Trust Me - A Zayn Malik vampire story
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Zayn has been 18 for quite a while now. He enjoys torturing the living daylights out of strangers, especially girls. What happens when he meets a girl that will turn his world upside down?
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I put my hands in my pockets and I strode along, heading for an alleyway. There would usually be drunk people lingering around there, making an easy midnight snack for me. I could smell the tempting scent of blood from here. My throat began pulsing, I couldn't take it anymore. I leaped up and landed on the roof of an old abandoned shop. I just hope no one saw that. Or I'll have a hell lot of explaining to do.
Over houses I leapt until I reached my destination. I knelt down on the roof and looked down into the alley. There, against the brick wall, I saw a man, and a woman, making out. I hopped down, making a pile of leaves fly in all directions. The man snapped his head back and looked at me with terrified eyes. "W-who are you? W-what do you want? I'm not s-scared of you." he trailed off, trying to sound as mean as possible but obviously failing to do so.
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