Hi my name is Hannibal Dark'ness Dementia Graham Lecter and I have short blond hair (that’s how I got my name) with brown streaks and silver tips that reaches my collar and icy red eyes like limpid blood and a lot of people tell me I look like Mads Mikkelson (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Will Graham but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a cannibal but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a serial killer, and I go to a FBI department called Quantico in Virginia where I’m in the forensics department (I’m fifty one). I’m a snob (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly plaid. I love Burberrys and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black silk shirt with a matching waistcoat around it and a black overcoat, red tie and black dress shoes. I was walking outside Quantico. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of FBI agents stared at me. I put up their business cards in my rolodex.
You and one of the boys are celebrating your one year anniversary.
You stand in front of the mirror making sure your make up looks absolutely perfect. You were wearing a brand new dress that you absolutely loved. It was a beautiful pale blue, it clung to you in such a classy way that made your body look flawless. Your wore huge bold heals and your make up was dark and flirty. You looked like you had stepped out of a magazine. Dan was going to take you out to an amazing place that had just opened and you wanted to look exceptional for your man. You heard a knock at the door of your apartment. You made one last look over in the mirror and then went to open the door. You took a deep breath and opened it. Dan looked like a million bucks. A brand new charcoal black suit, and a silk black shirt underneath. “WOW” you both say at the same time with the same enthusiasm. You both chuckled and kissed each other sweetly. He stepped into your apartment and handed you a gorgeous bouquet of white and red roses. You take them realizing you didn’t even notice them when you first saw him. You lead him into the kitchen to put your flowers in some water. Neither one of you could take your eyes off each other. “When did you get this dress babe?? It is stunning… You look gorgeous.” Dan wraps his arms around your waist from behind as you filled a crystal vase with water. You start to answer as he began to kiss your shoulder and neck causing your breath to catch in your throat. Dan steps away from you abruptly and clears his throat. “Sorry sorry… I need to calm the fuck down or we will never make it to our reservations.” He puts his hands to his face and takes a deep breath holds it in and then lets it out slowly. “Damn you look so good…” he sighs and holds out his hand to you. “Come on lets go eat and then hurry back here so that I can express my love to you… If you know what I mean…” He winks.
Phil leads you into his living room while you are blindfolded. You were nervous. For your one year anniversary Phil thought it would be a good idea to surprise you. He sat down on the couch first and then had to you sit between his legs. “You ready??” he asked you as he put his hands on the tie of the blindfold. “Yeah… I think so…” You let out nervously. “One… Two… Three!!” Phil lifted off your blindfold and you gasped. In front of you on the table were lots of cute little memories of your’s and Phil’s first year together. There was pizza from the restaurant he asked you to be his official girlfriend at. There were candies that you two binged on during Valentines day. There were Japanese sodas from the time you and him had got each other the same thing for your sixth month anniversary (Japaneses foods and goodies). On the TV was the movie you two had seen on your very first date and first kiss. And lastly there was a beautiful necklace laying right in front of you. It had two heart charms on it with the words “Now” and “Forever” carved on them. You covered your mouth with your hands as Phil hugged you tightly from behind. “What do you think?” He asked. “Did I do a good job??” You nodded your head and turned around to give him a huge hug knocking him backwards. “I love you so so much Phil.” You say with your face buried in his sweatshirt. “I love you too (Y/N) now and forever” He says back as he kisses your head.
Harry Styles #1 He see's you for the first time since you broke up (Part Two)
My heart was racing as I walked through the crowded restaurant. I felt uncomfortable in a new black dress that I’d bought a couple of weeks ago but hadn’t worn yet. On my feet were a pair of white Chanel heels with triangular tips and I could already feel blisters appearing.
I shook my head to rid myself of my thoughts and held my head high as the young blonde waitress led me to the table where Harry was waiting for me.
Harry looked breathtaking. He was wearing a black silk shirt that was unbuttoned at the top and his hair fell to his shoulders in curls. He smiled when he saw me and stood up to reveal a pair of tight black skinny jeans.
He leant forward to kiss my cheek “You look incredible”.
I felt myself blush from head to toe and I took a seat.
Harry had already ordered a bottle of wine, my favourite one actually, and the waiter poured us both a cold glass.
“I ordered for you, I hope you don’t mind” Harry said unashamed as the waiter walked away “They do amazing chicken enchiladas”.
I just nodded. I felt really nervous and I hadn’t prepared anything to say to him in advance. I picked up my wine glass and took a sip, feeling slightly more at ease as the ice cold liquid slid down my throat.
“How’s your family?” He asked, breaking the silence as he pushed his hair out of his face.
I smiled “Good. My mum and I ran into your mum and Robin last week, they look well”.
He smiled “They are”.
“How’s L.A? And Nadia?”.
His face fell slightly as he corrected me “Nadine. They’re both good. I’m still as much in love with L.A as I’ve always been”.
“And Nadine?” I asked, hoping I sounded casual “Are you in love with her?”.
Harry shifted in his seat uncomfortably “No. We actually decided to part ways last week. We weren’t really very compatible to be honest”.
I nodded my head thoughtfully. Who is Harry actually even compatible with? Anyone?
“Have you met anyone?” He asked as he lifted up his own wine glass, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully as he looked over my face.
I wanted to say yes. I wanted to tell him that I had moved on and met someone new. But that would be lying. “I’ve been too busy. I went on a date last month but it was a shambles. The guy made ME pay. What even is that!”.
Harry chuckled and I couldn’t help but laugh along with him. “Don’t worry, I won’t make you pay tonight”.
I smiled “This isn’t a date, Mr. Styles. This is two old friends catching up”.
“Oh, so we’re old friends now?” He asked, clearly amused.
“I don’t know, are we?”.
He leant forward and inhaled through his teeth “I’d like to think that we’re much more than that”.
I grinned “And I’d like a million dollars”.
“That can be arranged. I still know your bank details”.
I threw my head back on a loud laugh and he joined in, grabbing my hand from across the table.
My laughter stopped abruptly and I took in a sharp breath. I looked down at our touching hands and a million sparks scattered through my body. Just like when we were together.
I pulled my hand away and Harry was visibly disappointed.
“I miss you, Y/N. So much”.
A lump formed in my throat and I picked up my wine to wash it down “I miss you too, Harry. All of the time”.
“I’m going back to L.A in a few days. Come with me”.