Stranger Things Happen

Chapter Five

A/N - Hi. How are you going? Good? Good.

If you were thinking that this is about Niall AND Liam, then all you Liam fans, this is completely different to the actual Liam.......probably, it's going to involve him. Anyway here's the chapter enjoy.

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Madeline's POV

It had been ages since Alex talked to me. I was beginning to get worried. I hadn't seen Harry in a while either. This was getting quite suspicious. Liam's being weird as well.

Every time Liam and I get close, he pulls away. Like that time before..........

*Flashback*

Liam and I were sitting on my bed, talking about vampires and stuff like that. I was so confused and overwhelmed. Liam pulled me into a hug noticing my sad expression. I felt so safe in his arms, like nothing could ever hurt me. I really liked Liam, and something kept telling me he felt the same.

I went to kiss him but he stopped and got up.

"Sorry, I-I just can't. I'm sorry." He said and walked out of my room.

*Flashback Over*

I needed some answers off of him.

I got up and walked to Liam's room, which was conveniently right next to mine. He was laying peacefully awake on his bed as I walked in.

"Liam?" I said which stirred him and he sat up.

"Mmm."

"I need to ask you something." I said sternly.

"What is it?"

"Why is it, whenever we start to get close, you always pull away?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Well I want to know."

"Look I don't want to talk about it. I need time okay?"

"Fine take your time. But don't talk to me until your ready to tell me whats going on."

"What?"

"You heard me. If we don't talk, we can't get close, and if we can't get close, you can't pull away and leave me stranded in embarrassment every time."

He ran his fingers through his hair as I walked out of his room and back into mine, closing the door behind me.

Liam's POV

Great. I had just lost the one person who I could actually talk to, over a past that keeps coming back to haunt me. Maybe it would be easier if I just told her, but where to begin.

There was less and less people wandering the mansion anymore. Harry was missing. Niall had locked himself in his room. So had Alex. Zayn was always out. And Louis had vanished. Maddy and I were the only two that moved from our rooms. Now it was only me.

I think she hated me. Hate's a strong word Liam, perhaps dislikes? Yeah, she really dislikes me. I need to tell her. I urge to tell her, but it's like an imaginary hand is over my mouth every time the subject comes up.

Uggghhhh. I need something to keep my mind off this whole escapade. I got up and walked down the hall to Niall's room.

"Hey buddy, can I come in?" I said while knocking. The door creaked open slowly to reveal a very agitated and tired Niall, laying on his bed, face down. I walked in and closed the door.

"What's wrong Niall?"

"Girls, they're so unpridictable." He said as he rolled over to face me.

"I think I know how you feel."

"Really, so Harry came and forcefully made out with Maddy, then you stopped him and when you came back she was kissing Louis?"

"Wow man, I'm sorry. Did you kill Harry and Louis?"

"No. Harry is locked up and Louis is scared of me."

"Oh. Maddy wants to know what happened in my past and why I won't kiss her. She told me not to talk to her until I was ready to spill."

"Good luck with that."

"Yeah. You too."

"Thanks." Just as he said that, there was a beeping noise coming from his phone. He reached over to it and picked it up, turning it off in the process.

"Liam, sorry, I'd like to talk more but I have to go deal with Harry." He said. I nodded in reply and walked out of his room, back down the hall, and into mine.

I was exhausted. I hadn't slept in a week, and all this stuff involving Maddy had irritated me, leaving limited head space. Hopefully sleeping would drown all of the confusion and annoyance of the topic.

I jumped onto my bed and fell into a deep slumber. Yes vampires do sleep, just not all the time.

Niall's POV

Once Liam left I walked out of my room, closed the door and sped down the stairs. I walked over to where the secret door should have been but instead it was open, the darkened staircase in view. That's weird.

When I had reached the bottom, I opened the metal door that led to the wall where Harry should have been tied up.

"Louis?" I found a very injured Louis strung up, blood dripping from his cut body. "Where's Harry?" I continued through gritted teeth as my rage began to consume me. His head lifted as his eyes filled with terror.

"Who do you think did this?" He quietly mumbled. I helped him down, and sat him in a chair.

"I'm gonna have to bite you mate. It's gonna hurt, but it will save you. If you were left any longer you would've died." He nodded in response. My fangs slowly descended as I lent over to Louis. The sharp points of my teeth slid into his neck. I let my venom seep into his veins before I pulled back. My fangs retracted as Louis fell to the ground in pain.

"Arrrrrrrhhhhhhhhggggggg!" He threw his head back as his hand latched onto the leg of the chair. The metal between his fingers snapped with ease.

He began to calm as he ran his fingers through strands of his hair. He sat up as his cuts healed, leaving dried blood splattered across his body.

"Thanks." He said as I helped him back up, into standing position.

"Where's Harry?" I said a little aggitated.

"I have no idea. Do you know why he tortured me?" I shook my head in response. "He wanted to know what your power was and who Alex is. The thing is the REAL Harry already knows that. There's something else. Harry's green eyes flickered a pale yellow every time the knife pierced my skin."

"Are you sure?"

"What do you mean 'am I sure' all I could do is watch. Of coarse I'm sure."

"I'm sorry Louis, but I have to."

"No, Niall please. I'm begging you. Why can't you just take my word for it? Please."

"I've had a lot more experience than you. I might know what's going on with Harry."

"NO! Please Niall. Don't do it."

"I'm sorry." I didn't want to, but I had to. His head went back as his eyes were sad and filled with horror. A tear slid down his cheek.

I dragged him over to the wall and jammed the handcuffs onto his wrists, to stop him from hurting himself........or escaping.

"Niall stop. Don't. PLEASE."

I ignored him. I had to see for myself.

I stepped back and closed my eyes concentrating. I didn't want to hurt him more than I had to. I flicked my eyes open as I entered Louis' mind.