From Bad to Bitten
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  • Membaca 2,093
  • Suara 41
  • Bagian 2
  • Durasi 16m
Sedang dalam proses, Awal publikasi Jul 18, 2013
""Harry... I missed you." He said as he softly smiled again. I took time to genuinely look at him. He looked different. I have no idea what it was but he looked... Weird."

Harry Styles knows something is up with his best friend and band mate, Louis Tomlinson. He's different. The way he acts, the way he looks. Nothing adds up, until one day Harry is caught up in a leap of faith and lust. He finds himself being told the most terrifying thing he's ever had to believe. His best friend, isn't normal. He's a cold blooded, stone skinned, fang toothed, monster and Harry knows it. What will the pair of friends do? Will Harry do the one task for Louis to keep him alive? Maybe Harry will realize his life would be easier without his friend? Most of all, will the two lads from One Direction keep everything under wraps from their fans? 


Larry Stylinson Fanfic!! Well... A Vampire Fanfic too ;).
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.