Not A Decision ✓

57. Thoughts

Zayn

"Guys, I think I should start heading back home. I'm really tired and," a yawn stops her from finishing her sentence. She rubs her eyes trying to rip away her sleepiness, but I know as much as she does that it wasn't working. She was tired to the bone and she insisted that she was planning to leave.

She slowly rose removed moved away from Harry's shoulder, that she had used as a pillow while watching the movie. She stood and began to walk over Niall who had gone to sleep after the second movie. My hand swiftly tugged her wrist, keeping her from completing her goal of leaving. She looked down at me her eyes the mesmerizing swirls of colors looking straight into mine.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Home." Home? Did she still want to-

"Love, you can stay here," Louis offered, his eyes glued to the screen of the Telly.

"Guys, I don't want to be a hassle and I don't even have clothes to sleep in," Kenzie said. I still kept my hold on her wrist.

"Well that settles it then. You can borrow my clothes and sleep on my bed," Harry said. I did my best not to smile at Harry's cheeky remark. It was one thing for him to be forced to say what was on script and another for him to be himself.

"But- No butts," Louis interrupted Kenzie and laughed at his own words. I rolled my eyes, that's what it took for Louis to unglue his eyes from the Telly.

"Just watch the movie and if you fall asleep I'll take you to bed," I explained. She nodded and continued to stand. I sat there a bit confused.

"You don't expect me to let you undress me and dress me," Kenzie placed her unoccupied hand on her hip. I had forgotten about that and felt myself blush.

"No- I didn't- I forgot-" Kenzie chuckled.

"I know you didn't. Harry you mind lending me some clothes then," Kenzie gave me a smile. I let her wrist go as Harry stood up from his spot and retreated to his room with her.

"Zayn, she wasn't planning on still leaving us," Liam asserted. I turned to look at Liam who kept his stare on the Telly. How did he know if she was planning to or not? I continued to examine Liam. His eyes watched the Telly but his mind wasn't on the Telly. His eyebrows were scrunched together like if he were deep in thought, as he were trying to hear something.

"Are you okay, Liam?" I asked him more from curiosity than worry. Liam's face relaxed itself and he looked down at me.

"Yeah, I'm fine just a little headache," Liam said. Headache?

"Nothing to worry about," Liam reassured. I just nodded. I heard footsteps coming back and I left Liam's case alone. My eyes went in search for the hazel eyes that gave me comfort and siletn everyhting inside me. She wasn't there. Not before the tall boy that came walking back towards us with his tussled curly hair. Nor behind.

"Where's Kenzie?" I asked.

"She changed into my clothes and she took a seat on my bed while I searched for a blanket for her to cover herself in to watch the movie. When I came back she had fallen asleep. I thought I'd just leave her there." Harry said as he took his spot back. As Harry got comfortable in his seat the Telly clicked off and the lights were turned on. I blinked and Niall there stood, his hair rather messy and he was panting heavily.

"Guys- I - can't-" Niall tried his best to speak but trying to regain his breath and speaking wasn't working out for hime.

"Niall are you okay, do you need Kenzie?" Louis came to his aid in a flash. I stood up ready to get Kenzie for him. But Niall just shook his head no. Harry stood up and held Niall as Louis tried his best to coordinate Niall into how to regain his breath. I waited for someone to order me for something when my mind finally recognized Liam's absence in this.

My head snapped his direction. Liam just sat there on the couch his hands between his hands, like if he were trying to block away something. But he didn't look in pain. Something was going on with Liam and I was going to get to the bottom of-

"I'm thirsty," Niall finally was able to place his words together and I finally understood what was going on. They were all under blood control. My bloodlust had been restained by Kenzie's presence.

"I second that. C'mon let's go get our drinks," Louis dashed towards the door. Louis' hand hovered over the knob.

"We can't just leave Kenzie alone," I noted. They all looked at each other deciding silently who would stay. Their eyes all tried to argue who had to stay but no one wanted to. I didn't want to either. My bloodlust was minimal but I wasn't going to drink cold blood again.

"We could just get delivery," Liam said. He voice held no sign of sarcasm. Was he crazy?

"Delivery? We can't just bring people hear with Kenzie so close- We have heightened sense Louis we can tell when she wakes," Liam interrupted Louis. Harry thought about it and Niall face was pained with the hinderance from his body receiving the red liquid that granted him sanity and life.

"I don't think we should," I protested. The other lads didn't seem to care to hear me.

"Just do it now," Niall muttered. I cringed at the sound of his voice slowing resembling something that I couldn't and I wouldn't let control me again.

"Nialler, don't let it. Think of Kenzie, it'll soothe it while we agree what we're going to do," I said. Niall eyes narrowed at me, his irises slowly being consumed by the scarlet lust we all had but he was weaker to. I could tell my words had granted him some sort of relief because the red in his irises was receeding.

"We haven't had a drink since yesterday morning," Harry recalled. Just at the mention of lack of blood began to make my mind rattle. No. Not here. She's here.

"Room sevice it is," Louis quipped and Louis jumped zipped towards the phone and dialled.

"Room service, we need one- I mean two maids perferably to clean a mess in our suite," Louis began.

"Mhmmm, yes right now. I, Louis Tomlinson, cannot go to bed if this mess is not cleaned. Do I have to speak with- Yes the same one. Thank you." Louis hung up the phone, as he licked his lips. The need for blood had made Louis sound like a stuck up popstar in moments and a savage licking his lips like if the maids were some entree in a menu. What had we succumb to?

We all stood there but Niall who stood beside the wall closest to the door, his eyes shut close as he mumbled to himself. He was trying to regain the huanity he had inside him. We needed Kenzie as much as we needed the blood. But sadly one didn't cancel out the other. We needed both. One just didn't suffice. There was a quick knock on the door and Niall was there to open it. In came two maids behind a shopping cart.

"Where's the mess?" The blonde asked. Niall closed the door, quietly locking it. I watched as they all set to do theri bidding. Liam just continued to sit there on the couch despite he was the one who had granted the idea and allowed it to happed. What was he doing?

"Ladies, could you look at me for a minute. I like for you to-" Harry caught the attention of the girls who checked him out before their eyes settled on his, "now you won't scream, don't try to run and forget this ever happened." The girls nodded dumbly, they were compelled.

"Mine," Niall said before he grabbed the brunette that accompanied the blonde and his fangs latched onto her neck. The aroma of the lucious maroon liquid tangled itself with the air and teased our noses. Liam at the inhale of the aroma broke away from whatever was consuming his thoughts and hungrily stared at the blonde. Harry and Louis let Liam go on first.

Liam grabbed the blonde and just let his fangs sink into her neck. Not once did he apologize or did he try to be compassionate. But he did remove himself to tell us to join in. I couldn't sustain myself anymore and I joined them. Harry went on with Louis and drank from the blonde. I grabbed the wrist of the brunette and brought it up to my lips. I let a kiss linger there before I knit my fangs into it. The blood flowed right into my mouth, a river in my mouth. I let out a moan as it made its way down my throat. I needed it. Kenzie being here had soothed my hunger and pushed it aside. In reality I was much like Niall hungry to the bone, yearning for more. But we didn't kill, we were'nt murders.

"Harry, have you seen my- guys where are..."