|| 25. Studying? ||

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There was a boy in your college, he was smart, very smart. Cultured in every way possible, and the kinda looks that caught everyone's attention who walked past him. You didn't know much about him, just that he existed and was in your photography class.

He looked always the least disinterested in it, but you always spoke to him, and knew him relatively well. However, there was an upcoming exam on culture in New Orleans, and he was helping you learn it as you needed it.

His name was Louis, and many people envied you, as he only spoke to you. No one else, people, mainly girls, tried too but he wouldn't let them. He only spoke to you. Louis was gorgeous you couldn't lie to yourself, although you had never thought anymore of him.

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"Are we still studying together this Saturday at my house?" he asked you, whilst staring into your eyes and the teacher talking in the back of the class.

"Yes, I need too, so I'm not backing out. Unless your having second thoughts, then I can study on my own." you muttered, scribbling down some random notes.

"Fine, I'll see you Saturday then for our last revision lesson before the test." Louis murmured, and you just nodded.

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You knocked on his apartment door, and he hastily answered, "You're here, lovely evening isn't it?"

"Yes Louis it is, but it's cold, so may I please come in instead of chatting at the door?" you laughed, but shivering.

Inside, you made brief small talk whilst laying your notes out on the table, but he was at the kitchen counter. As the kitchen and dining area were shared, he grabbed some glasses of wine and put them onto the table. "Good luck charm, always works for me before an exam." Louis laughs.

"I don't drink but thank you for the offer!" you said, as you further gathered your notes and he gave you a glass of water instead. Then he proceeded to walk into another room and grab his revision notes to pick up from the last revision session. 

Time began to quickly pass and before you knew it, it was 11pm, you had been there for 5 hours. "I suppose I should be leaving it's late Louis, the last subway train home is in 30 minutes, I can't be missing it." you say, beginning to pack your notes away hastily. 

"Don't go then, stay the night, I live alone and I have a spare bed." he says in a begging tone, it was as if he didn't want you to go. You looked suspiciously at him, but agreed as it was a lot safer option, especially in this area and with how late it was. 

You placed your bag back onto the floor by the dining table, then proceeded to go into his living room and sit on sofa, where he hastily joined you. His mood suddenly perked, it was strange he'd never been this happy before. 

"Louis are you okay? Your sudden burst of happiness has me taken back a little" you mumbled in joking tone, but he was now far too ingrossed looking at you to care. That was weird, but you never thought too much about it. 

He was soon very close to you, Louis played with your hair and began kissing your neck, you were quickly flustered. 

"Woah Louis, what are you doing?" you asked, confused but still trying process what just happened. You quickly pushed him away though, he was taken back by this. 

"What? I know you fantasise about me you know, it's obvious. I know all about what you think of me. From simply what you think of me to those deeper thoughts, that you desperately keep tucked away..." he said, how could he possibly know this? You think lots about him, but you kept that too yourself. His often lack on interest gave you a hint that you were no more than study partners. "H-how do you know that?" you muttered, as he began to learn closer into you again. 

"There is much you don't know about me Y/N, I'm a much deeper person than what you know me to be. However, how was it not obvious?"

"What's obvious?.."

"Oh god, that I like you. Your the only person I talk too, I let you over my apartment. I would spend every second with you if I could."

You just stared at him in disbelief, knowing that you couldn't resist him if you tried. The tension the air suddenly became obvious, you took your opportunity and basically jumped onto him there and then. Both your lips collided with each others, but then his left yours, and moved onto your neck.

His kisses were light and delicate, and like that, his hands slipped around your neck tightly. "I'm so sorry for this, forgive me."

Two sudden and sharp jabs entered your neck, you squirmed but his grip was tight. He was a vampire...your thoughts becoming cloudy and your soul began to leave your body. How could something so innocent become and yet hide such an evil?...

A/N : I'm so sorry this is so bad, it's literally been in my drafts for months, but I'm going to try and get back into writing again soon. <3

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