Forever Young (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 22

-A/N-

Okay just a few things to preface this chapter:

1. I'm calling you guys the Carly Fries. It's one of my nicknames and is quite clever if you think about it. Curly fries, Carly fries...get it?

2. There will be maybe 2 or 3 more chapters to this book but don't worry, I'm planning on making a sequel!

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As I looked at the man, I realized who he was.

"Zack," I snarled.

He smirked. "Oh good. You remember me," he said, stepping towards me.

Out of my vampire instinct, I bared my vampire fangs and hissed.

"Oh, so you've already been changed," Zack said. "Very recently, apparently."

I crossed my arms. "So what? It doesn't matter. "

"It's against the rules for a werewolf and a vampire to get married," Louis sneered, baring his fangs. "You of all people know that. "

"As do you, Lewis," Zack said, mispronouncing his name on purpose.

Louis went full on rage. He lunged himself at Zack but was easily swatted away. Zack glared at me with a loving look in his eyes and said, "I'll be back for you later." Within the blink of an eye, he shifted and ran away.

I ran over to Louis, who was crumpled up on the floor, holding his wrist.

"What's wrong, Louis??" I said.

"My wrist....he scratched it," Louis said.

"So?" I said.

"So, I'm turning into one of them," Louis said, gripping his wrist.

Then somehow, without controlling myself, I put my hand on his wrist, closed my eyes, and concentrated.

When I opened my eyes, the scratch was gone and Louis sat up.

"You did it," he whispered.

"Did what?" I said.

"You've become something very strong. A vampire-witch," Louis said, looking at me dramatically.

A vampire-witch.

That was what I had become.

-A/N-

Alrighty. So. Short yet crappy. Sorry guys.

I'm tired and I have a busy day tomorrow so I thought I might just update it.

Today's question: What should Mal's other special ability be?

xoxoCarly (: