The Northern Vampire (One Direction Fan Fiction) (editing)

The Northern Vampire

Hello, I'm Ella West. I live in northern Europe. I'm a vampire, but not just a regular vampire. What's the difference between a vampire and a northern vampire? You might ask, I'll tell you:

A northern vampire is faster, stronger,  and every northern vampire has their own special power. You'll find out mine out later on. We have light blue eyes instead of blood red, but they turn brown when we're not hunting, but we can make them show under command. I'm not certain if southern vampires can do the same. But the biggest difference between other vampires and us, is that northern vampires are practically extinct. 

Carrying on, I'm 17 years old. I live with my friend Sophie, she's a vampire too. We live together in a small house in the middle of nowhere, no rodes, nothing. Just us and the trees, it's perfect. There's a little town not that far away, we used to go to school there. Last year was our final year. Our parents moved away, we will be moving soon too. 

"I'm going to miss this place." I said to Sophie, who was drinking blood of a deer.

"So am I." she said while wiping the blood from her mouth.

"Sophie?" I ask, she looks up at me. "Can you smell that?" I ask.

"Yeah, we should go." She stood.

We ran quickly back to our cabin.

"Do you think they smelt us too?" She asked.

"I don't think they did. They would come after us." I look outside "We should get to school."

After School

"Ella, we should turn around." Sophie whispered.

As we turn around, I looked back, Duncan and Eric were sitting on a bench, watching us. A few months ago, Sophie and I went to a party with them. By my hand, it went south fast and now they won't speak to us, but they have no problem staring. 

Flash Back

I watched Duncan drunk, dancing with Sophie. She didn't look like she was having fun, well, not as much as Duncan seemed to be, spilling his drink as he moved. I was sitting with Eric.

"I'm going to go talk to Sophie" I said, I kissed his cheek.

I walked over to Sophie and asked if I could talk to her. We went into one of the guest rooms, we sat down on the bed.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"No," she paused. "I saw Duncan kissing another girl." She began to crying.

I hugged her. Then Duncan stumbled in, spilling his drink all over the floor. 

"Where the hell did you go!" He shouted.

I got up and told him to leave, he refused and slapped my cheek, hard. I was on the floor. I got up quickly, I wasn't angry but I wasn't exactly pleased ether. I looked him in the eyes, he tried to hit me again, but I caught his wrist, never looking away from his eyes. He was shocked for a second, then angry once more.

"Let go of me!" He yelled as he tried to pull away from my grip, on his wrist.

I just stood there silent, still looking right at his eyes, still holding his wrist. He struggled, trying to pull away from my grip. His face began to get red with anger. 

"Bitch, let go of me!" He yelled angrily.

My mind was going wild, how could he do this to Sophie? I let go of his wrist.

"Finally." He spat, rubbing his wrist.

Then I hit him, hard. He hit the floor, just as Eric walked in.