My little vampire | harry styles

T W E L V E

Blaze's point of view

I stir my tea absentmindedly watching the sun go down. My back door opens and my dad struts in.

Dad : Start locking your doors.
Me : I do. You just pick the locks.

He smiles, he takes a seat at the counter and I sigh.

Me : Dad you read minds. What are Harry intentions with me?

He growls.

Me : Okay ignore those intentions. Tell me about the other ones.
Dad : Well he really cares about you. He would sacrifice himself before he lets you get hurt.
Me : What about his family?
Dad : I don't know about his family. That part of his mind is so surpressed I can't read it.

Why? Zayn, Niall, Jess and Louis walks into my kitchen looking around.

Me : Where's Liam?
Niall : He's at home.
Me : Does his family know?
Louis : No. We told him it would be best if he could hide it as long as possible.
Niall : Staying away from mirrors and all that.
Zayn : The only person who lives with him is his mom anyways.

I nod and take a sip from my tea. I hiss as it burns my tongue. Jess just looks at me and smile.

Me : So does she remember anything?
Zayn : Still no luck.
Dad : Well I had one of my friends track down this witch. She's in another part of the woods, not very smart.

Harry walks through the back door silently. Vampires, we have no manners. Just picking locks and shit. He leans against the doorway with his arms crossed. I drink my tea while staring at him over the rim of the cup. He has on black skinny jeans, a black shirt and boots. His hair is tousled and his eyes are cold.

I divert my gaze when he glances over at me. I sit the cup down and clear my throat. I grab the duffle bag but when I go to swing it over my shoulder Harry stops me. Without saying anything he takes the duffle bag and swings it over his shoulder. I look at the other people in the room and they shrug. I roll my eyes as we all leave out the door.

I come to a hault on my porch. There are way too many scents. None of them smell familiar.

Me : They're looking for me. I smell them.
Zayn : We have to get to the witch.

We all gather into my dad's truck. Sometimes driving is easier than all of us running and hopping all over the place. My dad drove for twenty-five minutes until we got to the other side of the woods. Sure enough I start to smell the witch. As we make our way through the trees and bushes I noticed Harry remained silent. His emotions read nothing. My stomach starts to hurt and shake off the weird feeling.

We arrive at the familiar ugly cottage. Her cottage has a seal on it where you can't enter unless you are invited in. My dad bangs on the door, she foolishly opens it. Her eyes went wide, my dad drags her -again- by her throat.

Me : I'm going to eat your brain.

She looks up at me mortified as I shrug. It's true.

Me : You're the one who put the spell on Jess to make her human?

A stabbing pain jerks through my chest and I groan. What the hell?