Bad Vampire ~ A Larry Stylinson Fantasy Fan-fic

~Chapter 14~

Four days has already been passed since Zayn and Harry went unconscious. It can't be said that there wasn't any improvement, but they were still unconscious. Liam was still staying with them. Although the three of them didn't hang out much, except during dinner, and at that time too, it was either Louis and Niall talking or Louis and Liam talking. Niall and Liam didn't talk much, but there were no harsh feeling left by now. It is hard to hate someone you are living with and who you know is actually a good person; however Niall was still mad Liam for hitting him and Liam still thought that Niall was a pure show-off. 

"Are you sure they will be fine?" Liam asked Louis, just when he finished reading healing spells. Niall was still trying to get the potions up their nerves. 

"Yup, I am." Louis said trying to smile to comfort Liam, who had anxiety and fear all over his face,  

"Are you sure he will get his memories back?" He asked again.

"Yes, Niall's potions are really effective you know? He helped my mom- uh,... M-many people to get their memories back." Louis said.

"You said your mom?" Liam asked in confusion.

Louis took a deep breath before saying,

"Yes, My mom. She lost her entire memory...in..in an accident few months back. And she is recovering well. Thanks to Niall." Louis said, smiling towards Niall as he looked up. Liam looked back at Niall who was looking at them, he couldn't stop but gave him an appreciating look to which Niall smiled, making Liam smile a bit. 

"I hope she get better soon." Liam said, smiling.

"Yeah, I am going tomorrow to meet her." Louis said,

"That is great, good luck." Liam said. 

He smiled when Louis left the room. His smile faded when he realised that he is gonna be alone with Niall next day,

"Wait, does that mean that you an-" 

"Yup, and believe me I am not very excited about it." Niall said.

Liam rolled his eyes, before letting out a sigh.

***

Louis woke up early in the morning, he wanted spend much time with his mom, so he decided to leave early. It was still dark, he quickly walked into the room, where Zayn and Harry were. He walked to the side of Zayn's bed and put his hands over Zayn's neck, softly. He slowly closed his eyes, and started concentrating. He mumbled some words, as he felt warmness under his palms and a blue lights filled the room, not bright but soothing. He then slowly moved his hands over to his chest and made three round circles with his palms. He slowly opened his eyes again and the blue light disappeared. 

He then walked over towards Harry's bed. He stood there for a moment and admired his curls, which by the way were not burnt anymore. They looked perfect. Harry's body was almost healed now, it didn't have any marks of burns or anything. It was just smooth, soft and pale. Louis sat on his knees by his bed. He looked all over Harry. His perfect rusty curls, his jawline, his plumy pink lips, his well built chest. He imagined how he would look if he had his green shiny eyes open now. He moved his fingers through Harry's soft curls, and realised how it used to be to feel peace.

Just perfect!

Louis thought to himself, he couldn't stop admiring him. Time was running out, but all he could think about was to kiss the perfection lying in front of him.

Louis shook his head, making the inappropriate thoughts to go away, he reminded himself his decision to never to fall for anyone again. It might just end up hurting him  more, and Louis was not sure if his heart could bear any more pain.