It is cold; freezing cold. Walking in the streets with the craving of blood excites me, I see a faded figure in the distance. As I walk towards it, it becomes clearer. In front of me, there is a girl, she is wearing a neon pink zebra crop-top and the shortest black leather skirt I have ever seen. Her 6 inch black stiletto heels bring her to my height. As I approach her, she faces me and smiles.
"Hey gorgeous," I flirt with a slight smirk.
"Hey," she replies trying to sound sexy. You can tell she is trying a bit too hard.
"What's a girl like you doing out at this time of night?" I ask, knowing she was some type of prostitute or something like that because who just stands around in the streets at like one in the morning? Desperate people who want money.
"I'm just waiting for someone to come around for I can show them a good time," she tells me.
"How much of a good time can you show me?" I answer back while biting my lips so she could assume that I'm turned on; she looks at me with question.
"Aren't you Liam Payne from One Direction?" One who? Oh yeah, that's right.
"Yep, and you are?" I questioned in return while giving her a twirl so I can see her junk in tha trunk.
"Roshelle, Roshelle Goldsworthy."
"I've never heard that name before; you must be a special girl."
We are at the front door of my condo. I open the door for her, and she makes an effort to walk in like a "classy lady."
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FanfictionLiam is changing; a lot. He has been walking in the streets late at night, and putting dead bodies in freezers!! You wouldn’t expect this from our caring, responsible, and sensitive Liam now would you? But a shocking discovery puts all the guys life...
