Girlfriend with secerets

Chapter 5

*2 days later*

*Harry's P.O.V*

It's been two days since I met Sam and she's all I can think about. I think I might like her. She has nice long straight brown hair that reached to her mid back, Beautiful dark brown eyes, and a beautiful face. The only thing that is weird about her to me is how pale she is. It doesn't look healthy. Maybe it has something to do with her not eating.. She didn't eat at lunch that day we met.

Right now I want to get up and go to her house and hug her, never let her go. But I can't since A) we just met and B) it's 5:43 in the morning.

Wow, I need to get my head together...

*Sam's P.O.V*

I'm out side at 5 in the morning on a walk. It's still dark out but if you really look and concentrate on the sky you can see some orange and yellow peeking out of the navy blue.

I turn left down the same block where I live and start to walk down the sidewalk. When I walk down the street I start to pass the house that may become my biggest nightmare. The house that Louis lives in. The one person I thought I would never see again and hoped to never see again.

I stop and face their house, starring. Why? I don't know.

I look at the door, the shape of the house and I look at every window. I look in the two windows at the bottom of the house and they are completely dark. I move my gaze to the ones at the top. One is dark and the other one I could faintly see a light from maybe a cell phone. The light disappears when I try to figure out what the source is.

The door then opens slowly and I curse under my breath.

"Sam?" I hear Harry's voice call out, stepping out into the cold morning air.

"Uh, hi." I wave shyly at my neighbor.

"What are you doing up? Its like 6 in the morning?" his voice rings through my ears like a perfect melody. The sound of his thick accent is a nice sound.

"Just out for a walk," I answer and try not to really indulge in the subject.

"Do you want to come in for a bit? It's bloody freezing out here." I think about the offer. A few minutes wouldn't hurt right? And of course, going against my better judgement I reply: "Sure."

I walk up the drive way and pass Harry at the door as he has already invited me and step into his house.

"So do you want something to drink?" he offers, making his way to the kitchen trying to be quite.

"No thank you." he nods  an just grabs a glass if water and motions me to the living room. I sit down on the opposite couch that Harry was on and let silence fill the air.

"So why were you out for a walk this early in the morning?" Harry asks, sipping on his glass if water.

"I just need to clear my mind is all."

"What's been on your mind? I mean you don't have tell me, I am just being curious." I smile at his ramble but look down at my lap awkwardly.

"Just thinking about the past and where I went wrong with my life." I tell him honestly, choosing my words carefully.

"How could you do something wrong?"

"You don't know me Harry." I snap my eyes to scowl into his. His eyes widen and he looks down. Guilt instantly fills me.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it. I just have a lot on my plate then you make me out to have."

"It's ok I understand, I have felt the same."

"I need to use the toilet."I stand up awkwardly, feeling the need to leave space for a bit.

"Up the stairs and third door to your right." I thank him and walk up the stairs and into the bathroom.

I lock the door and look at myself in the mirror. I have pale skin, always have even when I was born. Nothing knew. I had dark boring brown eyes. When I get mad or hungry you can see the change of my eyes go brown to red. And I open my mouth to see my short fangs that look like normal teeth but grow larger when I feed.

I left the bathroom and the door in front of it was half open, showing off a picture that I know to well straight in front on the other side of the room.

It was a give away by the picture that, that was Louis room. I slowly and quietly walk into his room and see a whole dresser full of pictures of us as kids. There is one picture that stands out to me. One of the many pictures that I didn't have. It was given to Louis instead of me because his mom had taken the picture.

It was the first picture we ever took together. It was about 2 weeks after we met and I was about 5 and Louis was  6. We were at his parents and it was his birthday. The picture not just showed the two of us as young infants but we were hugging like the best friends we used to be.

"Sam? Is that you?" My eyes widen and I turn my head to look at a half asleep Louis sitting up in his bed.

"Uh, hi." I place the picture down and turn to look at him again.

"What are you doing here at...almost 7 in the morning?"

"I was out for a walk when Harry invited me in."

"Does he not know not to let in a vampire into the house?" He asks groggily.

"Pardon me? " My eyes widen at his comment.

"I said, then what are you doing in my room." I quietly sigh in relief that went unnoticed to Louis.

"Well I was heading out of the bathroom when one of your pictures caught my eye," I say, trying to play it off  naturally.

"Can I ask you something? ... A bit personal?"