreasing.

"Shit." I promised I would stop, what the hell is wrong with me? "Here, c'mon." I push away the temptation and sit beside him, pulling his head onto my lap. I quickly bite my wrist, placing it over Harry's pursed lips.

"C'mon Harry, please." I pull his lips apart and let a few of my blood drip into his mouth. He swallows hard and slow and soon his face regains color and his eyes are wide open. "I'm so sorry." I whimper and brush the hair from his forehead.

"Hey, it's alright, I let you do it remember?" He smiles softly and places a hand on my cheek, slowly cleaning the remains of blood on my mouth with his thumb, then pushing it to my lips as I lick it.

"I love you, thanks for keeping me around." I tell him honestly.

"I love you, and you know there's nothing I'd rather do." He says and continues to clean around my mouth.