The Strange One ↠ Z.M

chapter 15

I pulled away from Zayn, "What?" my voice cracked.

"I-I'm in love with you." Zayn repeated.

"You don't even know me." I kept my hand on Zayn's face.

Zayn sighed, "I know Violet, but I do know you. I know you hate when I ignore you. I know you like the sound of my voice. I also know your face gets a little red when I flirt with you," he paused, "I know that you, have feelings for me too."

"I never said I loved you!" I shouted at Zayn, "I barley know you! You never let me see you or talk to you, I may have feelings for you but it's just a crush."

Zayn looked heartbroken. I felt bad, but I was only being honest.

Zayn looked away from me, "I'm sorry."

I rolled my eyes, "You don't have to say sorry, it's just, this isn't the best time to say something like that. My parents are still missing. For gods sake I'm a vampire! You didn't even try to kill Arron when you had the chance. I can't process all these things at once."

I ran a hand through my hair, letting out a long breath. I was stressed, I was starving, thirsty. I just wanted to go home and relax. Sadly, that doesn't seem like it's going to happen any time soon.

"Let's just go home," Zayn finally spoke up, "I'll make you some food and we can talk about your..." Zayn looked me up and down before turned back towards the road, "Situation."

I didn't respond. I didn't feel the need to. I let Zayn do whatever he wanted to, he was better with this obviously. Also, I wanted to go home anyways.

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Zayn and I arrived back at my house, walking in to find Harry sitting on the couch.

He smiled as we walked in, "Violet! You're okay!"

He wrapped his arms around me and I did the same. But as soon as I touched him the burning sensation came back. I pushed him away from me and he looked at me, confused and shocked.

I watched Harry look from me to Zayn, "I put vervein on my clothes. Is she...?" All Zayn did was nod. Harry looked at me with sorrow in his eyes, "I'm so sorry."

I shrugged, "It's okay, we'll find a cure and everything will go back to normal." I said with ease.

I then noticed the boys exchanged glances. Zayn softly caressed my arm with his hand. I looked up at him.

"There is no cure, Violet. You're either going to die or become a vampire." he didn't make eye contact with me.

It felt someone had punched me in the stomach, I didn't want that. I didn't want either things. No. This can't happen.

"I'm not becoming a vampire," I shook my head, "There is no way." I protested.

Zayn scoffed, "What's wrong now? You were all gung-ho about the idea before."

"Zayn-" Harry stepped in.

"Fine. I guess you don't need anyone on your case right now," Zayn took my hand, "Lets go make you some food."

I followed Zayn into my kitchen and right away Zayn started to cook. I wasn't sure what he was making but I sat on the counter behind him, curious.

"Can you tell me things about yourself?" I asked.

Zayn looked over his shoulder, "What is this, a first date or something?"

"No, we already had one. I just want to know more about you"

Zayn turned around, "Okay, are you ready?" I just simply nodded, "My favorite color is blue, I was born January 12, 1893, yes I am actually 121 years old. I like to sing, a lot. My favorite movie is Scarface, I saw it in theaters too. I love drawing, though I don't think I'm very good. In the 90's I was probably one of the only "teenagers" who didn't get into Satanism," Zayn chuckled, "I love garlic though most stories say vampires don't like it. I think Jennifer Lawrence is beautiful. And get this, blood doesn't even taste that good."

I smiled and laughed slightly.

"What about you?" he questioned me.

"Well," I took a breath, "My favorite color is purple. I was born August 17, 1997. My favorite movie is Finding Nemo, I saw that in theaters when it came out. My favorite singer of all time is Michael Jackson. I love photography though I don't take very many pictures myself. I used to dance when I was little. I love macaroni and cheese. And, I have an obsession with Justin Timberlake."

Zayn smiled and moved closer to me, "You just keep pulling me in further and further," It seemed as though my breathing stopped. Zayn kept coming closer and he kissed my cheek softly. "I'll wait for you, even if that means waiting a century for you."

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