Loved By A Vampire? (Sequel To Kidnapped By Vampires)

Chapter 8

     Chapter 8

“Louis! I’m going to murder you!” I heard Harry scream from down the hall. Groaning, I shifted from my spot on the bed to see it was only nine thirty! They woke me up at nine thirty in the FREAKING morning!?!?

“Shut up! Some of us are trying to sleep!” I screamed, hoping they’d shut up. But unfortunately with my luck, they didn’t. Instead I heard a crash from the kitchen causing me to jump out of bed and speed out of the room. Ok, maybe I shouldn’t have sped out of the room because I ended up running into the wall and falling on the floor.

“Ugh,” I groaned, as I fell to the ground holding my face.

“Are you ok love?” Louis asked concerned, I only nodded my head.

“Ya, I’m just dying here in pain no big deal,” I said sarcastically.

“Jealyn, why are you on the floor?” Liam asked, as he walked into the kitchen.

“Oh, ya know I thought it’d be fun to run into a wall and fall on the floor,” I said, Liam only gave me a weird look. Ya, he thinks I’m crazy. 

“What are we doing today?” I asked, as I got up off the floor.

“Um, we have an interview and then a concert tonight,” Liam explained, and I nodded my head.

“Do I have to go?” I questioned.

“No, you don’t have have to come,” Liam said.

“Yes! I can do nothing today!” I exclaimed doing a happy dance. 

“I swear your lazier than Niall!” Louis exclaimed, I only smiled at him proudly.

“Thank you, I take that as a compliment,” I said cheekily. Louis just rolled his eyes at me. Well, nice to know you care.

“Will someone please go wake zayn up?!” Liam yelled from the living room. Louis and I just stared at each other for a minute.

“Not it!,” Louis and I suddenly yell. But of course, with my luck I was a few seconds late.

“I really hate you,” I muttered as I trudged up the stairs.

“Love you to babe!” I heard Louis yell from downstairs, I only rolled my eyes at him.

As I walked into Zayn’s room, I smirked as an idea popped into my head. I quickly ran into the bathroom that had been connected to Zayn’s room. I grabbed a bowl that for some odd reason was laying on the counter and filled up with cold water. I quietly walked over to Zayn, careful not to wake him up. That’s when I dumped the water on his head causing him to jump out of bed and come crashing down on the floor.

By now I had been laughing like crazy. I was laughing so hard I though this baby would pop out right here, right now!

“Ha, you should have seen your face!” I laughed out, he only glared at me. He doesn’t look to happy. My thoughts were confirmed when his eyes started glowing a bright red. With that, I immediately jumped up and ran out the door.

“Help! Someone help me! Zayn's gone on a rampage!” I screamed as I ran down the hall, Zayn hot on my tail. 

Suddenly, I felt a hand grab my wrist and pull me back, only then to slam me against the wall.

“Say sorry!” Zayn demanded in a playful tone.

“Never in a million years!” I exclaimed, struggling against his grip.

“Then except the consequences!” Zayn said, and the next thing I know I’m on the ground being tickled to my death.

“Zayn! Please stop!” I managed between laughs.

“No, not tell you say sorry,” Zayn said, in a childish tone.

“Never!” I screamed stubbornly.

“What is with all the noise?” Harry yelled from the doorframe of his room.

“Zayns trying to tickle me to my death!” I exclaimed, Harry only rolled his eyes at me. Well then, I’m glad to see you take my death seriously.

“Zayn mate, let her go,” Harry sighed, Zayn only shook his head.

“No, not until she says sorry,” Zayn pouted.

“Jealyn, just say sorry for whatever it is you did this time,” Harry sighed, sounding tired of our bickering.

“What do you mean this time? What else have done? I don’t recall doing anything. Ok fine, I may have blown up a microwave once. But in my defence that was a very unstable microwave!” I exclaimed.

“When did you blow up a microwave?” Harry asked. Oops, I forgot they never found out about that.

“Oh um, I was joking?” I said, but it came out as more of a question then a statement. Harry only rolled his eyes at me.

“Whatever, just say sorry ok?” Harry asked.

“Never in a million years!” I exclaimed stubbornly.

“Jealyn,” Harry said in a warning tone. Gosh, I swear these boys treat me like a child! I’m only three years younger than them!

“Fine! Zayn I’m sorry,” I said, giving up, he only smiled before getting off of me.

“I’m sorry you’re such a drama queen,” I smirked before taking off down the hall. 

Man do I love these boys, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. As much as I hate to admit it, I honestly can’t imagine my life without them. So, maybe being kidnapped wasn’t so bad after all?  

A/N

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