My Boyfriend, The Vampire (Niam AU)

Chapter One

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Niall Horan fluttered his eyes open, taking in the brightness of his bedroom.

He groaned and dragged himself out of bed.

He checked his phone notifications.

(6) messages from DJ Malik

6:29 am

-Hey, vas happenin..

6:45 am

-Nialler, im bored

7:20 am

- i cant wait til hazza and loueh admit they LOVE eachother

7:22 am

-hazza and loueh sitting in a tree...

7:23 am

-Kissin' lol

7:34 am

-Helllllo niall? Anyway, c ya at school

Niall quietly laughed at his friend and went to get some clothes.

He thought what Zayn had was true though, Louis and Harry needed to man up and say "I love you" to one another. Niall would find that adorable, yet it would make him jealous. Not because he liked Lou or Haz more than friends, it's only that Niall himself wanted a relationship like the one they could have.

But they didn't take the chance and that bothered Niall so very much. Because Niall has dreamed of something like that forever. But no chances arose.

At school, his only friends were Zayn, Louis and Harry.

Apparently being gay does that to you. Gives you limited friends. Seperates you from society.

As far as Niall was concerned, his only straight friend was Zayn.

That was probably weird for Zayn huh? But honestly, Zayn didn't mind in the slightest.

***

Niall showed up half an hour late for first period.

He ran into class, passed the late slip to the teacher and ran to sit beside Zayn.

"Niall James Horan!! Where have you been?" Zayn joked in a whisper-yell.

"Around." He smirked back to his dark haired friend.

"Seriously Niall." Zayn whispered, the smile still on his face.

"My car wouldn't start. Had to walk."

Zayn nodded.

"So about Lou and-"

"Horan! Malik! Seperate yourselves if you're going to speak through my lesson!" The teacher spat.

Niall huffed, and looking at the ground, inched away to another desk.

Zayn sent him an apologetic smile.

Niall returned it.

***

At lunch, Niall detached himself from his friends to "go to the bathroom".

Really, he was making an excuse to go cut himself.

Niall, you see, pretended to be happy, pretended to accept his sexuality.

It was all a lie.

He hated himself.

Niall went to his locker and grabbed his bag. He checked down the halls and sprinted for the door.

He ducked into the thick woods behind the school and walked to a clearing.

He threw his bag onto the grass and ripped it open.

He dug out the blade and was about to cut a new scar onto his wrist, when he heard a snap of twigs.

He looked around, and finally deciding it was nothing, turned back to the blade.

He uttered a quick prayer and, his hand shaking, brought the small, stained blade across his wrist.

He whimpered to himself, thinking he sounded much like a girl, but realizing he didn't care because he was alone... Or so he thought.

Because the second the bright red blood left Niall's body, an animalistic growl was heard and before Niall could yell, let alone turn around, he was forced to the ground with a sickening snap sounding.

And before Niall was completely blacked out, something pierced his neck.

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