A Thousand Years (Larry Stylinson Vampire Story)

Chapter Three - The Mysterious Mark

Louis's POv

After that incident, word got around quickly as to what happened in the cafeteria, and everyone in school seemed to be afraid of Harry, they were even afraid of me knowing that Harry Styles was always there to protect me. Jhea-the school bully- was now gentle as can be whenever he sees Harry around. He never bothers me anymore; which I am very thankful for.

Now, I am confident of roaming around campus, because I know that I wouldn’t be bullied anymore. Thanks to Harry. We were almost inseparable after that. He was always there whenever I needed him. Jhea was right when he said that I'm a faggot; I was openly gay at school.

Being openly gay was my first major problem in school, some of them were okay with it, not really caring, but Jhea made my stay in school the worst, and now that Harry was on my side I felt safe and secure.

We always go out with each other, and I enjoy every second of it. I instantly got a crush on him. But I hope he doesn't know because I'm afraid that he'll get disgusted and walk away, and I can't have that.

It was midnight and I was walking back home from my part time job at Nando’s. I've been working there for almost two years; helping my mother support our family, because my dad had passed away.

The streets were really dark; the moonlight showing me the path. The lampposts were very far away from each other. The cold wind suddenly blew, and I shivered, hugging myself for warmth. 

I continued walking humming my favorite song, How to save a life by The Fray. Walking in the empty street gave me a few chills of fear. But what could I do? I had to get used to it.

There was a sudden pain in my stomach. I was sure that it was not from the inside. I put my hand on my tummy, rubbing it, hoping to ease the pain, but it was too painful. I wanted to scream.

I was sure that I wasn’t shot or something. There was no blood, but the feeling was like pure hell. I tried to walk but I couldn’t because the pain was too much to handle.

"Oh, Shit!" I groaned as the pain intensified. My eyes became blurry because of the tears flowing from my eyes. I was starting to get dizzy. I needed help-fast.

"Help me! Somebody please help!” I screamed; hoping that someone could hear my pitiful cries. I fell to the ground clutching my stomach hoping to make the pain go away but it just increased making me gasped for a breath. It was killing me, I felt as if I would die soon.

I tried to reach my phone which was in my back pocket, but my hands were shaking, and I cried out.

"Oh Lord, am I going to die? Where is this intense pain coming from? Lord, it's crippling me...Help me, dear God. I don't want to die like this...Please..." I silently plead.

But it didn’t seem to help because the blackness took over.

 

Harry's POV

I sensed something was really wrong. I was trying to figure out what it was. I was restless these days. I knew this day would come; but I didn't know when.