Shifting (A Harry Styles Vampire/WereWolf FanFiction)

Chapter 10

Red hair.

I, Autumn Parker, the girl who grew up terrified of punk people, had red hair.

I couldn't believe I actually had an unnatural hair colour. Never in a million years did I expect to get something like this done to me.

I stared at myself in the mirror for what seemed like hours, until Louis came up behind me with a smirk planted on his face, "You like it? I sure do. Makes ya look, well, not so innocent anymore," he stated.

I growled at him and looked back at myself in the mirror, my eyes were now golden.

"How could you do this to me? You know I hate punk crap! Wait, you know I hate punk stuff, how'd you know that?" I yelled at him pulling at my now bright cherry red hair.

"And that's exactly why we did it."

My cheeks were burning red and I could feel myself boiling up with anger, "That makes no sense!"

He sighed and looked down at the ground, "I asked Zayn what you hated the most and he told me punk stuff, so an idea popped into my head to get your hair dyed red. Considering you hate punk stuff, your family and friends probably know that, so if there was a time where you saw someone you knew, they'd probably not think it's you because they would know you'd never get your hair dyed this colour!" He said taking a strand of my hair and showing it to me.

"Ya but, oh my god." I rolled my eyes, walked past him and out of the hair salon.

I looked down the streets of London, it truly was beautiful, if only I never ran into that hell hole the day I got here, I would've probably been at my house, sipping a cup of tea or something if I didn't!

I heard the door to the salon open and I turned around to see Harry. He looked down at the ground and back up to me.

"Look, Autumn. I'm really sorry about this, I know you hate us now, but we had to do it. We can't let you go. If we could we would've a long time ago."

"But Harry, why can't you let me go? And why'd you have to make me get my hair dyed this awful colour?" I whined.

He sighed, looking back down at the ground, "We just can't let you go. And we made you dye your hair because we didn't want anyone to recognize you," he sighed and sat down on a bench.

I walked up to him and sat next to him, which made his heavily inked arms tence. I looked down at the ground and sighed, my now red hair hanging over my face.

"Harry, it's just, I really don't understand why I can't leave. I'm a damn werewolf, and if you think I'm gonna spread the word that five vampires kidnapped me, I'm not. Besides, who'd believe me?"

He chuckled and looked up at me, "I know you won't tell anyone Autumn, it's just, we can't let you go, I'm sorry," he trailed off, looking back at the ground again.

I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me. Why, why did he act like this around me, whereas the other guys just laughed at me when I was pissed?

Then they all came outside laughing, "Alright, you two ready to go?" Liam asked in between his laughter.

We both nodded and got up, Harry went into their little "group" which left me the one behind.

We continued walking down the streets of London to wherever we were going next. I coughed when I felt a pain in my stomach. It was an abnormal kind of pain though, quite odd.

I shrugged it off and continued walking, but this time it was a stronger pain that made me stop in my tracks, and than I remembered something, that terrified the hell outta me.