Help Me. I may Die! (1D FanFic)

5 weeks Later

*************5 weeks later**************

Noelle's P.O.V.

I sit at the table silently, and watch as Kale, still miserable about what happened FIVE  weeks ago, stab her green beans before shoving them into her mouth. Louis gulps. He's the only person she'll talk to anymore, for some reason. They became, sort of like best friends after she got turned. And it's strange too, all of us have either orange or white-ish/grey-ish eyes, except for her. She has blood red eyes. As Louis watches her protectively, I notice Harry's canines growing in, and him flashing them to Louis before Kale notices. Louis bows his head and starts to eat his pork chop.

"What did the green beans do to yo-" Niall starts, but is cut off by two low growls. Mine and Kale's. I glare at him from across the dinner table, and watch as Kale atually starts to push her food around her plate. She's not eating.

I lock eyes with Harry. He knows it too. I watch silently as her dark brown eyes shift from one person at the table, to another, as if profiling us. I shoot her a small smile but she bares her canines. I didnt DO ANYTHING to her.

I watch as her bandaged up hands start to recede from the table, indicating she's about to get up.

"Want anything else?" Niall asks her. I almost growl at him. He had NO right to bring me here, to turn me, without asking me. The stupid asshole doesn't understand fucking reality.

I watch, helpless as Kale shakes her head. Is she going to starve herself?

"Cmon, Kale. You need to eat" Louis says, earning a glare from Harry.

"Not hungry" Kale replies coldly.

It hurts me to watch her be this upset. I mean, yeah, I'm pissed at Niall, and yeah, we fight A TON, but I still talk to everyone.

What if she self-harms?

I narrow my eyes, trying to get a good look at her wrists, but Niall watches me closely, following my every move, and then his eyes fall on my best friend's forearms.

"Kale" he huffs, "Can I see your wrists?" he asks.

"WHAT?" I say-loudly-at the Irish blonde.

"What?" Kale says, eyes shining with confusion.

"Your best friend is obviously wondering if you self harm" Niall says.

"What?" I panic, as Kale raises her eyebrows at me, "I never-"

"But her eyes were STRAINING to look at your wrists. " He says, not meaning any harm but causing a ton  of it.

She cocks her head to the side.

"Niall!" I growl.

"Im speaking the truth" he says, through gritted teeth. I clench my fists, until the whites of my knuckles are showing.

"How do you know I-" I start, snarling.

"Well I can just tell " Niall says, interrupting me.

I flash my canines at him, ready to attack.

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Kale's P.O.V.

"STOP! JUST STOP!" I yell, standing up fast. I shove my not-so-empty plate to the middle of the wooden table and run into Harry's room, before sliding a pair of his grey sweatpants and one of his black t-shirts on. I jump on his bed and hug my aems up to my chest. Yes, they are all cut and scarred,  but no one will notice, not while im wearing Harry's sweatshirt.  I slip on of those on too and crawl under the navy blue comforter.

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Niall's P.O.V.

After Kale storms off, I glare at Noelle, "Can I have a word, outside?" I ask.

She nods, and stands up, quickly walking to the door.

I shut the front door swiftly behind us and turn to her.

"WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?" she yells.

"I WAS SAYING WHAT YOU WERE THINKING! IT'S NOT THAT HARD YA KNOW!" I yell back.

"SHE'S PORBABLY PISSED AT ME NOW! THANKS! "she snarls.

I sigh, "AND! IF I HADNT SAID ANYTHING, SHE MIGHT JUST GET AWAY WITH SLOWLY KILLING HERSELF!" I scream.

"WHOA, WHOA WHOA BUDDY BOY!" she screams, pointing twords inside, "YOU KNEW?"

"YES OF COURSE I DID!" I yell

"WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME?" tears swell up in her eyes, "SHE MAY BE TOO FAR TO HELP HER! SHE MAY BE-" she starts. Before she can finish, I cup her beautiful face in my hands and slowly press my lips to hers.

HOLY SHIT!