I tangled my fingers in his chocolate curls, they were so soft! How could someone's hair be this soft? It has to be humanly impo- no wonder why they're so soft! "Stop havng sex with my hair now," Harry grumbled and removed my hands from his hair. He brushed his fingers through his and flipped it out of his face. "I'm sorry, it's just so, so soft! How do you get it so soft!? I want to know! I NEED to know!" I grabbed onto his shirt and began to shake him. "No you don't," He shook his head and swatted my hands away. "How are you so hyper right now?" "Vampire blood," I stated simply. "C'mon Harry, you should know this! Vampire blood makes humans hyper, which is why I never drink it when offered! Oh my god!" "No," He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "I'm going too figure out how to calm you down, can't you go to sleep or something?" "Silly two thousand year old vampire! Drinking you blood is like drinking thirty cups of coffee! I could be up for days!" Harry sat me down in a chair and held my legs down when I began to shake them. I fidgeted in my seat and eventually Harry was sitting on me, trying to get me to stop moving. I had to move, if I didn't it felt like I was going to explode! "How old are you? You're quite young." "I'm twenty-one!" I cheered and tried to get him off me. "Get off me! YOU'RE CRUSHING MY INTERNAL ORGANS! GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF! HELP! SOMEONE HELP! HELP! HE'S RAPING ME! RAPE! RAPE, RAPE, RAPE, RAPE! RA-" I was interrupted by Harry's soft, warm lips on mine. This was strange, I've never kissed a vampire before, but I'd expect that their lips would be cold, just like the rest of their body. Harry pulled away and my eyes were fixed on the ceiling. I had nothing to say, I couldn't find words. This wasn't awkward or anything, it just caught me by total surprise. "Your lips taste like Starbursts." (Book descriptions are over rated xD)

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

Louis Tomlinson is a thief, and a damn good one at that. Most have heard of him. Most don't understand him. And Harry Styles is the FBI agent who can never seem to catch him. (Cover made by @UniquelyOrdinary)

Larry Stylinson version of Dark. Original is by http://han-rawr.tumblr.com/