Taken (h.s.) **EDITING**

Taken: Ch. 4

First Draft. Will be changed. Once so,  the following chapters will not make sense nor correspond with this chapter. You will be alerted when each chapter is redone.

A/N: Love you Nina mah beshtie.
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I open my eyes to a small room with a couch, which I'm laying on, a mini refrigerator, a microwave, a closet, a coffee table and three doors, one I presume leads to a washroom.

The walls are a creamy peach colour that only could've been cool in the 70's.

Mm, I'm hungry. I get up from the red plaid couch and walk over slowly to the mini-fridge.

I open it and let out an earsplitting screech. I back away a couple of steps and put my hand to my mouth.

The fridge is full of blood bags.



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THIRD PERSON POV

The boys are sitting in the downstairs living room of their gigantic house, which has two apartments on the fourth level for guests.

And prisoners....

Four of the five are discussing a topic that was brought up by Zayn, which turned into a big debate about dying hair and putting blonde streaks in and whether they should tackle the blonde boy named Niall and dye his hair purple. Niall is (obviously) objecting greatly and sitting on the edge of his seat if he needs to run.

A brown-haired boy and a guy with a buzz cut, Louis and Liam, are laughing hysterically at obviously frightened Niall, while Zayn is staring at Niall with a creepy expression, trying to freak him out more.

Harry, on the other hand, is sitting in the armchair staring at his hands. He sighs but says nothing. The other boys' laughter continues, but he ignores them. He just wants to know that the girl upstairs is okay.

He knows she is just for a long-term set of dinners, but he still can't get his mind off her.

{Don't get too attached,} he thinks to himself. {After all, she is just a walking blood baggie. Ignore the claim, ignore the claim.}

Sighing again, he goes towards the stairs.

"Haz, what're you doing?" Louis catches him, making him pause in his ascent. The other boys have noticed now, too, and watch him, waiting for his answer. But Niall still sits on edge, in case it's a trick.

"I'm just going to check on her."

"No, Haz." Zayn speaks up.

"I'm going to check on her," he repeats firmly.

"Harry, no." Niall's Irish accent is a drastic change from all of the British ones in the room.

Harry snarls, frustrated. "Fine," His back is turned from the others, his hands balled up into tight fists.

He goes to sit down again, and the boys resume their messing around. But, not even a minute afterwards, a loud shriek echoes throughout the house.

Harry hits the arm of the chair with his bare hand, hard. "Dammit, Zayn! What did you do?"

Zayn just stares.

"What did you do?"

"I, um...." he pauses, thinking how to word this. "I kinda sorta maybe possibly-"

"Spit it out!" Harry says, losing his patience.

Zayn sighs, defeated. "I might have left the blood in the fridge from when Dan-" he glances at Liam nervously and corrects himself. "When you-know-who visited."

Louis speaks up. "I didn't know Voldemort stayed here!"

Harry growls and shoots up the stairs, using his vampiric speed. This whole conversation took place in a matter of a few seconds; vampires don't like to waste time.

The others follow just as quickly. They swish into the room in a rush, earning a gasp from the girl. Harry launches himself at her and grabs her around the waist, pinning her arms against her.

"Let me go!" she screams, right into his ear.

"Ak," he says under his breath at her volume. He then leans forward a bit and kisses her on the cheek. She winces. "I'm right here, love. I can hear you just fine."

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MAYA'S POV

"I'm right here, love. I can hear you just fine."

"Don't fucking call me that!" I say, kicking him in the shin.

"Shit, fuck!" he yells, glaring at me. I smile triumphantly until arms grab me and hold me tight. I try the same manoeuvre on him but he's expecting it. He twists my arm to the side and I yell out in pain.

"Zayn, stop," I hear another voice behind me. I feel the arms release and try to make a break for it, but stop when I see two angry guys (Harry and Zayn) and three frustrated guys blocking my way.

"Guys, get out of here." Harry says.

Most obey but one. "But Haaaarreeee! I want a snacky too!" he whines.

Harry sighs, smiling. "You'll get her later, Lou. Promise."

"You promise? Yaaaay!!!!" He prances out of the room, content. "Snacky"? "Get her later"? What?!?

Harry turns and locks the door. "Don't get any ideas," he says as he appears behind me, whispering into my ear.

Wait a minute. "Lou as in Louise? I thought that was a girls' name." I giggle.

"Lou as in Louis," he says, the S being silent.

He smiles, and leans in to kiss my neck. He turns me around so that I am facing him.

He breathes slowly and kisses my neck a few more times. I cry out in both surprise and pain when he sinks extremely sharp teeth into my neck.

"Shh, baby," he says into the wound. I feel him begin to suck at it, and he moans in pleasure. "Fuck, you taste good."

I'm surprised by this and state, "You sure curse a lot."

"Oh fucking well," he says into my neck, kissing the bleeding wound.

"It's not fucking nice to swear," I counter. He chuckles, then moves his head to kiss up my neck and along my jawline.

"Fine, Sergeant Sarcasm," he says with a chuckle.

"Whatever, Constable Comeback," I say without missing a beat.

"It'll be a shame to kill you. You can actually battle Lou's sass."

"K-kill me?" I say, in less than a whisper.

