Chapter 8
As we walked down the hallway I felt the cold ice of dread elope my heart. What would happen when I told him terrified me to no extent. When we walked in the room Tom still kept quiet, fine I was the one that was going to talk the most. I slowly took a breath and got ready to let the word vomit explode.
"You can not repeat anything I tell you and you must- please Tom you must try to understand. Alright?" I said felling nerves lick my insides.
"Fine just tell me what the hell is going on." He demanded, ah Tom I wish it were that easy.
"I'm from the future." I looked him strait in the eye. There was no turning back now.
"W-What?" It was the first time I had ever seen him this shook up up in this time or my own.
"I am not Damien I am Harry and I know you in the future Tom. Please don't talk, just let me finish." I knew he would comment but we had to get through this.
So I dove into my story of how that we had in some sick twist of fate had fallen in love. About how he killed my family and loved ones and yet my heart beat only for him, how we were lovers and how he made my body shiver ever since our first night together. That was the best night of my life.
*FLASHBACK*
Sweat slicked bodies rolled together as the night drew to dawn. The pain was still there but it slowly slipped into pleasure as Tom rapidity thrust into his supposed worst enemy. Nether could believe this was happening, but yet nether had felt so complete. Never did Harry feel such wonder.
Tom for his part was still confused about why he was doing this, yet he knew after this he would never be able to kill the boy.
"Tom I need more." Harry's voice broke through Tom's sweaty haze.
He grabbed the teen's dripping young manhood that though not quite as big as his own stood proud, long, and thick. Harry let out a long moan oh this would be a night that he knew he could never and would never forget.
*END FLASHBACK*
He shook his head and turned back to the current Thomas Marvolo Riddle, needing the man he loved the most to understand that he still needed him.
Tom for his part was shocked beyond belief. He couldn't love this boy he couldn't believe this. The boy was gourgeous yes, perfect for sex but yet he still didn't understand this was a lot to take. And just when he was about to tell off the boy he saw the teary eyes look back his own and he felt a queer felling pull at his heart strings. Guilt.
He was not one for it, he had always felt himself above such feelings yet this boy seemed to have a strange power over him.
"How am I supposed to just believe that you are the love of my life and that your from the future? I can't understand how you could think that would work." He said trying to regain control. Yet knowing his voice quivered.
"Well what other choice do I have? I gave up everything to be here with you and yet it still not enough. How do you know you couldn't love me how?"
" I just couldn't." Tom answered
Harry without a single word strode over and kissed Tom letting his love seep through the kiss. He was pushed away and he saw Tom starring at him in shock. He had never seen such beauty.
"Why is this so hard to except?" Harry pleaded.
"You just walk in here and think that I will immediately love you? I no nothing about you and yet you tell me that you're the only one that I will ever love and blah blah blah. Look I just need time to think this over. Your lucky I havent kicked your ass for this nonsense." Tom answered.
"Well can we at least try to be - friends?" Harry asked in a small voice.
"Fine!" Tom grunted and stomped into his room to think of this very strange day. And to dream of those green eyes.
