Human (Louis Tomlinson FanFiction)

Two

Two

My tenth year of being a vampire I developed the ability to hear thoughts. A simple one most vampires develop, another simple one being compulsion. I didn't really care about my gift until I heard her voice in my head. The sound of it is what silenced all the others. She was so exhausted that day, her mind completely flooded with the worry of how the day would go.

It was then I had done something I didn't even think about doing for years. I kept digging through her mind, whispering ever so quietly words to help her understand that whatever she had going on it wasn't as bad as it could be. It was something I had learned to do early on. With the power of telepathy also came the power to control someone's mind. I never did that to her, only whispered for her to occupy herself with fond memories of her parents.

I never went too deep into her mind, only scratching the surface of her memories. Zayn had become well aware of my activities a few months ago and he's started following me.

"What do you even see in Her?" He growled.

"She's human, plain and oblivious to everything going on around her" he'd often complain about my interest in her. I couldn't help my curiosity, humans where never interesting until I met her.

"Its something for me to do with my undead life" I muttered.

"We could be tearing at her neck, drinking from her and you want to watch her?"

"She's cute" I shrugged. He glared at me.

"she's human" Zayn scoffed.

"what's that got to do with anything?" I muttered back.

"you know the rules Tommo. if anyone of us is seen with them. it's a death sentence"

"what if I stick to the rules? take her as my own personal living blood bag?" he chuckled at my suggestion, smirking in encouragement.

"The council will tear you apart if they suspect you're falling in love, you know that" I nodded, sighing and walking around a corner to follow her.

"I've got to go find someone to eat" Zayn murmered, and with a soft breeze he was gone. It was late and she had taken another one of her bad idea short cuts. She felt me watching her and saw me when she turned back. I smirked to myself, making my footsteps a bit louder to scare her. She was freaking out, stepping up her pace and I couldn't stop my fangs from popping out when I heard her blood pumping even faster. She smelled amazing and I couldn't wait to taste her blood.

She made it home safely, feeling relieved once I "disappeared". I watched her in her home, the way she'd walk around in her underwear made me chuckle cause sometimes she'd have the strangest patterns on them, like ducks or a puppy, even flowers. And other times she'd be wearing lacy panties, or black underwear that made her hips stand out and her ass look amazing. I could never get in though, she was protected from me as long as she was home. I'd never been invited in and it made me feel happy to know that she could be kept safe from me.

Soon morning came and I watched her walk out of her home, she was short and mostly pale from never going out much, her hair was a soft red colour and her eyes a vibrant green. If I was going to do something about her being with me I had to do it tonight. I needed to know more about her without having to dig into her mind. I wanted to hear her speak to me because she had such a lovely voice.

Her day went on as usual a morning breakfast in her favorite café, coffee to drink on the way to her class, books in her bag and a sketch pad for when she went on her free period to draw trees and small animals, sometimes families playing in the fields.

Night fall came and she was just finished with her late night shift at the library, having to work only one of her two jobs tonight. I walked home with her and she had taken the same regrettable short cut. I could hear no one else and I took it as an opportunity, to press her against a wall. She was silent with fear, her heart beating fast and her body warming up with adrenaline.

"Such a pretty neck" I breathed out. Her whimper was soft when she felt my breath on her skin. Even quieter when my fingertips brushed her shoulder. I could hear her forcing herself to not think about my gentle touches. Some how she felt a trust with me. It made me chuckle a bit when she only trusted me because of the familiarity of my voice.

"Are you gonna hurt me?" She whispered,

"I want to" I mumbled in reply. She held her breath when I tugged slightly at her hair, she liked it when I did that. I couldn't help the smug look on my face when she tried to force herself to hate it. I kissed softly at her skin, being delicate with her and holding her body close to mine. Kissing softly at her skin, I couldn't hold back from biting into her soft flesh. She moaned softly, falling in my arms and wrapping hers lazily around my neck.

Normally my victims would be screaming and trying to push me off, but she only encouraged me, bringing me closer to her. I pulled back for a moment, watching her blood pour out slightly from the crook of her neck. It slid down her soft pale skin, down between her breasts and on her clothes. She was whimpering, panting heavily as I picked her up. She was weak from the blood loss and I felt slightly guilty for taking advantage of her vulnerable state. I carried her to her door and set her down, only for her to fall forward into my chest.

"Come...inside" she was disoriented and the moment she invited me in made me worried for her. She wasn't protected from me anymore. I could come in and feed on her when I wanted. I knew then that I wouldn't be taking her from her life. She has so much going for her, why should I make her live through almost dying just so I can feed. My steps were quiet while I carried her to her bed.

"Clothes" she murmured to me. I laid her down, tugging at her jeans and I had to hold back from biting her again when I saw her thighs. She moved to sleep on her side, but I stopped her before she stained her sheets with blood. Using my speed I grabbed a warm wet cloth and pressed it to her skin, delicate near her bite and a bit rougher on her stained skin to scrub off the scarlet colour. Her hum was soft when she leaned into my touch.

I had finished cleaning her up, patching up her wounded neck and changing her shirt for her. Once my cold hand had left her warm skin she reached out, catching my wrist.

"Stay" she breathed out, tired eyes looking up to mine.

"You've lost a lot of blood darling. You need something to drink and eat" I mumbled. Rushing to get her a cup of juice and something sweet to snack on. I had returned within seconds of my departure. She wasn't surprised by how fast I was, and it made me wonder why. I did a little more digging in her head and found that she'd been noticing me and she had searched about vampire lore. She was looking for my kind. She sat up weakly and I had to help her eat and drink.

"You've been talking to me in my head" she stated quietly. I watched her in curiosity, nodding to show her that she was right.

"Why don't you burn in the sun?" I smirked at her question.

"There are ways in protecting ourselves. We've had them for centuries, in order to blend in with your kind. I don't fucking sparkle in the sunlight either" I explained. A mark had to be made on those who were worthy to walk amongst the humans in order to lure them in for feeding, or the hunt the councle holds every year. I was turned by a manner of the councle and had to go through the process of being marked.

"What's your world like?" She whispered. I pulled my brows together in deep thought, she'd be put in danger if the council ever found out. She'd be taken and auctioned off as a living blood bag to someone.

"I can't tell you" I whispered, laying her down and covering her up.

"Your eyes" she whispered, her warm hand reaching up to my face. I stared down at her in wonder.

"You're not afraid" I stated quietly and she smiled tiredly at me, humming when she brushed her finger softly against my lashes when I blinked.

"Trust" she murmered, her eyes fluttering shut, her hand slowly falling limp. I took a step back from her and watched the young human girl sleep. I couldn't stop myself from rushing out of there, she was a strange girl and I needed to stay away from her. I'd bring her nothing but trouble.

I was the trouble.