He hears me perfectly, I guess, because he says casually, "I'll try my best not to. Can't count on anyone else, though. You taste too good." I feel him drink from my wound. He lifts his head up and before I can react, he smashes his mouth against mine. I taste something wet and metallic and pull away extremely fast.

He hangs his head. "I wanted you to know what you taste like," he says quietly.

"What are you?"

He smirks. "I'm surprised you haven't figured that out yet." I give him a small questioning look. He leans in and kisses my neck twice. "We're vampires," he sighs. His breath tickles the skin of my neck but makes the wound sting.

"Ow." I'm surprised by his last statement, but the complaint just slips out.

"I'm sorry," he says. "Liam!" he calls.

He appears seemingly out of nowhere the same instant the door swings open. Harry points to my neck.

"Sure," the guy with a buzz cut-- Er, Liam-- says. He touches the skin over my neck, causing me to wince.

He pulls his hand away and I touch it. My skin is smooth as ever.

"How did you do that?"

"We all have special abilities, reflecting from when we were human," Harry answers. "Liam, he was studying to be a doctor, and was doing very well at it, so he can heal." Liam smiles with modesty.

"Me, I was a thief. I was good at pickpocketing as if I didn't even touch the wallet, and blending into the crowd so..."

"He's different from the rest of us. He has three 'abilities'," Liam butts in.

"Yes, well," Harry continues, slightly annoyed, "I can move small things with my mind and... I have invisibility. I also was pretty good at hurting people, so I can do that too. I can cause pain by will."

"Niall can read minds, probably because he could read body language as a human, tell what people were thinking." Liam explains.

"Zayn and Louis.... well, we're not quite sure what they can do yet. You know, other than overpower YOU and sass everyone," Harry laughs.

I look down at the floor. "Why are you telling me this, if you're gonna kill me anyway?"

"I certainly won't kill you." Liam says to me.

"And you taste to good just for me to kill." He ruffles his curls a bit. "Can't say anything for the other boys, though."

"I doubt Niall would. He'd be experiencing it too. Thats why he prefers blood bags," Liam looks at me pointedly.

"Louis likes scaring people. And I bet Zayn would like to take a piece out of her," Harry says regrettably. I have a feeling the two are pretty much just talking to each other now, just letting me hear.

"Not to mention you promised Louis he'd get a 'snacky'." I'm getting angrier and angrier now. I'm not a freaking snack.

"Snacky!" I hear an Irish accent state from outside the door, as if correcting me.

"Huh?" I spin around.

Harry opens the door in a flash, to see Zayn, Louis, and the boy I suspect to be Niall, fall inwards.

Niall looks up at me and smiles. "Hey, Maya."

"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?" I say, now completely flipping out.

He taps the side of his head after standing up. "Miiiiind reeeeading," he sings. Harry and Liam glare at the three eavesdroppers.

"How do you expect us not to listen in when that's," Louis points at me, "involved?"

"Louis, no."

"But Harreh, I'm thirsty," he pouts.

"Ugh, Lou, have a blood baggie. You get her tomorrow."

"What? No! Nobody gets me! I'm leaving!" I yell.

I feel Harry's arms snake around my waist and press me against his chest, and he whispers in my ear, "No way, love. Definitely not after you know ALL about us." I feel him smile and he kisses down my neck.

"EWW, HARREH!" Louis screeches as I feel him tackle Harry, letting me escape from his grasp.

I laugh with the other boys as Harry and Louis wrestle. They get into a sissy fight a couple times, and they keep rolling around on the floor.

"Get a room!" Niall yells, laughing. I laugh with him.

"HOKAY WHO SAID THAT?" Louis stands up, leaving Harry goofing with his ankles. Niall points at me. I give him an innocent look but he jumps at me and pulls me down with them. "I BELIEVE THE LEPRECHAUN!" Louis screams.

"Hey!" I hear Niall yell as he joins the wrestling match. I laugh as he attacks Louis, leaving me with Harry. I giggle hysterically as he begins to tickle me. I see Zayn and Liam just standing there laughing at us. Harry follows my glance and smiles devilishly.

{You grab one ankle, I'll get the other,} I hear in my mind. I nod quickly and start for them but turn to look at Harry.

{Yes, we can all do this, yes, they could be teaming up on us right now, and let's get Zayn. I'll let Niall and Lou know to get Liam.} I nod again and start crawling, only to be pulled ahead at the speed of light by Harry.

I'm dizzy from the sudden burst of speed, but still manage to latch on to Zayns left ankle and start pulling him down, with the help of Harry. He falls to the ground just as I see Liam get double-teamed as well.

Zayn laughs until he realizes it was me helping Harry and not Lou. He gives he a small glare and walks out of the room.

"What's wrong with him?" I whisper to Harry.

He sighs, looking after Zayn. "He just had a fight with his girlfriend." Harry looks me in the eye. "I think girls just remind him of her."

"What's her name?"

"....Perrie. Perrie Edwards."

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A/N: Whew! Thats like the longest chapter I've written like ever! Well, except for the dirty chapter that's for later. It's probably eight pages or something O.O

Who can guess what Louis and Zayn's abilities will be? Comment what you think and you might get a dedication! This Chapter is dedicated to my bestie TheGirlWhoWasFire! idk if she has Wattpad but thats her Quotev! and sorry bud I know a one direction fanfic but thats what you get for dissing them!

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