Thirst *Harry Styles*

ONE....

*A/N: Warning, sexual content, voilence, and course language*

I slowly rolled from the warmth of my bed and onto the hard wood floors, I groaned and shivered, stupid British weather, I slowly regained myself from the floors and onto my own two feet, I shuffled into my bathroom slowly.

I slowly peeled off my stained pajamas, I stared at the face in the mirror before me, it was blank of expression. My wavy brown hair framed my heart shaped face, my bright hazel eyes were tired, freckles slightly dotted my cheeks and nose.

I shook my head, breaking myself from the endless daze, I stepped into the hot shower, smiling in relief. After lathering my body, then wash it off I step out of the shower. The cool air hit me like a tonne of bricks, I grasped a fluffy towel to my body. I quickly wiped off the excess water before skipping over to my closet, I grabbed faded black high-waisted shorts dotted with small blue flowers, a blue tank top and to finish off, blue toms and a woolen cream hoodie. I tied my hair into a messy bun before running out of the house.

I checked the empty street before walking towards the woods, I would never ever dare go in there. I buried my hands into my pockets, warmth tingling through my fingers. I looked around suspicously, nobody in sight, I thought, weird. My eyes caught a glimpse of a dark shadow, a slight outline of a tall masucaline figure. My heart rate quicked as I checked for the figure again, it was slowly approaching me. Great Idea Zoe, walk around the woods in an empty street, what could go wrong, A sarcastic voice bellowed in my head. I looked over my shoulder again, It's still there, The voice in my head whispered, nah duh, I thought, should I do something, I accidentally thought out loud, "Actually I thought we could get a cup of tea or something" A husky British voice called in my ear. I slowly turned around, I'm going to die, I thought as I faced my killer. He might have been considered handsome or hot if he wasnt stalking me, He had bright emerald eyes, perfect lips that had been played into a smirk, which had shown off one dimple, His brown curls were restricted by a grey knit beanie, his tall broad figure towered over me, he was standing quite too close for comfort, he was pressed up against my chest.

"erh-" I started in shock, "shh, dont worry love I'm not like the others" he said while pushing a slender finger against my lips, like the others wh-what does that mean, I thought, "you know, you should really practice thinking inside your head, love" Curly said, smiling as he tapped my head. I knotted my eyebrows together and swatted his hand away, "don't touch me" I growled, "look, we can do this the easier way or the hard way, I'm not like most vampires looking for blood like yours, but I can be" He growled as he held a firm grasp on my shoulders, "wh-what do you want, what are you-u" I stuttered as his eyes blackened and his canine teeth pushed down on his bottom lip. He clasped one large, soft hand over my mouth, hot tears trailed down my cheeks as he leaned down, his hot lips brushed my ears, his husky voice rang throughout my head, "vampires, my dear" He said before I blacked out. The last thing i felt was a searing pain in my neck.

I awoke slowly, I winched as my neck started burning, I stood up from my bed, how did I get back here, I thought, does he know where I live?!?!?!, I shook the thought from my head as I entered the bathroom to examine my neck. U gasped and stumbled backwards, almost falling into the bathtub but regaining the posture at the last minute. I stepped towards the mirror to study the sore on my neck. There were two small holes that punctured my neck, surrounded by redish purple skin that was slightly swollen. Vampires.....the word rang fresh throughout my mind, no no, it cant be, I fought back at my thoughts, you know they are real, my mind growled. Small, hot beads of tears escaped my eyes, "I know, and they want me"............