How I met One Direction

It's a myth...right?

"a what?".

"you heard me, a vampire." Tyler said.

"Tyler, stop trying to fool me. I need to go." I told him, trying to push him out the way. Suddenly, his eyes turned blood red and his pointy teeth extended into fangs.

"you need to die." Tyler moved closer, pinned my arms to the brick building behind me, and moved to my neck. I knew enough about vampires to be able to predict what was going to happen.

I opened my mouth to scream, but Tyler quickly covered my mouth. I was going to die.

'I love you Harry. I love you.' my vision started to go dark, my neck burning from pain.

'good bye Harry. Bye..." I hardly had the chance to aknowelgde Tyler wasn't pinning me against the wall anymore before I collapsed on the ground and let the darkness envelope me.

..................

"Eleanor, it's been twelve hours. Why is she still out?" I heard a voice say as I drifted into consciousness.

Stop harassing Eleanor. And stop freaking out. She'll be okay. She just lost alot of blood, that's all."

"lost blood? LOST BLOOD?!?! A FREAKIN' MONSTER TRIED TO SUCK THE LIFE OUTTA HER!!!"

"Harry chill out. She's gonna open her eyes in fifty six seconds. I don't doubt she can hear us now."

"can you hear her?" a voice I recognized as Louis said.

"I can here your thoughts about Eleanor." I heard Harry say. "but you know I cant hear her unless she thinks TO me."

"oh, yeah..."

"shut up now or you'll say something you don't want her to hear." Eleanor said.

"freaky Eleanor." I heard someone new say. Liam?

'uuuuuhhh' I thought. 'my head...'

"I wish I knew what she is thinking!" Harry said.

'I don't. Why do you want to hear my thoughts? Ever heard of privacy?' I thought as I imagined saying it to him.

I heard someone gasp. Ignoring the gasp. I slowly opened my eyes. I was on the tour bus and Harry, Louis, Eleanor, and Liam were sitting or standing around the couch were I was

laying.

"hey! Look who's awake!" Louis said.

"fifty six seconds, exactly." Eleanor said under her breath.

"why does my head hurt?" I asked.

"just after you went to go get your jacket, we heard you cry out in pain. We ran to help. You were sprawled on the pavement with a nasty bump on your head. Perri and I caries you back while Danielle went to get your jacket." Eleanor explained.

'i did fall over. Could I have just dreamt the whole Tyler-vampire-I gotta die thing?' I thought. Then I remembered what Harry just said: "I can't hear her unless she thinks to me." what was that supposed to mean? Could Harry read minds? Why couldn't he hear mine?

Unless I "think to him" what's that supposed to mean? I was probably going crazy, but I tried something.

'Harry? Can you hear me?' I thought, channeling my thoughts to him. 'okay now I feel stupid.' I looked at Harry to see his reaction, it was a calm expression. No hint of whether it worked or not.

'I wish it was two way.' I thought.

'it is two way.' a voice replied.

'what the heck!' I thought. 'um, whose this? And why are you in my head?'

"Hannah? Are you okay?" Louis asked.

"oh...uh...yeah, Lou I'm okay. I've got a headache, I'm gonna go take something." I left the group.

'hello?' I thought once I got back to the bathroom.

'hello.'

'who are you?' I asked.

'someone who can read and send thoughts.'

'well duh!'

'and why...uh...how are you in my head?'

'I'm not actually in your head, I can just read and send thoughts.'

'already said that. And can you hear ALL my thoughts?'

'no, I can only hear/read the thoughts you want me to.'

'oh. Is it like this for everyone?'

'no, everyone else I can hear their thoughts whether they want me to or not.'

'why only me then?'

'it's not only you. Usually there are two or three like you.'

'any one I know?'

'that you can remember? No.'

'what do you mean "that I can remember"?'

'I've said too much, the less you know, the safer you'll be.'

'safer? What's that supposed to mean?...hello?...great, just great.'

I took a deep breath and walked back to the couch.

"hey, headache better?" Eleanor asked.

"oh...uh...yeah." I answered distractedly. The voice that I talked to in my head reminded me of someone...but I can't remember who. Might've been Harry, I did call his name.

I could try something. To shock whoever was reading my thoughts and sending me theirs. If I does work, great! If it doesn't I look like a loon, although I could be called a loon for thinking that I had a mental conversation. 'well,' I thought. 'here goes nothing'

'Harry. I know vampires are real. I know I didn't dream Tyler.'

'WHAT?!?! who told you? I bet it was Niall. God, werewolves can't keep their mouths shut!'

'actually, you told me. That I didn't dream the Tyler thing, that Tyler's a vampire, that niall's a werewolf, that you can read minds, that Eleanor can tell the future.'

'crap. I fell for it.'

'yep.'

'I suppose you know who I am.'

'I've got a pretty good guess. Your Harry, right?'

'yep. I suppose you want the whole story now?'

'yep.' i heard him metally sigh.

'it's a long story.' he began.