I bolt out of the door and down to the school. I slow down to a steady walk and make my way to my locker. The familiar sound of shoes treading on the floor fills my ears. I hear footsteps approach me and someone taps my shoulder. I spin around and come face-to-face with none other than Louis. I snap my teeth together and try to keep in control. He smiles at me.
“Hi, Juliet! Umm, I was just wondering why you left so abruptly yesterday…” He says. I shrug in response.
“Are you okay?” He presses.
“Yep” I reply. He looks at me in disbelief.
“Are you sure? You look a little, uh, disheveled.” He says. I shrug again.
“Whatever. I feel fine.” I lie, barely cracking at the end. I avoid his gaze, knowing I would crack if I looked into them.
“Juliet, I hope you know you can trust me.” He pushes. I sigh.
“I know, but I honestly can’t tell you.” I respond.
“Why?” He asks. Thankfully, the bell rings right then. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was keeping and hurry off to class. I walk in the classroom and fall into my chair. Louis and his friends follow in soon and surround me. I sigh inwardly. The teacher begins to talk and my eyes begin to wander. An annoying tapping ensues on someone’s desk. I try to ignore it, but fail miserably as my head snaps towards the sound. I see a smirking Louis and I sigh. He mouths ‘Lunch?’ to me. I think back to the awkward and head-pounding event that happened yesterday. I shake my head no, to which he frowns.
I turn my attention back to the teacher and focus on not falling asleep.
The lunch bell rings and I zoom out to back behind the school. My stomach growls for some heavier rabbit or, if I’m lucky, deer rather than the light human foods like mashed potatoes and casserole. I run deep into the woods and my bones begin to crack and ache. I shrink onto all fours before rising to my full height. Instantly, my paws begin to push off the ground and accelerate me through the trees. I hear a slight ruffling of leaves and jolt my head to a grazing deer. I bend and prepare to pounce. I push off the grass and attack the unsuspecting animal. It falls beneath my paws and I tear into its flesh. I finish eating and run towards the entry to the woods so I wouldn’t be late for my last class. I stop where I am just barely hidden and morph back into my human form. I go to jog out of the woods but my shirt snags on a tree branch, leaving a large rip from the hem to half-way up my stomach. I growl at the unfortunate happening but continue back to school. I walk out of the woods and look down at the rip, hopelessly trying to mend it.
I sigh loudly as I realize it is not fixable. I look up and am immediately met with blue eyes standing about 10 feet away. Oh gosh…
“Hey! Are you okay?” Louis asks frantically, running towards me.
“Uh, yeah… Why wouldn’t I be?” I ask. He glances down at the rip.
“Did you… umm… Okay, this is going to sound crazy. But, did you get attacked by a wolf?” He asks. The words trigger the faint memory of me pouncing on a human, but feeling bad and backing off. Was that… Louis? No, it couldn’t have been. Could it? I snap out of it.
“Umm, y-yeah.” I stutter. His eyes grow wide.
“Bloody heck, Juliet. Are you okay? Did you get scratched? Are you bleeding? Should I get the nurse?” He asks in a frenzy.
“No, no I'm fine. Just a little rip, that’s all.” I say. He calms down slightly before tensing back up.
“Why were you in the woods?” he asks.
“I, uh, I…” I stutter, searching for a good excuse. I hated lying to him, but I couldn’t tell him why. ‘Oh, you know I was hungry! Yep, so I tore up some animal and ate it. This rip? That was just a tree branch that snagged. It’s all cool. Did I mention I’m a werewolf?’ I mean, imagine how that would sound. “Listen, I need to get to class.”
“Wait! Just…” He sighs. “What did the wolf look like?”
I raise an eyebrow in confusion. Why would he care?
“Um, I don’t know…” I say.
“Was it black? Did its eyes change from black to blue?” He asks.
“I, uh, yeah.” I say, trying to ignore the fact that he just described my wolf perfectly. Well, except for the eyes… My eyes only change when…
Bloody. Heck.
I need a mirror. Now.
“I have to go. Like, right now.” I say hurriedly. I run off in the direction of the girl’s bathroom inside. I finally make it and stare into the mirror. I gaze into my eyes.
Blue.
They change because of my mate. They change because of Louis.
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KILLER (One Direction/Werewolf)
Fanfiction*One Direction/ Werewolf* Those eyes. Those deep grey, nearly black, killer eyes. They haunt me. They have since that night. That one, fateful night. It left me with one wish, one urge. To kill.
