5sos mini-series

The vampire - Michael (part 3)

Y/N's P.O.V

It had been a week since I'd seen Michael. He had never turned up when I had asked him to come over the previous week and I started to feel like I was about to be broken up with. I sighed as the doorbell rang. I shot up and opened it to reveal Michael standing there.

"Hey, babe." I smiled as I leant up and pecked his lips.

"Hey." He mumbled as he walked in.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" he returned.

"Well, I love you, but you look like shit." I sighed as we sat down.

"I'm aware, I think that I'm just coming down with something." He shrugged as he put an arm over my shoulder.

An hour had passed and Michael and I were still watching TV. I sighed, becoming increasingly bored with the movie. My lips curled into a smirk as I got an idea. I leant up and pressed my lips against Michael's jawline.

"Babe, this isn't the best time." He sighed as he moved his head away slightly.

"Come on, baby, I haven't seen you in a week, I need you." I hummed against his jaw. He looked down at me.

"Fine." He smirked before picking me up and laying me down on the sofa. My breath hitched and I returned the smirk as he attached his lips to my neck. I felt his fingertips dig deeper into the skin of my hips as I felt him grow increasingly more excited.

Michael's P.O.V

Michael sucked on Y/N's skin, surely leaving a love bite as he dug his fingers deeper into her skin. Suddenly, he could hear nothing but the blood pumping through Y/N's veins. His eyes widened as he felt his fangs start to pull out. Shit, I'm losing control, he thought as he felt his eyes darken. The deafening sound of Y/N's blood was getting too much. He tried to restrain himself as his fangs got closer and closer to Y/N's neck. He grazed her skin with the tip of his teeth. Don't fucking do this, Michael, he thought as his fangs started to puncture her skin.

Y/N's P.O.V

Suddenly, Michael shot and away from me. I sat up as my eyes widened.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he leant against the wall with his head down, his hand planted firmly on the wall.

"Just stay away from me." He mumbled.

"Michael, why? What's wrong?" I asked again. He took a deep breath before heading to the door. He opened it and looked at me.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I need to go. It's not safe for you to be around me right now." He gulped.

"Why? Michael, what's going on?" I insisted.

"I'm sorry." He choked before shutting the door.