Beautiful Creature (A One Direction Vampire Larry Stylinson fan fic)

Chapter Five

Unknown's POV

As many times as I tried to look away, I couldn't. This boy, whoever he is, is kissing Louis. My Louis. And yet I thought this boy was dating Liam. How confusing; and yet so perfect. Not only did I have a chance to be back in Louis life, but I got the chance to have my boy toy back as well. It was sweet.

This boy, who I felt like I knew had begun to make his way back to the house, walking rather slowly for someone who can just go inside in like, one second. Louis had a look of accomplishment plastered on his beautiful face.

He was quickly gone, leaving that boy alone. I quickly pounced on him, knocking him over. I pinned him down with my legs, grabbing his chin so he can look in my eyes.

"You will go hide in the woods until I come for you, understand?" I asked while I compelled him. He nodded. I quickly let him up and watched as he ran to find shelter. I made my way back into the house I once called home.

Liam's POV

Niall had been gone for a while now, which barely ever happened. I know i sent him out to the council, but usually he would be back by now.

I heard the door open and close downstairs. The television was turned on and I heard a musical laugh. Harry was back.

I walked downstairs and saw him, he wasn't facing me, but he knew I was there.

"Staring again?" He chuckled. He was always so shy around me; never like this.

but

"I take it you're happy," I sighed as I sat next to him. He was watching Friends, which was Keaton's favorite show....

"Yeah," he smiled. He laughed again, watching the show without ever looking away. "This is my favorite episode actually!"

I bit my lip, this doesn't seem like Keaton. Harry would have been so shy and probably would have asked to watch tv, even though he lives here. I can't in his head either. There's no more charmed jewelry that he could be wearing. Maybe he's multi gifted? Most likely not, he would've noticed by now.

I bite my lip, trying to figure this out. Blood doesn't change someone's mood like that.

"Hey guys I'm back!" I hear a thick irish accent say. I jump up from the couch and pull Niall into a hug. He hugs me back and then looks at Harry.

"Hey Harry, didn't I just see you back there?" Niall motions to the woods.

"Haha, no," Harry shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck. Keaton used to do that when he lied...

"I could've sworn, nevermind." Niall smiled and handed us some bags. "Went to Italy and got you these shirts!"

"figures, why'd you go to Italy?" I asked and looked in the bag. Harry smiled and already had his on.

"I wanted Italian," he shrugged and went to go sit down on the couch. "And don't worry a hoot about killing innocent people, i killed the potheads!"

I looked at Harry who was looking outside. He saw Louis and immediately left my side. Within a second, he was at Louis's side and chatting up a storm. They were laughing and touching and I think I saw Harry blush. I know they're connected, but maybe they're like Niall and I, not romantically connected.

I've never had any romantic feelings for Niall whatsoever, but somehow we're connected. Whenever he leaves, somehow we still find each other. I don't think I could ever love Niall more than a brother; we're just too close.

I don't think that Harry and Louis could be in love, it just doesn't seem right. I've read Harry's mind, when I could get in it, and he never had romantic thoughts, just about Louis's eyes. I do have to admit, his eyes are something.

Seeing them like this, you'd think they we're in love. Still, something was off about Harry. I don't think it's him. Or maybe this is how he acts now. Maybe he isn't as tense as he used to be. Maybe he warmed up to us and is acting the way he normally does.

Louis' s POV

Something about his eyes. The way they light up around me. I make him laugh, and his eyes somehow... sparkle? His eyes are like emeralds. Beautiful, and a treasure to look at.

"My eyes, you like them don't you?" He asked in his slow Cheshire accent. My eyes widen.

"No, they are just, really nice to look at?" I say it as more of a question. He looks into my eyes and I laugh. I look away from him. "They say that you can see a lot in some one's eyes. Like sadness, or sorrow, of if they're lying. Luckily for me, I am shit at hiding anything."

"That you are, and at eating. I mean, you're shirt is all messed up with that animals blood! I can't even begin to think of an explanation as to why or how you got blood anywhere but your mouth," He chuckles lightly.

"I'm messy at a lot of things," I wink and look away.

"Dirty mind, Tomlinson," he laughs. "I bet you finish too."

"Oh, I always finish," I said and he laughed. Like full on laughed. He laughed loudly, then quickly covered his mouth and his cheeks turned a slight pink, like he did something wrong. I loved that.

"We better go inside," Harry said. I nodded and made my way to the house. I greeted Liam. He sent me a look. I nodded and walked into his room. He looked at me.

"That guy down there, he is like the exact opposite of Harry. He's acting exactly like Keaton." Liam said. I laughed.

"Why? Because he's doing as expected? Because he's falling for me?" I asked.

"No, what if it's just a platonic connection?" oh no he didn't.