Vampyrus (One Direction)

4:Louis

"Thank you thank you everyone for coming tonight!" I screamed then jumped at Liam who was weirdly out of his usual self. He looked at me in surprise before smiling evilly and running back and forth even with me on his back.

"Lilo!" I heard the crowd chant. I smiled at him but my smile dropped immediately when I felt a pull in my heart. What the fuck? Last time I checked my heart doesn't work.

I frowned, Liam looked at me with concerned eyes. "What happened? " he asked. "M-my heart. I-I-it worked for a while. Liam I felt a pull." I said, looking at him with wide eyes. His eyes matched my own.

"Well.....that's....interesting..." he trailed off looking at the stage. Again, I felt another pull in my heart. I clutched my shirt tightly, my breathing became heavy. Fortunately, the concert ended. Next we had to meet the fans, but the pull kept getting stronger.

"Um Paul I need to get some painkillers for a bit." I said, my voice low. He looked at me then nodded. I sprinted to the medics. I can't think straight. I wonder why?

As soon as I reached the room, my eyes went wide at what I saw. Lux, on her vampire mode. This is bad. Very very bad. Whenever Lux changes into her vampire mode ahe can't control herself. She even once killed a human boy when she fed!

I followed her hungry gaze and saw the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, but somethings wrong. She looks sick, so sick that she looks like she's in tge verge of dying. My beloved. Is in danger. Must. Save. Her.

My instincts kicked in as soon as Lux came nearer and nearer my beloved. I held both Lux's arms and dragged her to Lou's makeup room. I immediately locked the door as soon as I let go of her little arms.

I looked back at the medics room. Where my beloved lays. I ran to the room with my vampire speed. Her eyes are wide, like she's a deer in headlights. She must be shocked, alright.

"L-love?" I asked her, my voice soft. So soft I thought I would never acquire such. Her eyes planted at me. Those brown eyes. I will never forget those.

But our little meeting just had to be cut short. She started coughing wildly. Blood splattered across her bed. My eyes went wide. What the hell is happening to my beloved?!

I ran to her and tried to soothe her fragile body. "T-thank y-you...." I heard her melodious voice said. I had to admit I was caught off guard and I stiffened a bit but I masked it quickly with a smile.

"Your welcome love." I replied. God I wish we could talk all day. I notice her eyes began to close. I started to panic. Whats happening?

Soon enough her whole body limped back to the bed. Her eyes are closed, her breathing.....she doesn't breath anymore. I can't hear her heartbeat!

I scooped her fragile body out of the bed. A new emotion started to wind up in me. Something that made my whole body move slower than a zombie.

Something that made me remember the movies where the guy cries over the girl. This emotion. Its....its sadness...isn't it?

I carried her in bridal style, walking through the hallway. What should I do? My beloved. No. This can't be. I just found her. Please not now.

"L-louis." I heard a familiar voice whisper. I slowly loomed up, hesitating whether these emotions will break him. Harry, my best mate for the past thirty seven years of our friendship.

I opened my mouth to tell him the biggest and saddest sentence I thought I will never speak of.