Delusional [Larry Stylinson Vampire]

New Born

I could feel the cold misty air against my skin, and the cold stone floor I laid upon underneath me.

I could smell a instantly strong sent of death. Not just any death, but old death the worst kind. Something humans have been given the blessing to not be able to detect.

I felt a soft cold hand brush against my cheek up and down it stroked me then gently grabbed my face moving me to the side to look up at Louis.

"Well I hope you're happy, is this better for your taste?" he asked looking down at me.

I blinked my eyes repeatedly rubbing them to wake myself up. "Where are we?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes, "We are in a cemetery!" he huffed lifting his hands up in the air, then letting them drop down again to his sides with a plop.

"Do you like this better Harry?"..."Is this what you wanted? A nice cold ground and wet floor to sleep on?"

I sat up from resting on his lap, trying to ignore him I began to breathe in the cold air, it was pleasing at first till the sent of death over powered it completely. I scrunched up my nose trying to huff the air out, with a deepening snarl on my face.

"Oh yes and the lovely sent of old death." he smiled at me, "Just perfect!" he squealed sarcasticly.

"We belong in hell." I stated plainly.

"There is no hell, even if there was what makes you think they'd want us? Have you ever thought of that?" he titled his head towards me waiting for a response.

I looked away from him trying not to met his gaze. I pulled myself up more to sit against the cold hard wall. I closed my eyes and repeatedly banged my head against the wall.

I heard Louis sigh and instead of the hard wall I felt his hand against my head, "Stop that." he sighed.

I paused to turn and look at him then slowly turned away continuing to bang my head against the wall. "No." I said.

I could feel arms wrap around my waist and a weight on my lap. I felt soft lips crash against my own and rub gently against me he slowly traced his touge down my neck, kissing it softly. I weakened under his touch, thrusting against him as a moan escaped my lips.

He laughed and held my face in his hands to look him in the eyes, I began to lightly whimper as he stopped caressing me.

"I was just trying to help you but no..you go crazy and burn the house down."

I began to laugh at him, "You thought you could have it all...''

"No." he began,"I thought we could have it all." his voice cracked. "I just wanted to make you happy, why did you burn down the house anyways? What did that accomplish?"

I stayed silent for a while.. "Nothing really I just wanted to."

He began to laugh, " I love you so much Harry, I love how angry you get.. that's why I choose you.. I love it.." he began to kiss my neck again and brought his head up to quietly whisper in my ear, "I love you.." he pulled me closer to him.

I closed my eyes drawing in a sharp breathe of air as I gripped onto his hair pulling him into me I ripped his arms from around my waist and pounced on top of him pinning him down I slowly grinded against his thigh as I quickened the stroking of my tounge on his neck.

Louis moans grew increasingly louder as he began to thrust back against me I pushed his hips down making him stay still he began to form his hands into fist pushing up fighting my arms from restraining him he laughed then swung up using his legs and pushed me against the wall growling in between kisses I felt him smile against my lips.