The Vampire Diaries: One Direction Edition

Turn It Off

Phoebe.

"PHOEBE ANGELA MARIE DAVIS, OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!" Krista banged on the door. I guess Zayn let her in or something. She didn't stop banging. And I didn't get up. I was frozen in the middle of my room. All I could think about was the look on his face when Klaus took him away and Klaus.

Harry's face showed betrayal, and complete and utter shock. It was sickening to watch and describe. I just can't believe Klaus can just back out on his word without any consequences. Who does he think he is? An Original that's who. And to make things worse, he's fucking unkillable and there is nothing we can do about.

When I was younger, I loved vampire movies. Heck, I even wished to be one. I chuckled. Now I'm living the dream. Not. This is a total freaking nightmare.

I know what you are thinking, None of this would have happened if you never met Harry. Guess What? No matter what I'll never regret meeting him. He changed my life for the better. I feel stronger now. Well I felt. Until Klaus had to take my happiness away. For over 3 months. (Another 3 month period.. I think I have an obsession with 3)

More banging noises came from my door and I know my door will give in soon. I stayed in the same spot when Zayn broke my door down.

"Thanks..." Krista thanked to Zayn with half-sincerity. Let me fill you in on something in case you didn't know. Witches and Vampires? Yeah they like hate each other. A lot. Of course I'm an exception because Krista loves me.

"Welcome. "Zayn stayed at the door, leaning against the broken door frame while Krista made herself comfy sitting down next to me.

"What's wrong Feebster?" Krista used her weird nickname on me to try to cheer me up but it didn't work. Her light brown hair that was streaked with blonde was pulled in a ponytail and her face showed her empathy.

"Zayn didn't tell you?" Krista shook her head. I glanced over at Zayn and he just shrugged. I sighed. "Klaus brought Harry back. " Krista's eyes brightened. Besides me, she has a soft spot for Harry. "Yeah," I smiled slightly reminiscing the memory.

Krista looked around confused. "What's the matter then? Where's Harry?" The hint of the smile on my face quickly vanished.

"I got to spend the afternoon with him. Just one afternoon with him," Zayn cleared his throat. "And Zayn of course." Krista rolled her eyes.

"Then what happened?" She said obliviously, her eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment. A lump was growing in my throat.

"Klaus said he needed him b-back. " My voice became cracked and unsteady as tears slowly rolled down my cheek. Krista's eyes widened. I continued, "He took him again. I-I couldn't do anything. "

Suddenly, anger surged through my veins and I had to let it out. "I HATE THIS!" I yelled, breaking a nearby table. Which made some of my girl stuff fall to the carpet and I heard Donovan and Carol's footsteps.

They came to my door and Carol gasped, "What is the meaning of this?!" Krista and Zayn pointed at me. The filthy traitors. "What happened to the Yavagochi Table?" She gestured to what used to be a table which is now a pile of dark red wood.

"Nothing Mrs. Carol we have got it under control. " Krista looked up at Carol flashing her one of her persuade-the-adults-into-doing-anything smiles. "Phoebe is just having a bad day. "

"A bad day?" Donovan said in a questioning manner. Zayn nodded, just going along with what Krista was saying even though I'm sure he had no clue where she was going with this. "Yeah right." He added under his breath.

Zayn gave him a warning glare, but Donovan, unaware of what the older vampire could do, was unfazed and unintimidated. (A lot of un's)

"You can just leave. " Krista stood up and walked over to my legal guardian to pat her on the shoulder soothingly. "Me and," She gulped quietly enough so that Donovan an Carol couldn't hear her but Zayn and I heard her perfectly due to our vamp hearing. "Zayn got it covered. "

Donovan was hesitant because he was worried about me but Krista's gift of gab persuaded both of them to leave.

"I miss him. " I choked out before jumping in my bed and hiding my face. I remember Harry telling me something about shutting it off.

Flashback

Harry and I were sitting in a deserted park mid-afternoon. We were laying on a blanket. He was telling me stories of the places he's been to and what he's done there and I listen. Harry talks slow so it's easy to hang on to every word.

"And then I went to this bar and, something bad happened..." His voice lost the joy and eagerness. "That was the day I turned it off. "

I looked up at him. "Turned what off?" I assumed it was a vampire thing. I still had a lot to learn about vampires before I could call myself an "expert" on things supernatural.

"My emotions..." My assumption was spot-on. I didn't quite get what Harry meant by that. "I was so upset before my ripper-esque phase. A older vampire comforted me and told me about the 'switch'. I could just turn off my emotions and not feel an ounce of humanity. "

I gasped.

"I was so foolish then. I didn't know not caring would've...killed so many" His voice went from his normal volume to a soft whisper by the end of it.

Note: Turning off emotions is not good.

But I don't care. I don't want to be sad. I don't want to miss him. Most of all I don't want to feel.

"You turn it on by just thinking it and it just happens." Harry's voice echoed in my ears.

And I knew I had to do it. I wasn't going to finish my senior year all depressed. So I did it.

I turned it off.

----

This is probably the most intense and descriptive chapter I've ever written. I'm so serious. I put my heart into this chapter and placed myself in Phoebe's flats. Why not shoes? I have no idea.. Feebs is a flats kinda gurrrrl.

Wow. I went from serious to weird in fine seconds any who. THIS ONLY TOOK ME TWO HOURS. You know how people say that music inspires them? Well thanks to my ADHD, I get too easily distracted. So I did this to the sound of silence.

~Fiona is proud of herself