Back From the Dead (Sequel to Vampire Vs. Slayer)

Chapter 4

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Song: A Drop in the Ocean by Ron Pope

~Carly <3

Harry’s POV

“Hurry up Haz!” Ariana called. “We’re losing daylight here!”

“I’m coming!” I laughed. “This is supposed to be a normal hike! No vampire speed allowed!”

Ariana’s laugh flowed through the French countryside as we continued our journey to the valley for a picnic. I watched as she would periodically stop to smell a wild flower and ruffle her hair as the light breeze blew through it, making her smile with happiness.

“Are we there yet?” I pouted.

She looked at me with fake sympathy before pointing to an upcoming field filled with flowers and grasses galore.

“That’s where we’ll be enjoying our picnic Mr. Styles,” she announced.

“Race you,” I challenged. “In 3…..2….”

“GO!” she finished.

We both began our sprint and I carefully balanced the picnic basket while trying to beat Ariana. We reached the field with me leading by a few feet.

“I win,” I gloated while watching Ariana frown.

“I was beating you!” she insisted.

“Yes, but I pulled through because I have much more experience,” I chuckled before pulling the contents of the picnic out onto a blanket. “Do I get a prize?”

She giggled before leaning in closer, her breath mixing with mine as her lips came dangerously close.

“What would you like?” she asked with a smirk, knowing I was getting flustered.

“Kiss me,” I breathed.

She smiled while pushing the food away from my hands and climbing onto my lap.

“As you wish,” she whispered before crashing her lips to mine.

Louis’ POV

I was sitting in the living room with a cup of tea when the doorbell rang. I jumped up and pulled open the front door, smirking at the person on the other side.

“Hello Zayn,” I said.

“Tomlinson,” he greeted coldly.

“Come on in,” I said.

Zayn stepped cautiously into the small flat and looked around as if expecting a trap.

“Relax Zayn,” I said. “We’re all on the same side here.”

He narrowed his eyes at me before leaning back against the kitchen countertop.

“I hope so,” he said. “Because I need your help with something.”

“Is it about Ariana and Harry?” I asked.

“Yes,” he confirmed. “I want them dead.”

Ariana’s POV

As the sun started to set across the countryside, Harry and I snuggled closer on the blanket. I felt his curls tickle the back of my neck as he spooned me tightly against the night breeze.

It had been an absolutely perfect evening.

“It’s so beautiful out here,” I breathed.

“It really is,” he agreed while kissing the top of my head.

I felt my eyes drooping as sleep started to overtake me.

“Can we do this every day?” I yawned.

He kissed my cheek. “Of course we can.”

“I love you,” I muttered.

“I love you too,” he said.

I fell asleep there; being held close by the love of my life and feeling like the luckiest person in the world.

The last peaceful moment before all hell broke loose.

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