𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑, zayn malik

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓

ZAYN POV

I storm off fed up with this bullshit. I couldn't let anyone know. I just couldn't. It wouldn't be safe for me or them. It would be unfair.

My mind; foggy, all I could think about is my undying thirst for blood.

I needed it.

And I needed it now.

But since I got a smell of her everyone around me smells incomparable. I couldn't feed on anybody else knowing I'd just end up unsatisfied.

But I knew if I had a taste of her I wouldn't be able to stop.

My steps take me to a dark alley and my vision goes hazy, I needed something to sustain me but I couldn't find anything I can feed on.

It was a homeless person sleeping and I had no other choice, until I hear a familiar voice yell out my name.

I scurry out the alleyway and to my surprise Y/n was in front of me, it was cold and dark and I tried to control myself as much as I can, but it seemed unbearable the more she stepped closer.

She was an inch away from my face and I couldn't understand what she was saying, my heart started to beat fast and I started to drool, her scent becoming more and more irresistible.

I lean in my fangs slowly unveiling close to her plump, soft skin before Liam's voice echoes throughout the street.

"You guys alright?"

I nudged myself back "Fine, mate." Walking up to him bumping shoulders.