(Katie's POV)
I slowly opened my eyes waiting for the sun to hit my eyes, but it never came. I only saw skin. I look up and saw his neck. I smiled looking at how peaceful he looks asleep. I lifted me right hand and run it through his hair. Soft but rough. I felt him stir abit.
"Morning" I whispered when I saw his eyes opening.
"Morning" he said with a smile. He pulled me closed towards him. He laid his head in the crook of my neck. I giggled when he started to leave light kisses on it. I moved my head and looked at him.
"Why are you so happy all of a sudden, huh?" I asked with a smirk on my lips.
"No, reason, just happy your here with me"he said in his morning voice, making me bit my lip.
I laughed "Wow, nice touch to wake up in the morning Zayn, why did you sleep in MY bed instead of yours?" I asked rising an eyebrow
"Because I wanted to and I felt lonely" he said pouting. I giggled and stood up but to be pulled back down by Zayn grabbing my elbow.
"What no kiss?" I smiled and shook my head.
"No because I need to shower before we leave to where ever we are leaving" I said. I straddled him and leaned towards his ear.
"Then you can do want ever you want and can get some blood" I quickly pulled away and stood up and walked towards my suitcase.
He groaned "Damn it, but fine I can wait" I laughed and shook my head. I walked towards the bathroom and locked the door behind me. When I was finished I quickly dried my hair with the towel. I put on my undergarments. I pick up the shirt to only notice it was Zayn's.
"Zayn"
No answer
"Zayn"
No answer
I put his shirt on and walked out. I looked around the room to see if he left but he was in the balcony smoking. I walked towards the slide doors and opened it. I stood there, Zayn still hasn't notice me. He look like he was lost in his own world. His expression changed from time to time. I watched how he would puff out the smoke sometimes in circles. He was lead forward against the railing looking around. I stood there for a couple of minutes with him still not noticing me.
"Zayn, Are you okay?" I asked walked towards him.
He snapped out of his trance and turned around and face me."Yea, how long have you been there and why are you only in a shirt,my shirt" He said watching my every move. I took steps until I was right in front of him. Face to face.
"Zayn, Your not okay, I was calling your name you never answered and I found you here and you were in your own world Zayn, whats wrong" I looked up at him and grabbed his hand. He looked into my eyes but didn't answer. I rubbed his knuckled with my thumb, but when he didn't do nothing I let go off his hands and sighed.
"You didn't want to tell me so we should go back inside and get ready to leave" I walked back inside without looking back once not even a glance at Zayn.
Not that I'm mad at him or something like that. I'm hurt that he doesn't trust me enough to tell me. I walked to my bad and grabbed some dark blue skinny jeans, a grey shirt and a blue blazer. I place them on the bed and took Zayn's shirt off and toss it some where in the room. I heard Zayn walk in but I didn't do any thing. I grabbed the jeans and stepped in them and pulled them up. I was buttoning them up when I felt his arms wrap around me from the back.
"Are you done so we can leave?" I asked him picking up my shirt.
"No" He answered back. He stayed to kiss my jawline to my neck. I bit my lip trying not to give in. His arms slid down to my hips. He quickly turned me around to face him. I let out a small gasp has I looked into his eyes, they were a dark red that I never saw before.
"T-Then please do it" I tightly gripped my shirt. I couldn't look away from him. I knew what he wanted. But with his eyes that dark he would drink my dry. I would lie if I said that I wasn't frighten maybe I was worse. I didn't know what to do was frozen. His eyes just kept me looked in place.
"Not until I get what I need, then we can go" He smirked while his hands slide up and down my bare skin. I swallowed hard.
"O-okay" I studded. His right hand left my waist and up to my cheek. His moved my hair to my left. All this without braking eye contact. He looked down to my neck, then lips then back at my eyes. He did this a couple of times before he made a move.
"Don't be to loud, love" he whispered. I felt the same pain rush through my body as he stabbed his teeth in but this pain was different it was weaker. My hand gripped his waist digging my nails in. I heard him groan. I started to fell weak my legs were giving up. I started to push Zayn telling him so stop but he didn't. I tried to speak but I was to weak. I heard him groan again and started to drink fast like he couldn't get enough. His right hand on my neck while his left gripped my forearm. I was losing. My legs they gave up. I fell to the floor.
"Katie? Katie!" I heard Zayn yell. It was hard to breath. My eyes started to close.
"Don't close your eyes, god damn it" Zayn yelled. He picked me up and laid me on his lap. He moved my hair out of my face. I looked up at him and I saw that he was torn, broken, ripped. He brought his wrist to his mouth, bit it and brought it down to mine.
"Drink it, Please, you cant die ob me please" I slowly wrapped my fingers again his wrist and held it by my mouth. I started to drink his blood, feeling the red liquid down my throat. I closed my eyes and started to breath normally again. I heard Zayn sigh and pulled me into a hug.
"Zayn, your killing me" I whispered. He was crushing me in his hug.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened, I'm sorry it wont happ-" Zayn stated to rumble. I rolled my eyes and shut up by kissing him. He quickly shut up and kissed back. I pulled away.
"Shut up" I said out of breath with a small smile. I slowly stood up and walked to the bathroom. I turned the warm water on. I felt him behind me, I looked up at the mirror to see him already staring at me. He wrapped his arms around me resting his chin on my bare shoulder leaving a light kiss. I grabbed a small towel and ran it under the water and cleaned the blood off. I wash the blood off turned around in Zayns arms and faced him. I raised the towel and cleaned his chin.
"Can we go now?"
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