Trust Me - A Zayn Malik vampire story

Chapter 1

"When one door closes, Another opens."

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I began strolling down the dark and gloomy passages that lined along old shophouses. I was wearing a black hoodie with the hood up. The sound of thoughts from the people around filling my ears. After a century and a half of living like this, I’d gotten used to it. The best thing about being a vampire was to torture people. Especially girls. You can get them to do whatever you want just by seducing them.

 I put my hands in my pockets and I strode along, heading for an alleyway. There would usually be drunk people lingering around there, making an easy midnight snack for me. I could smell the tempting scent of blood from here. My throat began pulsing, I couldn’t take it anymore. I leaped up and landed on the roof of an old abandoned shop. I just hope no one saw that. Or I’ll have a hell lot of explaining to do.

 Over houses I leapt until I reached my destination. I knelt down on the roof and looked down into the alley. There, against the brick wall, I saw a man, and a woman, making out. I hopped down, making a pile of leaves fly in all directions. The man snapped his head back and looked at me with terrified eyes. “W-who are you? W-what do you want? I’m not s-scared of you.” he trailed off, trying to sound as mean as possible but obviously failing to do so.

 I could hear his thoughts as loudly and clearly as if he were voicing it out. “He seems terrifying. Luckily, I learnt self defence when I was younger. On the count of three..” I snatched his hand that was about to punch me. I threw him against the wall, making it rumble. I  guess I used too much strength on that one.. This is gonna be fun. I put my arms on the wall on either sides of her head. She tried to push herself off me but too bad. I was much stronger than her. “Where are you trying to go, love?” I asked her, my face inches from hers. I could tell that she was growing weak. “He’s really attractive. I like those brown eyes. I could get lost in them forever.” “Oh, is that so?” I asked, smirking.

 It was weird that she didn’t care at all about the guy that she was making out with, just recently. He sat plopping himself up against the wall, unconscious. All her thoughts were about me. Just me. Well I couldn’t blame her. I  looked at her, staring deeply into her eyes. I’m gonna play with her. I took her face in my hands and leaned in. She quickly wrapped her arms around my neck and began kissing me roughly. Suddenly, I was thrown off her. The man that I had thrown against the wall earlier had regained consciousness. His eyes were filled with fury.

 “You idiot!” He yelled as he pushed me against the wall. I didn’t fight back just yet. I wanted to see how far this would go. “You think you can show up suddenly and just kiss my girlfriend?” He spat at my face. I smirked. “Well maybe.” I stated, making him angrier than ever. I was really enjoying this. “You should really use your mind sometimes, mister!” he yelled, hands balled into fists, ready to punch me. I managed to snatch his hand before it hit my face. Time for the fun to begin.

 With a great amount of force, I held his body up against the wall. “Having fun?” I smirked at the male figure that was trembling beneath me. “Get of me.” he hissed in between his teeth. “Oh you really shouldn’t have said that. I do what I want and you keep your mouth shut.” I snapped. I was becoming impatient. His eyes widened as eyes turned a bloody shade of red. I let my fangs lengthen below my bottom lip. The girl behind him stared, horrified. Too horrified to even move an inch. I preferred playing with girls so I’m just gonna let this pass quickly. But first to torture. “Don’t you ever speak to me like that again. Understand?” I warned. “If you ever survive through this.” I muttered, my voice barely a whisper. He seemed to be terrified of me. Great. He nodded sharply and shut his eyes as tightly as he could. I smirked. I began licking his neck, the temptation of his blood taking over my body. “This wont hurt.” I whispered in his ear. “W-what-” he was cut of by his own scream as my fangs penetrated his neck. The blood came gushing into my mouth like a waterfall.

 Once I had drained him completely of blood, I threw his pale icy body to the side and strode to the girl whose eyes were literally popping out of it’s socket. “Y-you..” she trailed off. “I have a name you know.” I smiled. “The name’s Zayn.” I added. She nodded, speechless. My eyes returned to it’s normal shade of brown and my fangs disappeared into my gums. I could no longer hear her thoughts as she wasn’t thinking about anything. I knew I left her speechless.

 In one swift action, I smacked her petite little body up against the wall and she grunted. I flashed her a toothy smile and continued with my gimmicks. “What’s your name, love?” I questioned. “E-Emily.” she responded, taking sharp breaths. I leaned into her, my face inches from hers. “W-what are you?” she stuttered. “I’m a vampire.” I hissed at her. “He’s incredibly terrifying as well as handsome…” I smirked as heard that particular string of thoughts. My eyes turned a fiery shade of red as they wandered, roaming her neck. She tried her best to avoid eye contact with me.

 THIRD PERSON POV

 For all she knew, she’d be lost in those hazel eyes, weakening. She felt every ounce of energy left in her fade away. She was feeling more and more hopeless by the second. A part of her wished he would just get it over and done with. How she longed to reunite with her family, yet, she feared death. The thought of his fangs piercing into her made her want to break down and cry her eyes out.

 “Not so fast. The fun isn’t over yet.” he muttered, his voice barely audible. She felt as if he had just read her mind. He extended his arm and took her hand in his. She couldn’t help but notice that he was so cold. She feared what would happen next. With a gentle kiss on her knuckles, he let go of her hand slowly. Her stomach churned, making her most uncomfortable. The ball of fear that sat at the bottom of her stomach began to ignite. The mixture of feelings she had in her, made her head spin. She flailed her arms in all directions, trying to free himself from his grip.

 “Don’t fight me, Emily!” he snapped, obviously annoyed. His grip was much too strong for a lone human to escape. He had her trapped within. How he enjoyed watching her squirm helplessly in his arms, begging for mercy. Unfortunately, for her, he had not the slightest bit of sympathy in him. She watched in horror as his fangs began to lengthen below his bottom lip. Her body began to tremble as he got closer to her neck. “This ain’t gonna hurt.” he whispered into her ear somewhat seducingly. “It’s just gonna be like a lovebite.” He smirked upon registering the expression that was written across her face. “And a vampires’ love bite is different..” he trailed off.

 And with that, his sharp fangs pierced into her flesh, draining every last drop of blood that she owned. Despite her helpless screaming and squirming, the vampire carried on with his business.

 Satisfied, he wiped the remaining blood off his chin with his sleeve. He didn’t care if it was bloodstained. All he cared of was that he had satisfied his hunger. He got up and kicked lifeless body of the now pale girl aside. The alley fell silent for a moment but the silence did not last long. He could hear someone drawing their breath slowly, yet uneasily. He turned around sharply and bickered to himself as his eyes darted towards his prey. As lifeless as she was, she still managed to sit up. He walked over to her, making her shudder. He placed his ice-cold hand on the nape of her neck and the other on her back, sending shivers down her spine. With a swift action, a snapping sound filled the room. He had broken her neck and with that, she immediately stopped breathing.

 He smirked towards himself as he crept out of the dark alley.