She's Afraid // Louis

Chapter 9{What are you doing?}

LOUIS' P.O.V

After I had finally calmed down, it was quiet you could say. She was in my arms, and it felt different. It felt better to have her in my arms, instead of yelling at me. She was hesitant when she came into my open arms, which was I guess expected since she had hated me. But everything I had ever doubted goes away, and all I feel is happy, to have Harley here, in my arms tightly.

"Louis, I-I know your a vampire. I don't want to be one, though. You're still amazingly nice to me when you should b-be yelling at me, hating me back. But, I just... can't." She murmured, her sky blue eyes looking at me with worry. We were one step closer to being more, I guess friendly now. Maybe she saw the better in me, which even I know is hard to see. I'm just a killer, how could she even like me now?

But then again, she doesn't like vampires. But, she likes me.

"I know, but I don't ever want to risk losing you." I quietly said, not thinking at all as I did. Maybe now she would find it weird between us, find it shocking. I didn't want to loose her, I had this odd bound to her that even when I wasn't in the same room it felt, it felt like an elastic snapping, hitting me. I needed her. Ever since that day she was in my math class, I had to admit something pulled me to her. I didn't want to put her in danger, plus there's absolutely nothing to like about me. But, she kept looking at me, and stopped me in the hallway.

And I guess I kind of fell in love with her over a few days, maybe.

"Can we just wait? We haven't, I'm not even sure.." She was frustrated, obviously that she couldn't even comprehend a sentence. I chuckled a bit, looking at her with curiosity. I was fine with taking everything slow, I'd prefer that. She had just started liking me, I'm not even sure if it's that. But, at least she was warming up to me.

"I'm fine with slow, darling." I mocked, and she laughed quietly in my arms.

"Okay. How about slower?" She slowly smiled, smiled. She smiled because of me, not a smirk, not a purse of the lips or a frown. She's happy, she has to be. I've made her happy.

I couldn't deny the happiness I instantly felt inside of me, like the Grinch who stole Christmas, his heart grew two times bigger.

"Slower than slow. Promise." I smiled back, our eyes meeting and I swear I got lost in hers. They were blue, with an inner rim of yellow. Kind of like the ocean, with the sun coming up from behind it. They were beautiful, and I instantly wished that I too, could be human. There wouldn't be any problems, like the ones we have. Maybe we would have fallen in love, anyways.

She bit her lip, before slowly leaning into me with hesitance. She wanted ot kiss me, she want to kiss me with her deep red, full and soft-looking lips that I know would easily get me lost in them, as well. I swear, she was going to kill me.

I leaned in, just a bit more so that mine pressed to hers, ours finishing the distance between us. They were better, than I had ever expected them to be, farther than any of my imaginations. Wilder then my wildest dreams, and better than anything I had ever kissed. Nothing compared to her, nothing that anyone could hope for could pass her. She was, and I knew in that moment, my everything.

I pursed against her lips, asking for an entrance. She didn't let me, and I grunted as she pulled away for air, soon returning back as she met with mine against. There was, no description of my emotions, when she placed her hands on my shoulders, moving against mine with some pressure. She wanted us to kiss, all of this so shocking to me that I just forgot about it all, focusing at what was at hands, more like at lips.

My eyes opened slightly, to find hers closed with her long lashes standing out far, her pale skin matching mine somewhat. She was so beautiful, so, so beautiful.

She stopped suddenly, as she had fallen back into the wall before I could notice. I chuckled slightly, running over to her with ease and picking her up. She was blushing, I was making her blush. I liked her this way, but the whole tough girl act was great too. Harley was opening up to me here, she was blushing because of me.

"Slow, right?" She laughed nervously, and I smiled, bringing her into my arms. Suddenly, the pain in my throat burned with fierce, and I tried to swallow it down, but the pain was aching, burning.

"You okay?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows at me with slight concern. I just shook my head, looking to the ground.

"It's just, you know. Vampire.." I trailed on, looking to see if she would understand. She slowly nodded, and I clenched my teeth. I was over due, infact all of the boys were. I couldn't just leave her here, I wouldn't.

She fixed her figure, before walking over to me with a strong expression.

"People are dying... " She dragged on, her jaw lines visible in her pursed lips. "Isn't there anyway, to just maybe not kill people? Like twilight." She smiled slightly, but her grim expression came back. I rose my hand up, running it through my hair and letting it fall.

"We've tried, like I said we're not from stories." I sighed, looking into her for any emotions I could find. She looked distraught, before something clicked somewhere inside of her.

"Why don't you just go to the hospital, get their... blood." She paused before saying blood, scrunching her eyes up as she said it. I groaned, there wasn't anything she wouldn't come to.

"Do you honestly think, that even for a second it would be noticed? I know you're trying to help, but Harley we're not anywhere near a hospital anyways love." I said with honesty, we wouldn't get away.

"There's gotta be something," She put more pressure on her left foot, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms. "Something has to do, there's gotta be." She closed her eyes, deep in concentration. I hated seeing her fret over things, but she probably wouldn't budge if I told her everything would be okay.

Maybe she was on to something, but what else could there be? Nothing, Liam had done the research. There just possibly couldn't be another way..

She stopped, her eyes opening and staring hard at the ground.

"You could drink from me."

I froze in place, shocked by her words. She was saying that we should bite her, drink her blood?

"You're crazy. No." I said strongly, walking closer to her. I would never, never allow that.

"Louis, then, then I won't allow you to leave." She stuttered, shaking her head at me. I pursed my lips, wrapping my arms around her.

"Harley, I wouldn't let you, and would you rather we suffer in pain... Until we finally just didn't exist." I added, looking at her with a pained expression. My throat, the demons inside of me were burning,like pure fire running and dragging across. Her neck was inches away. And her heart beat was loid, luring me almost. Keep it together, I thought to myself.

She looked lost at what to say, not sure what she should say. I rested my hands onto hers, but she didn't give me any affection which hurt somewhat, but the topic at hand was more important.

"I'm .. Hungry." She mumbled after a few moments, her gestures suddenly sad. I didn't want her to be sad, at all. My feet glided over to the kitchen, where I picked through the pantry until I found something she might like.

"Kraft Dinner, sound good yeah?" I spoke in a mumble, before realizing she wasn't in the kitchen, she couldn't hear me. I said it again, earning a small 'Yeah' from her. I could tell she was upset about it. There wasn't anything to do, in fact we had to go tonight. I just hope she would understand.