The Princes of the Night

The Truth Really Does Hurt

“Lizzy, what are you doing here?”

“I-I....” She couldn’t speak.... or think, for that matter. She just stared at the green eyed boy, overwhelmed with love and happiness that she hadn’t felt in what felt like years just from having a conversation with him that wasn’t in her dreams.

He looked at her expectantly, most likely waiting for her answer which they both knew she wouldn’t be able to give. She wasn’t exactly sure why she was there either. She knew things weren’t gonna change between them. They weren’t gonna get back together, but she really didn’t care. Just being in this close proximity was enough for her. They stared at each other in silence before Harry finally said sternly, “You need to leave.”

“You and I both know you don’t want me to,” she said with a new found confidence. She mentally patted herself on the back. 

He gave her a shocked expression before hardening his face once again. He shook his head, “I doesn’t matter what I want, it’s what has to happen.”

“Harry-”

“No, Lizzy, listen-”

“No, you listen to me, Harry Styles!” She yelled louder than anticipated, shocking the both of them. She quickly lowered her voice once again and began to close the space between them. “You listen to me, I’m not going anywhere. You can’t stand there and tell me you haven’t missed this. Missed us. Missed me. I’m more than likely sure you’ve been just as miserable as i have, Harry. Don’t fight it anymore,” she said the last part in barely a whisper as she felt her eyes water.

His hard mask fell and was replaced with a look of anguish. He shook his head again as his own eyes betrayed him and were watering as well. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her forehead on his. “Please, Harry,” she whispered. “Whatever it is that you’re keeping from me, we’ll get through it. I’m not letting you go again, I won’t.” Harry lifted his hands to push her tiny figure away from him but instead wrapped them around her waist and held her close as they both began to sob in each other’s arms. 

“I just don’t wanna hurt you,” he cried. 

“You already have. I just need you to make it better now,” she replied softly. Harry pulled away and gave her look of anger mixed with shock.

“You think what I did before hurt you?! Wait till you hear what else I did!” He chuckled darkly. She flinched and gave him a confused stare.

“Harry, what-”

“I did something so horrible that i can’t even look at you without wanting to just kill myself!” He shouted. “You wouldn’t even be speaking to me if you knew the truth. You’d hate me for the rest of your life, and honestly I wouldn’t even blame you.” He sat down on the bed and dug his head in his hands.

Lizzy shook her head , “There is not a single thing in this world that you could do that would make me hate you. I might strongly dislike you for awhile.” The pair chuckled. “But I’d never hate you.” Harry lifted his head so that he could look into her eyes. The beautiful brown pools that he’d missed more than he’d ever admit to anyone besides her. “Harry, we can get through this,” she promised. 

Harry nodded finally before closing his eyes, “Fine.....Remember how Louis and I can read other people’s minds?”

“Uh...yes.”

“Well....the other guys can do it too.” He gave her a wary expression before she nodded in encouragement for him to continue. “And there’s actually a not so logical reason for that.”

“And that reason is?”

Harry groaned and fell back onto the bed, just as Lizzy had done not too long ago. “How do I say this without sounding completely insane?” He mumbled to himself.

“Just say it. If you have the balls to tell me something that’s as bad as you say it is, then I’ll believe you,” Lizzy said sweetly. Harry opened his eyes and was greeted by her dazzling smile that made him want to attack her in kisses, but he had to tell her the truth first. And if she was still willing to stick by his side after all that crap, then she could have the kiss attack.

Harry took in an unnecessary breath, “MeAndTheLadsAreVampires!”

Lizzy’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “Um...sorry?”

“meandtheladsarebloodsuckingcreaturesofthenightandwekillpeopleand-”

“HARRY! Slow down and annunciate please!” She giggled and Harry sighed. She hadn’t gotten anything that he said. She was making this way harder than he wanted.

“Myself, and the other boys, Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Louis.....we’re.....v-vampires.” He bit his lip and looked up at her. She had a blank expression and she blinked repeatedly, as if trying to get her brain to process what he had just said. 

“Erm....” She opened her mouth to speak but instead ended up laughing uncontrollably. 

“Lizzy? Um...Liz?” Harry found himself starting to grin. Her laughter was quite contagious. “OK, yeah, I know that sounded ridiculous and you probably don’t believe me but it’s true.”

“You’re kidding, right?” She said in between laughs.

“About being a vampire or...?”

“About me not believing you! Of course I believe you!” she smiled at him. “I’m just laughing because I’m so stupid not to have realized it earlier! Why you’re always freaking cold, why you eat your steaks super rare, why you freak out everytime you kiss my neck, of course you’re a vampire!”

“Wait...Are you being serious right now?” He asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, babe, I am. I’ve always believed in supernatural stuff. For a while I was sure that Mark was a werewolf,” she chuckled and Harry smirked. “I mean have you seen him? Dude is ridiculously buff and his back hair could make a carpet, I was just putting two and two together.”

“Stop trying to make a joke out of this. I can’t tell if you’re being serious or not!” He laughed.

“I am being serious, Harry. I do believe that you’re a vampire and no, it doesn’t bother me.” She placed a hand on his cheek. “Seriously, if that’s all your ‘baggage’, I’m pretty lucky. I got myself my own Edward,” she winked.

“Oh please don’t compare me to that sad excuse for a vampire!” Suddenly Harry’s face fell and Lizzy frowned.

“Is there...more?” She asked, her voice barely a whisper. He nodded. “I mean, if i can take finding out that you’re a creature of the night, this is probably nothing, right?” She smiled but she stiffined when she saw Harry’s pained expression. “Right, Harry? This isn’t nearly as bad?”

“Lizzy.....Do you remember ever going to London?” He asked without looking at her. He saw her slump her shoulders in sadness.

“Y-yeah. That’s where....where my mom was killed....She was found-” Lizzy gasped and Harry felt his eyes water as Lizzy made the realization. “Who did it, Harry? Which one of them was it?” She growled. “It was Louis, right? That’s why he didn’t want us to be together! That asshole!” She was crying now as she jumped from the bed and began stomping her way out of the room.

Harry pulled her into his arms and they both sobbed again. “You’re forcing yourself to not see the truth,” he whispered into her hair.

“No! Don’t cover for them, Harry!” 

“You don’t have to stay with me, but at least know the truth.....”

“NO, HARRY! YOU DID NOT KILL MY MOM!”

Tears fell down his face without stopping,"...yes, I did.”