He Sees Through Me Like Broken Glass (A Larry Stylinson Vampire Fan Fiction)

Chapter 9

*Louis’ POV*

“so you’re telling me she’s having some sort of ‘reaction’ to the bite?” Zayn asks after a short silence that followed our teacher’s theory.

“yes, I don’t know how grave it is because I haven’t seen her, but it will probably pass, don’t worry” the ginger woman explains.

“thanks Miss Pepper, thank you so much” he then sighs blissfully, throwing his arms around her slim figure.

I chuckle at them, Miss Pepper pulling a face that makes it seem as if she couldn’t breathe.

“it’s okay, Zaynie” she pats his back.

“Zaynie!” I mock, but he’s too happy to care right now.

“well, you could bring her one of these days and I’ll see what I can do to make her feel a bit better, yeah?” she suggests as she falls back down on the sofa where we are all sat.

“yes, sure, I will” he beams.

“and what about Harry? Did you tell him?” she asks with an interested smile.

“actually…” I drag in a high pitched voice, “I couldn’t do it” I sigh.

“but Louis, it’s dange-”

“yes, I know, but he already worries too much about how we burn and how we don’t burn sometimes, and he’s always happy but with that sad air in his face… I’ll just wait a bit”

At that Miss Pepper sighs audibly, “you can’t wait much longer Louis! Also, how are you doing with the blood diet?” she asks, probably trying to lighten the mood.

“good, good…” I lie.

“Louis…” Zayn says in a stern voice and I glare.

“fine, I’m dying for some, but I can cope with it” I reassure them and before Zayn can complain our teacher pushes her hand in front of his face to silence him.

“and about human warmth?” she asks innocently.

I look over at Zayn who is sitting beside her and just groan internally when I see the smirk trying to be hid.

“awful” I mumble and she giggles.

“how long has it been since you’ve actually gained some warmth?” she pulls a voice, making me want to disappear.

“aka, how long since you last banged someone?” Zayn intervenes and I just sigh.

“too long…”

“how long?”

“almost two months” I admit and Zayn laughs.

“look at Tommo the Player!” he carries on laughing and Miss Pepper has to shut him up for her to keep talking.

“Louis, I don’t care how, but you need body warmth, and for that, you need a human”

“I don’t think I can do it…”

“just fuck Styles, it ain’t that hard” Zayn throws nonchalantly.

“he’s freaking sixteen Zayn!” I half shout, “I won’t do that to him, and plus he’s so fragile and innocent… I would hate to take that away just now” I say honestly, staring into my lap as I think back of Harry.

I can’t fuck Harry, not now, not in a long time.

“so what?! You can’t go around fucking other people when you’re supposed to belong to him” Zayn says and shoots me a look that tells me I have to believe him.