1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Vampires(30)

Word count:3146

The moment I saw you.

The second my eyes found yours I knew I was in love.

I knew you would be my mate.

I knew that we'd spend all of eternity together.

You sat in laughed with a man and a woman cheerfully and I wanted nothing more then to tear you away.

I abandon my thoughts of finding food in favor to follow you through the partly crowded streets.

I've never been good with ages but I think you were all around twenty.

A dark skinned fellow with sharp dark eyes. And a ebony haired girl with electric blue eyes.

Then you.

The youngest.

About five seven with fire red hair and emerald green eyes.

Your nose cheeks were covered in freckles and your smile was wide and stunning.

I don't remember what my own heart beat felt like but the moment I saw you, I felt it flutter.

For a moment my unbeating heart regained a beat. Only for you.

I follow you until they get to a building. Then. You say your goodbyes. In a sweet voice. A voice I craved to have in my ears and only mine.

I walk past before stopping the moment I'm out of sight. You go in and they leave.

My footsteps are silent.

My breathing is nonexistent.

The stairs give no indication you're aren't alone.

My moments give no indication I'm behind you.

You arrives at a door. B12.

Your room.

Your home.

Were you slept, showered, and ate.

I'll give you the choice.

I'll let you decide.

I'll be different.

I tell myself only I pity myself for lying.

If I were to give you the choice.

I wouldn't have followed you.

I wouldn't have waited outside your door.

I wouldn't have listened for your still heartbeat letting me know you're was asleep.

I wouldn't have entered.

It was never my attention to allow you to choose.

It was never my attention to allow you to leave.

I stand over you while you slept. Looking upon the boy who never got to live.

The boy who didn't spend nearly enough days in the sun.

The boy who didn't feel his heart race nearly enough.

The boy who didn't glow with radiant life nearly enough.

The boy who didn't sleep nearly enough.

The boy who didn't get to love nearly enough.

I know I'm selfish.

I know I'm horrid.

I know I shouldn't.