Secrets Within The Shadows~A L.T. Vampire Love Story (On Hold)

Chapter 1~Why...

~Louis's POV~

"No Niall, you can't have Nandos!"

The young blonde sulked behind me, as I tried not to lose it and strangle him.

"Aw come on Lou! Why not? There's not a rule that vampires can't eat delicious food!" I stopped, and the newborn Liam had turned a few days ago bumped into me.

"Niall we don't eat"
"What do you mean we don't eat?
"We feed!"
"I don't see much of a difference!"
"Animals! We feed on animals!"
"What animals!?"
"Cows, sheep, deer-"
"YOU EAT BAMBI?!?!?!"

I face palmed and plugged my fingers in my ears, as Niall began to ramble on about how he refused to kill innocent animals for their blood. He continued to lecture from behind me, as we walked into the living room where Liam was watching football. His light brown hair whipped around when he saw the look of annoyance on my face.

"Liam, help me out here." He laughed and turned back towards the TV, "Sorry mate, but I'm too weak after turning him to help." My jaw dropped, "You turned him days ago! You should be fine now! And don't even tell me your weak because I know you just went hunting and-" Liam cut me off, "He'll be fine Lou."

He'll be fine? He'll be fine! He is not going to be fine! Niall barely made it through the turn. The bite wouldn't take for the longest time. We thought we couldn't save him after Jasper had snapped his neck in our last battle. Man did we make him regret that. Liam was determined to bring Niall back, so he bit him. It took a few days for the bite to fully take over, but it did. So now we have a newborn...in our house.

"Liam, he needs to hunt..." My head pounded as the world around me began spinning. My eyes turned a bight red, and all the color drained from my face. My body started to lean over and fall, but I caught my self on the arm of the couch. Liam used his vampire speed to help me to my feet again. He looked at me worriedly before coming to a realization. "No Louis, you need to hunt."

I sighed, he was right. I hadn't fed in days.

I just don't like the feeling, it's indescribable. Piercing your fangs into the flesh of your victim. Biting down until you feel their warm blood rushing down your throat. It makes you wake up and face reality, makes you realize just how much of a monster you truly are.

I've been this way since I was turned. The day I met Harry and Liam...And Jasper.
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I could hear the music still blaring from the house across the street. I was never one for parties. The minute I walked through the door I knew I wouldn't be staying long. I wasn't very popular, so I didn't know anyone either. People started breaking things, and someone snuck in some alcohol. I'm not that kind of guy, so I left.

My brown Toms (fetus❤️) slapped against the cobble sidewalk as the music got farther away with each step. I turned into a dark alley, being it was a shortcut through the bad side of town.

The faintest sound of footsteps behind my back brought me to reality. I spun around to be faced with three boys that looked older than me, considering I was 19. The tall one with light brown hair stepped foward, leaving the other two behind him.

"Well well well, look what we have here boys." He said with an evil smirk. He wore a black t-shirt over a black leather jacket, and black skinny jeans with black sneakers. The others dressed like him too.

"Jasper, not this one." This came from one of his friends. He had long brown curly hair, that stopped just at his shoulders. He wore two necklaces, and I could just make out a butterfly tattoo on his chest. The one in front of me, Jasper, slowly turned around to face the curly haired one.