I scream.
"Holy shit!" I scream.
My girlfriend stands behind me with a doll that was lying on my bed for two minutes. I mentally slap myself. Vampires don't have reflections.
"Well, we should start renovating now," she said.
I notice that during the renovations she seemed to avoid me.
I wonder why?
That night I fell asleep almost instantly.
I had a dream that I made out with a vampire. What a strange dream...
I woke up, and to this day I will never forget what I saw. The doll thingy was just a suit and it was lying on the floor in a crumpled heap. Instead, in front of me, I saw a vampire. She wasn't scary, like with blood coming out of the corners of her mouth. She was hot.
Sexy.
She lay down on the bed facing me, her face expressionless.
"H-hello?" I ask. I mentally facepalmed.
Her mouth curled into a sneaky smile.
"Thomas," she said, her wavy jet black hair flowing all the way past the bottom of the bed and disappearing underneath. Her face came uncomfortably closer to mine.
"Are you going to bite me?" I. Am. An. Idiot.
Her lips touched mine.
"Something else." She mumbled.
"Oh no," I mumbled back
{A/N THEY ARE NOT "DOING IT"}
or will they?
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Love in first night
ParanormalIt's my first night at the new house. There are old stories about a vampire secretly living here, but that isn't true. It's just old, and needs a bit of renovation. List down on the old rickety bed. I turn over and what I saw then, I will never for...
