Night Changes

They Don't Know

Harry's POV

I'm worried. I feel like something will be happening soon. Louis hasn't said much since the kill, the only thing he said was that hunters may be on us, and that makes me more worried. I'm also worried for Louis, I can tell he wants to kill again but I won't let him. It wasn't that it wasn't enjoyable but that it was. Too enjoyable. When I get into that killing zone I can't get out and I don't want to become a monster. Louis says that it's inevitable. I hate to admit it, but I think he enjoyed killing the innocent man. I knew Louis was old, but I didn't know how much he wasn't telling me until I asked him the next day.

"Hey, Lou?" I walk into the hotel bedroom where he was packing his things. Since Zayn left, we're taking a break from the tour which I'm grateful for.

"Sure," Louis answers like he isn't really listening.

I sigh, "Did you enjoy killing that man?"

That got his attention.

"What?"

"Did. You. Enjoy. Killing. That. Man?" I ask him again with more sharper than intended.

He drops the clothes he was folding and gets in my face. "Why would you even ask that?" He spits the words like they taste bad.

I have to look down on him because of the height difference and in any other situation I would've thought it was cute, but not now.

I look down at my feet, my emotions suddenly flow over me. "It's just- I don't know anything about your past," I look up at him. "I don't even know your birthday Louis," my voice cracks before finishing. "How am I supposed to trust you?"

Louis' features soften and he looks at my lips and back at my eyes. "Are you sure you want to know about that?" he asks after a moment of silence.

I nod my head and Louis sighs, guiding me to the bed.

Louis takes a deep breath and begins his story from the start.

Louis' POV

"I was born on December 24, 1900 as William James Tomlinson." I start, fiddling with my fingers. "I had six younger siblings, four of them were twins but the younger twins didn't make it for more than two years. Whooping cough had been going around for awhile.

"I grew up in Doncaster and my childhood was fairly good considering it was the early 1900's. When I was 14 World War One began and they started drafting people to Germany. I wasn't old enough to be in the war and even if I was I don't think my mother would've allowed it. She was always worrying about me, especially since I was the only man in the family and provided most of the income. My father died of pneumonia right after the youngest twins were born, so I had to take care of my family."

Harry takes my hand and squeezes for comfort and I have to take a deep breath before continuing.

"The war ended after 4 years of barely being able to survive. Most of the time I didn't eat because I couldn't bear to see my sisters hungry. It was a miracle when we finally beat Germany.

"But things weren't really getting that much better because a few months after the war ended I got polio."

I hear Harry take a breath and he holds my hand so hard I think it's going to fall off. I never thought I would be telling him this but holding it all in just made the memories feel worse.

"At first it wasn't anything to worry about. Just a few headaches here and there and some throwing up, but I wasn't complaining. All I could hope for was the virus to go away so I could keep working and caring for my family. But things really weren't going my way back then.

"Eventually I started to lose the ability to walk. I had to use a cane and at one point I couldn't work anymore. It got so bad that I couldn't even leave the house. When I was at my worst, my mother decided to get help from a doctor outside of our town. He was known for his miracles but also for using magic and back in those days, magic wasn't exactly accepted.

"When we went to see the doctor I was nearly dead, but he said he had a cure. It would fix the polio but there would be consequences but at that point I was willing to do anything."

"That's how you became a vampire isn't it?" Harry says, turning to me looking stunned. I nod numbly and keep going with the story.

"The doctor gave me vampire blood and in a few days time I was good as new despite having a new taste for blood. I wasn't allowed to go back home but the doctor allowed me one last conversation with my mother.

" 'Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny.' she said. 'Don't become something you're not.' " I hugged her for one last time and let myself cry because I would never see her or my sisters again."

I look at Harry who has tears in his eyes and I realize he should've known this all along. "My mum would've liked you." I whisper, squeezing Harry's hand.

Harry gives me a watery smile and sniffles. "I think I would've liked her too."

"After I turned, I left England for America and became Louis William Tomlinson. And that was the start of my new life."

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