My secret crush |Klaus Mikaelson|

*Chapter 12

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My loves i'm so sorry for not updating this story, i really had no idea so many of you are reading my story and i'm so greatfull for that! I love you my dear readers. Here a new chapter I hope you guys like it! Love Frédérique.

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Klaus grabbed my arm. 'Why didn't you tell us' Rebekah asked. I began to laugh. And now I'm dying your willing to talk to me, go to hell Rebekah' I said with tears in my eyes. 'You thought he didn't want to cure you isn't it' she asked. 'It's true, I just didn't bothered to ask I had a great life' I said. 'So your just willing to die' Klaus asked. 'You were right, I will not cure you' he said and almost ran out of the room. Rebekah looked at him amazed. 'Nik come back' she yelled and ran after him. I laid down on the soft bed and closed my eyes.

He pulled his lips away from mine and looked at me with pleading eyes. 'This was a mistake' he said and let go of me. I looked at him confused. 'What do you mean' I asked. 'You kissed me, I like you nik' I said blushing. 'That's just the problem, I want some fun and you'll be attracted like all the way I don't want a relationship' he said to me. It hurted. 'So you just used me' I asked. 'That's right' he said. I got tears in my eyes. 'Alright then' I said.

I woke up with a gasp. I looked around, nobody was in here. I began coughing blood. The bed was minutes later stained with it. It was gross. Maybe this was a signal that I will die anytime soon. I hugged my pillow. I closed my eyes. Ready for my life long sleep. I got shaken about an hour later. And to my surprise I was still alive. 'What' I snapped groggily. It was Klaus, he looked at me with pity. He crawled op to my bed, he putted me between his legs, so my back was resting against his chest. He bit in his wrist what let the blood flow. 'No' I said weak. He pushed his wrist against my mouth so I couldn't do anything than drink. It tasted so good. I grabbed his wrist, I wanted more, I needed more. 'There you go' he said and kissed my hair. I kept drinking his blood, blood never tasted so good. It made me crave for more and more. I couldn't stop. He took his wrist back, I pulled up my sleeve and saw that the wound was gone. It vanished. I swallowed hard. 'Thank you' I said an turned so I could see him. He let me see that gorgeous smile of him. 'You're welcome' he said and disappeared. What a smart ass. But I love that smart ass...

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