Vampire Academy (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 4 Master

Hi *waves*!

First off, I can't believe how many reads this has, it's like crazy. I mean seriously, over 300? Ahh, fangirling! Thank you guys so much, for actually reading this stuff. I also can't believe how fast you guys get to the voting goal, I would at least think it would take a couple of days to reach it, but no, you guys amaze me and we get there like a day or two after. Thank you. You guys are the best readers out there.

If you havent noticed, I have changed the cover. I was like, they were vampires in X Factor, so why not use that pic for the cover. So yeah, I kind changed it. Now it's not just Larry, but all of them.

Much love, Cherry Blossom

Harry's POV

I don't know how these guys have been doing this. Not sleeping. When it was dark out, I expected to be really tired and needing to sleep right away. But vampires don't sleep, so the entire night I spent on my Twitter, listening to music and just thinking.

I thought of a lot of things. I thought about life, and how I didn't have it. Well, technically, I guess I am alive, but I also died. So I'm the living dead? Halloween will surely be fun. I also thought of these powers I have. Does everyone else have them? Well, they said Louis can read minds, but what about the rest of them? What can Liam and Danielle do? How about Niall and Zayn? Eleanor surely has one of these supernatural talents, right?

At one point I remember having a through the wall conversation with Louis. It wasn't anything special, I just asked why he smelt like strawberries earlier. He said I should ask Liam. But that bothered me. Why did I always have to ask Liam about everything? Louis seemed like the kind of person who wouldn't even care what Liam said. Why, was Liam like the ultimate leader or something? I don't like the feeling when someone is hiding something from me, I feel like I can't be trusted. But maybe it's just that, I can't be trusted. Because I'm an eighteen year old vampire. Because I was human while they were all blood sucking monsters. Now I'm a blood sucking monster too. I hate this. Why didn't Louis just kill me then? None of this would happened. I wouldn't be confused. Liam wouldn't have to try and figure out this weird connection between Louis and I.

But I guess that's they only reason I didn't run away last night. Louis. There's something about Louis that I can't put my finger one, something that just makes me attracted to him. Like with him I feel whole. Such a girly thing to say, I know.

"HARRY! LOUIS! DOWN HERE!" Liam barked from downstairs. It hurt my ears. I guess we really did have super hearing.

"Coming Liam," I heard Louis say.

"Me too," I say. There was no doubt he could hear that. If yelling could hurt so badly, then at least normal talking would be okay. I rushed down stairs, but I decided to take the fun way. I slid down the railing, like I used to when my mom was still alive. 

I found Liam and Louis in the backyard, waiting. "What should we start on?" Liam asked.

"How about, Harry. He doesn't know how to even control his powers yet," Louis suggested.

"Alright," Liam said. "Harry, it seems you can do pretty okay controling what people see when you touch them, but it seems if you touch them they'll see something even if you don't want them to. So let's try and fix that," he said. 

I don't like this. At all. I thought about all the recent events and how much they confused me. Being a vampire is just confusing. There is just so much to it. You would think, it's just killing people sucking their blood, but no. You have to worry if they'll catch you. You have to take someones life even! Then these other vampires, they confuse me too. Liam, who acts like he's a school teacher. Danielle, who I have no idea about. Eleanor, who's so sassy. Zayn looks like a bad boy, but doesn't really act like one. Niall who seems to eat human food more than blood. And Louis. Where do I start on Louis? He's like amazing. His blue eyes, his feathered fringe, his toned muscles. Argh, he just has to be so attractive. Then his personaility that I can't seem to get enough of. He's always so happy, even though we're these monsters. Oh, his laugh. Why, why me? I have to be with this amazing person, but I don't even know if we're friends or not. Images flash in my mind of my old life. The pain is still there, and I guess it will always be there.