Never Ending | LARRY

Twenty-Four

GO BACK AND READ THE LAST CHAPTER IF YOU CANT REMEMBER WHERE THIS BOOK LEFT OFF 

Louis barely makes it to work that day. He feels his apartment is getting more and more unsafe as the days go by. This time another thirst-driven vampire was in the lobby staring at the stairs as he descended. Needless to say, he has never run faster back to his apartment. Luckily the vampire must have been deprived of food and therefore didn't have the strength to chase him.

Just another typical day for Louis. After all, where would he move to? Certainly not the upper town, or even the middle-class area in the city. No human lives there.

Yet again, before him, no human worked at Styles and Co... miracles can happen. Oh, who is he kidding?

Somehow he managed to make it to work five minutes early, maybe that is the real miracle in this scenario. Yet, he did have to pay $40 on an Uber ride just to avoid the blood-thirsty rogue. Not the best outcome.

Better than death... Definitely.

As Louis walks into the lobby of Styles and Co, a frown immediately graces his face. It's similar to the day he first entered the building. Groups of dominant and fertile vampires staring and gossiping. They think they are discrete, yet their pointing fingers prove otherwise.

However, their attention is not directed towards Louis, and instead the line of at the small coffee shop. Louis looks towards the store, a mere four people are in line; a little blonde girl, a girl dressed in black, a boy with a mohawk and finally a raven-haired man with jet black hair.

None of them look familiar. So Louis sighs and walks to the back of the line to collect Mr Styles' morning coffee, the same thing from Monday to Friday at breakfast, lunch and afternoon tea - a large long black with no sugar.

As he steps into line the man with jet-black hair ahead of him seems to straighten his posture, nose lifting into the air. Louis misses as he sniffs, taking in the human's sweet scent.

"And who might you be?"

Louis blinks, once, twice and finally a third time. Now realising that the man in front of him with the pretty raven hair had turned around and was addressing him.

He had to make sure, "me?" Louis asks slowly, little finger pointing at his own chest.

"Yes you, I would never forget the name of someone who smelt so... looked so... stunning."

Colour makes its way onto Louis' cheeks as he shyly giggles, kicking at the floor in his state of shyness.

"Oh um, tha-i-I'm Louis Tomlinson."

The raven-haired man smiles, looking forward to notice the line had moved, he stepped forward before immediately turning back to Louis.

Louis followed him forward, looking around the room at the groups of vampires, now directly staring at him. He wondered why? Had they not seem him before? Perhaps not, he didn't recognise any of them. Yet again, when he arrived news spread like wildfire.

"Louis. French?"

The boy nodded softly, "I-i think?"

"beau nom pour un beau garçon." (Beautiful name for a beautiful boy ) The man spoke in fluet French.

Louis' mouth almost watered at this handsome vampire speaking to him, it was... hot. And suddenly Louis worried that maybe his attraction to vampire doms was a thing for him.

First Harry and now this stunning man who was speaking French to him. If only he knew what he said.

"I-I don't speak French..."

The raven-haired man smiled, an award-winning smile, "I simply said that the weather is lovely."

Louis made an 'o' shape with his mouth before closing his lips together, a frown graced his face, realising that he did not know this strangers name.

"I didn't get your name?"

The raven-haired man frowns, staring off into the distance for a second before his charming smile returns.

"I'll see you tonight at 8pm if you, of course, will let me take you out?" The man avoids Louis' question momentarily staring into his eyes, and brown meets blue.

Louis tilts his head to the side in shock, "oh um... I... I guess? Okay... But..."

The raven-haired man cuts the tiny human off as he grasps his warm hand in his own cold hand, "it's Zayn sweetheart. I will pick up at 8pm."

"Don't you need my address?" Louis quizzes as the mysterious man he now knows as Zayn begins to step out of line - there still being one person in front of him.

"No, don't worry about that darling. See you tonight."

Louis stares at the door in absolute confusion before whispering to himself softly as if Zayn where still there, "you didn't even get your coffee..."

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"Louis, your late."

Louis drops his eyes to the floor softly in worry that he will be fired. "I'm so sorry Mr Styles, a rogue tried to bite me this morning, and then there was this long line to get your coff-"

Before Louis can continue the dom is speaking up loudly, "a rogue tried to attack you!?"

The small boy gulped, ashamed of his weakness, "yes" he hung his head in shame.

Harry raced over, his vampiric strength bringing him close to the tiny human in milliseconds. "I'll kill whoever it was."

Louis stares up at Harry in shock, their eyes meet before Louis is looking away.

"It happens all the time. Please don't worr-"

Harry's eyes widen further as his voice becomes louder, "all the time!?"

Louis gulps nodding slowly as his eyes remain on the floor, shamefully. Harry can smell his beautiful pure scent change, change into one of embarrassment.

Harry sighs, calming down, "i'm sorry I raised my voice.. maybe, maybe it's best." Harry pauses taking a deep breath knowing what he is about to suggest, "maybe it's best if you stay at my place tonight. Until I am sure, the rogue is gone."

Louis' mouth opens in shock, and he wants to jump at the opportunity, although scary it thrills him. Because something pulls him to the man, he stands in front of, and he wants nothing else but to be held close and safe by him.

But he can't.

"Oh um... that is very nice of you Si-Harry.... but um I can't I have someone coming to pick me up at 8pm tonight."

Harry's smile falls.

His eye twitches.

His jaw tightens.

"A date?"

Louis flushes redder, "oh no I do-don't think so, he's a dom vampire..."

Harry becomes red too, in anger.

"And he works here?"

Louis thinks briefly, "i'm not sure... I don't think Zayn does."

"Zayn is his name?" Harry's eyes widen when Louis nods.

Alarm bells ring in Harry's head.

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