Louis' POV
I wouldn't call it stalking. No way, It's more like i'm just watching for his safety. He's quite innocent, doesn' t know what's out there. My best friend, Harry and I have been observing him for little over a year now, and I think it's about time we do something about my little... obsession.
We were hidding in a small ally way, waiting for him to finish work. He always comes out the back, should be in about three minutes. "How are we going to do this?" Harry asked, braking the silence. I have no idea! Ok, think. Nope, nothing. "I don't know, Harry." "I got an Idea." Well, this can't be good. "Which is?" I'm gonna regret asking him this... am I not? "Drink him dry." He cockily smirked. Told you! "No, Harry. You bloody well can not!"
By the way, I'm a vampire. Harry is too, and there's more but you can meet them later in the story.
"Louis, he's here. We don't have time to plan our kidnapping, so just follow my lead." Harry nudged me, pionting to a boy. A smirk grew on my face as I noticed him. This is way too easy.
Zayn's POV
Guess it's time to head home. It's getting dark, shop's closed, and Marie went ages ago. Now that everything is packed away and the doors are locked, I go out back to go home.
Walking out into the chilly air of the glooming ally way, I dug my hands deep into my jacket pockets. Somethings not right. I feel watched - have been for a while now. For a while, silence could be heard. But not for long. Chatter - something or someone is here as well. I froze in my spot the moment I heard,
"Hello, love. Shouldn't be alone in such a dark place at a time like this." Slowly, I turned around. A boy, around my age, curly hair and dangerously captivating emerald eyes, came into sight. "W-w-who are y-you?" I stuttered. Smooth, Zayn. Real smooth. "Name's Harry. But i am being serious, mate," he stepped closer, causing me to step back "you never know what could happen out here." Ok, this kid is majorly creeping me out!
As if on cue - like he can read my thoughts - another lad came into view, "Harry, personal space, mate. You don't want to give the kid a heart attack." The boy looked at me, catching my gaze. "Louis. That's what they call me." An awkward silence took over, until this Harry kid broke it. "So, Louis. How are we gonna do this?" "D-do w-w-what?" I asked. What on earth is going on? The two boys both took a step closer. Me, taking a step backwards, hitting the wall behind. "Just wait, Zayn. You'll find out soon enough." "F-find what o-out?" "My, my. You had to pick a curious one, didn't you?" Harry said to Louis.
Next Thing I knew was, Harry was about an inch in front of my face. I felt a sharp pain in my neck. Soon though, darkness was caving in on me.
