I Just Want to be Loved

A Fight

People, just give it a little more time.

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-Sammy

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It was around noon the next day when I smelt it again.

I was lying on the couch downstairs with my head in Liam’s lap and I sat up quickly and I ran up the stairs. I felt my fangs come out because, well, there was blood.

I stopped outside of the bathroom door and knocked.

“Yes?” Louis replied.

“When you get out of the shower, can we talk for a sec?” I asked calmly through the door.

“Of course.”

“Thanks,” I replied and I walked out of the room and into I knocked on Harry’s door.

“Come in,” Niall said and I walked through the door to find Harry and Niall cuddling in Harry’s bed.

“Yes?” Harry asked.

“Can I talk to you? Just you?”

“Niall, Sweetheart, will you wait downstairs? I’ll be down there in a second.”

“Of course,” he replied and gave Harry a kiss and pranced out of the room.

“What’s up?”

“Louis’s in the shower right now, and he’s bleeding. I’m talking to him when he comes out and I need all of you down stairs.”

“Of course. Are you going to tell the rest of the boys?”

“No,” I said and shook my head. “I honestly shouldn’t’ve told you. It’s not my place.”

“Okay, well, come here. I see your fangs. You’re hungry.”

I nodded and I walked over to the bed and I sat down on it. I moved behind him and I pulled his shirt to the side and I sunk my fangs into him shoulder.

He flinched and then relaxed. “You know,” he said, “I’m really glad that this doesn’t leave any marks, otherwise that would be very hard to explain.”

I chuckled and pulled away. “Yeah,” I said and wiped my mouth, “that would be.”

“Well, I’m going to go and have Zayn go downstairs and then you have to give all of the some sort of explanation as to what all might happen when you talk to Louis and what they will have to do.”

“Okay,” I replied and we both walked out of the room. I walked down stairs and Harry walked to Zayn rooms.

Once everyone was down stairs, we all just laid on the couch watching the telly for a little while until I heard Louis yell, “Britt? You wanted to talk?”

“Yeah, I’ll be up in a second!” I replied and I got off the couch and paused the show. “Guys, I’m about to go upstairs and talk to Louis about something that he isn’t going to want to talk about. I’m not sure what his reaction is going to be and I’m not sure what’s going to happen. He’s probably going to get angry and leave the room and try and walk out of the house, but it’s your guys’ job to bring him back to our room. We’re probably going to get into a huge fight, and there will probably be yelling, but your guys’ one and only job is to make sure Louis stays in our room, okay?” I asked and they all nodded.