Demon hunting with One direction

Take a break and let's go shopping

SHIPPING NAMES.

You know you love them.

You know you want Niall.

BUT! My Lovely friend Lily ( @lilyisluvable ) messaged me on her ship names she has came up with the boys. I just coppied and paste because I'm lazy like that :/

Okay, so I thought of some ship names for the boys and Caitlin. For Niall I thought of "Ciall", "Call", "Nitlin" (pronounced: Night-lin), and "Niallin".

For Harry I thought of "Haitlin", "Carrylin" (my favorite), and "Carry".

For Zayn I thought of "Zalin" (Zay-lin), "Cayn", "Zait", and "Zaytlin" (or "Zaitlyn").

For Louis I thought of "Couis" (that one is kinda weird...), "Loulin", and "Louilin" (Louee-lin).

And for Liam I thought of "Lialin" (Lea-lin), and "Caitliam" (I like this one a lot).

PLEASE COMMENT BELOW AND SAY WHICH ONE YOU LIKE!

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"That's all you guys. We'll repeat what we did tomorrow, but Louis can I talk to you in my room?" I asked him and he stared at me.

"Am I in trouble?" He asked and I smiled and shook my head.

"No, if you were in trouble I would have told you in front of the boys just to himilate you." I said and he gave me a catious face, following behind me. I walked into my tidy room and I sat down on my bed with my back against the head board and I patted the spot infront of me.

"Come here, child." I said.

"Uh, I think I'm older than you." He raised as eyebrow sitting down, crossed legged in front of me.

"Aye, get you shoes off! And most likey. I'm 19." I said and he nodded.

"Yup, I'm older. Your the same age as Harold." He smiled, and something in his face told me he knew something as his smile faulted.

"Are you okay, Louis?" I asked, trying to look him in the eye.

"Yeah, so what have you called me in here for?" He asked, shaking his head trying to rid his thoughts.

"My vision." I simply said and he groaned, dropping his head into his hands.

"I'm sorry." I breathed out and he looked up.

"No, no. It's not your fault. Keep going." He demanded, looking at me with all horror and fun gone from his face.

"Do you beleive in vampires?"

"Do you?" He retorted, looking at me in the eye.

"Smart." I said, shaking my finger at him. "But, yes. That it what is... 'Haunting' you." I said and he nodded his head, showing he understood.

"Before I came here, were you tired?"

"Very."

"Weak?"

"Yes."

"Muscles and neck was stiff and sore?"

"Yes."

"Would wake up  in the middle of the night, scared, hurt, hearing thing?"

"All the time."

"Ah, yes. We have a vampire on our hands. If I didn't come here sooner, you would have been dead by now." I said and he nodded.