Dangerous Love (Larry Stylinson Vampire Story)

Chapter 7: Proof

Hey! Listen I know I've been mean and not udate but I promise that I will make sooner updates... things have been messed up latetly, personal. Anywho please enjoy!! :)

-Becca

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Liams POV:

I was lead upstairs by Zayn; he had a strong grip on my wrist like he thought that I was going to run away. He was very strong, usually people have to push and pull with all of their might to get me to move from a spot but Zayn seemed like he was pulling a three year old. This guy seemed to have a very mysterious aura about him, I don't know what it was but it was so strong and so...hot. Wait what?! Did I just call him hot! No I just called him mysterious, not hot.

Keep telling yourself that.

Shut up brain!

Hey I just speak the truth

Yah well I'm not gay, Harry is the gay one of our group well bi... but still!! I'm not gay!!

I never said you were gay, but now that you bring it up it does make sense

Just go away!

Fine. Have fun with Zayn ;)

"And this is my bedroom, where all the magic happens!" His loud voice echoed though the very large bedroom.

The room had light greyish bluish walls; he had a huge bed on the right side of the room. I think it was a king bed, maybe bigger? You could see the door to his on suite on the other side of the room and his closet doors right across from it, there was a small sitting area in the corner with a loveseat, a bean bag chair and a T.V.

For some reason I expected his room to be more dark and scary, but it was actually really nice and bright. I walked into his room a little checking it out some more when I heard the door close and a lock being turned. Slowly I turned around, a weird mixture of fear, curiosity, and hopefulness. Hopefulness! WTF brain!

Zayn walked towards me like a lion would stock its pray, and I had a feeling that I was the gazelle. (As girly as that may sound). Every time he took a step forward I took a step back, I kept doing that until I ran into the wall. He put both arms beside my head so that I was unable to escape, his breath smelt like smoke and blood. Blood!!

"As soon as I saw you I knew that you would be special, your blood smelt so delicious." He whispered huskily in my ear.

"M-my blood s-smelt?" I stuttered.

He nodded in response. "It smells like nothing I've ever smelt before, like a mixture of all of the finest deserts put together... but better" He ran his hand up and down my arm, causing me to shiver.

But just because he was cold! Well not just because of that, but in my defense I was always very sensitive to touch!

"H-how can you smell my blood?" I mumbled nervously looking down at the floor.