"I didn't mean to fall in love but you made it so easy..."
Barry Allen moved to New York a year after waking up from his coma. He decided he needed a change of scenery and promised his adoptive family that he'd visit soon. He had no idea what would...
Barry Allen Hours passed with Barry and Blaine sitting at the bar drinking and talking and surprisingly he found that he was starting to get drunk. Barry was confused; he couldn't get drunk. Alchohol burned through his system as fast as he could run so he was never able to get drunk after his nine month coma.
Barry didn't really care though. He needed this, he needed to release a lot of his pent up sadness and anger and what better way to do that then to get drunk, despite the fact that it was impossible and it showed signs that something was either wrong with him or this place. But he ignored the facts and continied drinking.
"Dude you have so many guys checking you out!" Blaine said loudly over the music.
Barry shook his head, tipping another shot down his throat. "Do I? I couldn't tell."
Blaine laughed and punched Barry in the arm playfully as a bartender walked over to them carrying a strange looking drink in her hand. She set it down in front of him and he looked at her confused. She nodded her head over towards a corner and said,
"Guy over there paid for it. Said to give it to the hot lad over here."
Barry turned around and followed her gaze. He saw a guy with really dark hair, brown/golden eyes, bronze skin tone and a nice smile. Barry guessed he was british. He smiled at him and the guy nodded, pointing to the drink.
Barry turned back around and picked up the glass. The drink itself was a dark red and had a bitter copper smell but Barry thought nothing of it as he brought it up to his lips and took a sip. It had a horrible bitter taste and kind of tasted of blood. Before he could drink the whole thing, it was knocked from his hands by someone bumping into him.
Barry watched as the glass fell to the floor, shattering and spilling the contents all over the floor. The smell wafted up from the floor and Barry almost gagged. It smelled exactly like blood and he covered his mouth, feeling as if he were going to puke.
"You don't want to drink that." A guy with black hair, intense blue eyes and a strange tattoo covering his neck said making Barry look up at him.
Barry would have been staring if not for the fact that he realised that he had just drank blood--probably human, and felt his stomach churn in disgust. He glanced over at the british guy sitting in the corner. He wasn't sitting anymore but standing as if ready for a fight. This guy just tried to--
"I think I'm gonna be sick." Barry mumbled as his stomach began to twist and turn.
"Shit!" Blaine cursed and grabbed his arm, rushing him to the clubs bathroom and to a toilet just as Barry vomited everything he had up until now. Barry gagged and threw up some more. When he was finished he flushed the toilet and stumbled out of the restroom with Blaine guiding him back to their seats.
Barry saw the guy still standing there but there were three other people with him and Barry admitted the guy was hot. Barry sat down and frowned at the black haired guy and demanded, "Who are you?"
"Alec Lightwood." The dark haired boy said. "What's your name?"
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"Barry. Allen." Barry introduced himself.
Alec Lightwood Alec finally had a name to go with the guys face and he admitted...the name was a good one. Went great with his face and figure but Alec would never tell anyone that this was what he was thinking. He'd keep that to himself. No one needed to know.
"This is my sister and brother, Isabelle and Jace. And the redhead here is my brothers girlfriend Clary." Alec told Barry.
Barry nodded but he seemed out of it. His eyes kept flickering over to the dark haired british guy over in the corner who was watching them. Jace noticed and frowned.
"Hey, you okay? You seem pretty out of it." Jace asked.
Alec watched Barry's reaction and was surprised when the guy shook his head, glancing at his friend with a pleading look. The guy stepped up and said,
"I'm Blaine Anderson...Barry's best friend." Blaine glanced over at the guy in the corner and narrowed his eyes. "Excuse me just a second."
"Where are you going?" Alec demanded grabbing his arm.
Blaine shook him off and ignored him. Alec decided to follow him after he told Izzy and Clary to stay with Barry and motioned Jace to come with. When they reached the guy over in the corner, Alec observed as Blaine confronted the obvious vampire.
"What the fuck did you try to give my friend?!" Blaine demanded, crossing his arms.
The vampire shook his head and said, "It wasn't me. The guy who ordered the drink left eight minutes ago."
"Who are you?" Alec asked curiously.
"Zayn Malik. I, uh...I come here a lot." The british vampire says.
"Really?" Jace asked suspiciously.
Before Zayn could answer, a small scream errupted from behind them and Alec whirled around, sensing danger. Barry was backing away from a vampire, who had its fangs out and his eyes were wide. Alec assumed that he was the one who ordered that drink.
"I'm guessing that's the vampire that ordered the drink?" Alec demanded.
Zayn nodded and Alec shook his head, pulling his bow and arrows. He docked an arrow and pulled the string back but before he could fire another vampire jumped on him and he fell, his bow sliding from his fingers. There were eight vampires in total that were ganging up on them and Alec cursed under his breath.
"Jace help them!" Alec yelled as he kicked the vampire off of him.
Things got heated in just a few minutes, Alec thought.
Looks like we're gonna be bringing back mundanes. Again.
