She's Afraid // Louis

Chapter 2{Baron Street}

HARRY'S P.O.V

Her blood, it was just so luring - like the smell of food when you've been starving for ages. I just needed to taste- to just have a little. I cocked my head slightly, curious about her. She has a very faint, familiar smell. I tried to put my finger on it, but I just couldn't. I mentally snapped myself out of it, taking her by her shoulders and pushing her with me.

"What the hell! Get away from me!" She yelled ferociously, but I knew she could try and get away. I said, try.

"Sweetie, I just want to spend time with you. Let's go enjoy ourselves." I murmured loud enough of for her to hear. She was definitely a beauty- dashing red locks that went past her shoulders, ghost pale skin that resembled mine, and ice blue eyes that glared at mine.

"I don't want to spend time with you, jerk." She yelled again, trying to be free herself from me. I chuckled, her attempts only making her more luring. Maybe, just maybe, I should save her. I've just had a snack anyways, perhaps the boys would like to share.

"You're a fiery redhead." I commented, picking her up easily. She screamed more, and I knew people would start to stare at my attempts to, er, kidnap her. Knocking her out was a way I could stop her. That seemed like my only option.

"And you're a pedophile. Let me the hell go!" She screeched, but I snarled right afterwards earning myself a gasp from her. I knocked her out easily, doing the well- known vulcan nerve pinch.  I put pressure on her neck, and slowly her eyes drooped but not before she whispered "You arse.."

I took off, not wanting to gain anymore attention than what I already have. I knew a short cut, and I desperately wanted to taste her blood. Just a taste. I breathed in, her scent filling my every instinct. The boys would love me after this, that is if I could contain myself long enough. 

While running, I noticed she indeed was beautiful. Such a waste, I thought. She probably had a life. But I couldn't focus on that now. I needed blood. I need her blood. After running for oh, about 2 minutes I reached our dead end street house. We all lived together, seeing how it was much more easy if we stuck together.

Entering, I breathed in heavily seeing that we were all here. Good. I couldn't wait any longer.

"I see you brought us a meal." Niall said, looking up at me. His eyes were a duller red, showing that he was hungry. Liam quickly entered, vampire speed of course. He peered at her, looking at her sleeping figure. His eyes were dull too. Liam always tried to last the longest without blood, but we all knew it drained us faster than a broken pipe. We hated ourselves for it, but being a vampire had some positive things.

"She was alone. Couldn't help myself." I murmured, knowing all too well they could hear me. I looked around seeing as Zayn entered the room. No, we didn't have rather large fangs. We just had what looked like large teeth, humans got us all wrong. We were pale, and had crimson eyes the color of blood.

Not to mention, we all had unique gifts. I could tell if you were lying to me, but it wasn't the best. Liam; his was persuasion. He could persuade you do things for him, he hated himself for it. Niall, now he had a cool one. He could read your mind, but when he didn't feed regularily he wouldn't be able to. He can only read other vampires thoughts, though. Zayn had a pretty vain one, he could get you to like him, in a love like way or just a friendly way. Likeable. Finally, Louis. He could protect anyone he wanted, but only if he absolutely knew he loved them enough to do so. Love. If he loved you enough, but enough strength into it, he could protect you from almost anything.

I was surprised Louis hadn't come out yet, he had said he was hungry before I had left. I dropped her on the ground, she should be awake any second. Zayn hissed when she opened her eyes, they were even more clear now in the lights. They resembled Niall's old blue ones, except they had a gold tinge on the inner pupil. Such a shame, I thought to myself.