Possesed (Louis Tomlinson)

The Strangest Morning Ever

ELEANOR'S POV

"Louis, wake up!" I shake him softly. He moans and rolls over. I let out a small laugh and continue poking him. Louis suddenly sits up and hisses at me.

"Out." He states. His voice is loads lower than usual, and it scares me. I run out of the room and shut the door. "Out!" Louis repeats and I run down the stairs. The boys are sitting by the TV watching Twighlight.

"Eleanor, you look like you've seen a ghost!" Liam says "Are you okay?" I consider my answer for a moment, then furiously shake my head.

"What happened?" Harry asks.

"Louis." I say "I go to wake the kid up, he hissed at me! Hissed!" I take a seat next to Niall on the couch "And his voice... it was diffrent. Like deeper."

"Maybe he just has a cold." Niall says shrugging. I shake my head.

"No." I say "I sware, his eyes were yellow! And I don't know, but I'm pretty sure I saw fangs!" They laugh.

"Definetly too much Twighlight, El." Zayn says.

"NO!" I protest "I'm serious!" They continue to laugh.

"Louis isn't a vampire, Eleanor." Liam reassures me. I get up.

"DAMN IT, LIAM!" I say "I'm telling you, I saw what I saw!" I storm out of the room and upstairs. Louis is walking down the hall.

"Hey, Ellie!" He wraps me in a hug like nothing happened "Hey, sorry I got mad at you earlier. I'm really not feeling like myself today."

"It's okay, babe." I say, looking up into his lake blue eyes. Funny, I thought they were yellow earlier. "No harm done."

"You sure?" I nod and give a convincing smile. He smiles back and sniffs me. "You smell... really nice today." Louis gives me a devilish grin. There they are again! I knew I wasn't imagining it. His eyes are yellow again, and I'm 100% positive that's a fang poking out from his mouth. "Save your deliciousness for later, Calder. I'd like to have a drink." He flashes his fangs at me.

"Um, what do you mean have a drink?" I ask. Louis laughs.

"Your blood, silly." He says tapping my neck

"I'm not so keen on you doing that, Louis." I say unsteadily. Louis takes a step forwards towards me.

"Oh, Eleanor. You were always too squeamish for your own good." He caresses my cheek "It won't hurt, I promise." Louis laughs coldly and walks down the stairs.

"Louis!" I call. He turns back to look at me. "Just...just don't bite the lads. Please." Louis nods.

"If that's all, Eleanor, I'll be going." I nod and he contiues on his way. Louis is a vampire. What is wrong with this world?!?!