He Sees Through Me Like Broken Glass (A Larry Stylinson Vampire Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

~*Louis' POV*~

First day of school.

Unbelievable, it seems each year more people get in this crappy school. I don’t really know why, because it might be a standard high school, but still it ain’t private, so no uniform. And teachers are fine, but they care about their students as much as they care for their love life.

Nothing.

I stare for a few seconds at the huge building in front of me. Large dark blue gates before wide steps leading to two enormous wooden doors. It kind of looks like those old creepy houses, or even a castle, with the high towers in which the science lab and drama room take place. Most people would have painted or reformed the building before making it a school, but for some reason the owner of this decided to paint the gates and just fix the doors and some roofs, nothing more. He says that this old atmosphere is perfect.

I don’t complain, though.

I finally walk in, the breeze making me a bit uncomfortable seeing I’m just wearing long sleeves and some jeans. And I’d hate to mess my quiff.

Ha.

I make my way between the bunch of people coming and going through the hallways; girls acting all innocent when they actually are sluts, boys acting so respectful when they only think about banging them, new kids eyeing everyone as if they were some odd creature-

Well, some of us are, anyways.

It’s been four years since I’ve transformed into a vampire- half vampire- but whatever. I learnt how to control every single one of my instincts, it still is quite hard not to change my blue eyes into red ones, but at least I now know how to fight the thirst for blood. Maybe because I was kind of creeped out at first and never got used to it, but either way, I’m better than Zayn.

That boy just jumps on the first animal he sees, even a fucking dog for fuck’s sake! He doesn’t have a bit of conscience for that matter.

“vass happening Loueh!” a loud scream makes me jump.

“why do you scare me with that phrase every single year?!” I sigh after shouting through the narrow hallway, running a hand through my quiff.

I turn around to see him in his usual outfit. Black jeans, simple white shirt and leather jacket. Oh, and the boots, I can never forget the black leather boots!

“it’s my thing” he shrugs as he comes closer to hug me tightly for about three seconds.

Ever since primary school he always starts the year with his identifying ‘vass happening’ and it seems six years later he still doesn’t let it slip.

“trying a new style?” he mocks, running a hand through my fixed quiff.

“hey stop” I push his hand away, “it looks nice” I simply mumble.

“sure does” he chuckles.

“why so happy Malik?” I smirk.

“Perrie” he simply states, leaning against his locker next to mine.

“Perrie? Perrie as for Perrie Horan?”

“Perrie Horan Edwards…” he sighs in bliss, shaking his head between words.

That might just be one of the hottest girls I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen quite a lot to be honest. She’s got light, wavy blonde hair and matching pale skin. A pair of blue eyes that hypnotize whoever sees them and a body not many people can resist. She’s quite popular among her social circle, and has been in our class for two years now.