Secrets Within The Shadows~A L.T. Vampire Love Story (On Hold)

Chapter 4~Oh Shit

This chapter is dedicated to my sista JessaCaylen

Image: Kinda what the bedroom looks like idek use your imagination 😂

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Anna's POV

I could feel the white sheets beneath me. They were soft and luxurious to the touch. I could tell they were expensive without even opening my eyes. A white pillow cushioned my head. A pillow made from the same luxurious fabric that made up the sheets and bedding. This was not my bed. I cautiously pried my eyes open, shielding them with my arm from the burning light pouring through the windows that lined the far wall. I could just make out the sounds of the city blaring through the pure white walls.

I tried to sit up in the expensive bed when a searing pain ripped through the back of my skull. Instinctively my hand shot up to cup the back of my head, immediately brushing over a bump through my brown hair. Another wave of pain brought back the events of last night. It came back in pieces, like shards of glass tearing through my memory. I could remember an alley in the dark of night, a faint image of two boys not much older than me, and blood red eyes. I tried to piece together the puzzle of last night's events. Desperately searching for any information I could grasp. But nothing was coming back to me in clear, understandable images. Nothing.

I eventually gave up on trying to figure out my situation. My body rolled over to the right side of the bed and my arm caught on something sharp. Not sharp enough to break skin or leave a mark, but sharp enough to send a pierce through your nerves. I turned my head to see what the object was. There on a dark wood nightstand, was a picture. It was concealed with a glass frame whose ends were carved into a rope-like design. The morning light reflected off of it leaving tiny rainbows in it's path.

My hand grasped the picture, lifting it off of the nightstand to hover in front of my face. My blue eyes got bigger as I examined the picture. I could tell it had been taken recently, my knowledge and fangirling skills picked that up quickly. The event had been all over social media. Twitter, Instagram, and even Tumblr had blown up with pictures from the Manchester wedding. The picture was of the Tomlinson family with One Direction paired in a big group photo in front of a beautiful sandstone wall. It was from Johannah Poulston's wedding. Louis Tomlinson's mom. The Louis Tomlinson, as in from One Direction. Louis William Freaking Tomlinson. I let out a shuddered breath.

"No way." It was barely a whisper if not inaudible. My eyes were huge by now, but from what? Fear? Excitement? A combination? I didn't even know. I wanted to believe my assumptions but didn't. I was so confused. Like my thoughts and reasons were there on the tip of my tongue, but were trapped inside and couldn't find the nonexistent key to get out. It just didn't make any sense. My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a familiar voice. The thick British accent echoed through the pure white walls of the bedroom. It sent shivers up my spine.

"Liam! Get your fat arse up here!"

Yup the swag master from Doncaster, Louis Tomlinson.

My heart beat sped up as panic swelled in my chest. I heard quiet footsteps rushing up, what I'm guessing ,were stairs. They came to a stop a few feet away from the bedroom door.

"Mate, I can't keep healing her like this. If she hasn't waken up by now I don't reckon she will"

Liam Payne.

At this point I'm not even sure if I'm breathing. 2/5 of One Direction are on the other side of the white door I can't seem to pry my eyes off of. Why are they here? Why am I here? None of it makes sense and it just makes my head hurt more!

Everything that's going on just stops when the golden doorknob begins to turn. The city sounds become a blurred ringing in my ears. My mind goes blank, and my throat goes dry. It feels as if I can hear every click of the door knob's gears going to work, opening the door. Liam noticed first. The light-brown haired man's face had twisted into a confused expression, and then just froze in shock. Louis hadn't noticed yet. He was too busy lecturing Liam about why he should keep healing me...whatever that means. Liam nudged the short brunette and finally got his attention. Louis turned and looked right in my eyes.

"Oh shit."

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A/N

IM SO SORRY!!!

I haven't updated in what seems like forever!

Sorry it's a bit short but next chapter will be better!

QOTD: What band did One Direction open for before becoming headliners?

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-Cailey