of feathers and fangs • niam

Chapter Eleven

Okay so this chapter is kind of short. But hey Sophia kind of gets what's coming to her so it'll make some of you happy.

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For the rest of the day Niall did a very good job ignoring and avoiding Liam. Every time the vampire made a move to speak to him, the angel would just brush him off or leave. By now Liam was frustrated as hell. To clear his mind, he decided to go out and feed. But just like every night, nothing satisfied his thirst. He needed Niall more than he knew.

Liam sat on the edge of a building, peering down at the calm night life below. It was nearly one in the morning and he had fed three times, yet nothing. He sighed to himself. "Why do I even bother?" He asked himself. "Niall is the only one whose blood will satisfy me." He growled, punching a nearby statue. The broken pieces crumbled to the city street beneath.

He let out a long sigh, one more of defeat than anything else. What if he was really falling in love with Niall? The fact that he was also a man and not a woman meant nothing to Liam. The physical and psychological attraction he felt was far too strong. But why did he deny these feelings so?

The last time he fell in love, not only was his heart broken, but he was turned into some horrid creature. Being a vampire for so long, you start to lose any fear you have. Why should you be afraid when everything was already afraid of you? But maybe, Liam really was afraid of something.

Maybe he was afraid of opening up his heart again and letting someone in. After Sophia, he swore to never love again. How could this angel do such a thing to him? How is it that Niall was able to melt the ice that surrounded his heart? That was just one of the many questions that bombarded his mind. All seemingly with no answer.

Mainly all he could do was accept it. Accept the fact that he really was in love. For a moment there, Liam actually believed that - believed what his brother, even his own heart had told him. But being stubborn was in his nature. And like always, he ignored it.

By the time Liam had returned to the mansion, all of the lights were pretty much out. Which meant Josh was gone, and Zayn had gotten home just some time ago. He knew his angel would be asleep by now, so that talk he thought of earlier would just have to wait. He walked inside and up to his room, pulling off his coat and shirt as he did so. He slipped off his shoes as he made his way towards the bed. And sure enough his angel was asleep.

Liam watched as the Irish boy shivered from the cold in his sleep. It looks like he had fallen asleep on top of the bed sheets while reading a book. He shook his head, scooping Niall into his arms and pulling back the covers. He laid him down on the bed, feeling the warmth of the angel's body leave him. He climbed into bed shortly after and instantly Niall subconsciously moved towards him. The vampire couldn't help but smile lightly.

It was morning of the next day and Niall found himself sitting at the dining room table alone. He wasn't sure where Zayn was. But Liam had written him a note saying he'd return in the evening. But the angel kept telling himself that he didn't care. When deep down, he wished Liam had never left. He waited for his food to be brought out when he began to wonder what Josh was up to. He debated with himself on going to look for the vampire, or staying away from him. The dilemma of obeying the brunette or defying him weighed on his mind.

But the person to walk through the doors of the dining hall, however, took him by complete surprise. In all her glory, the woman from the other day walked into the room. She flipped her hair and gave Niall a smile but inside it made him flinch. The smile felt icy and harsh. She pulled out the chair, sitting next to him. Her smile widened as she turned to him - he could see the white ivory of her fangs.