I AM SO EXCITED FOR THIS CHAPTER, AND IT MAY SEEM SHORT, BUT I THINK I LEFT IT OFF PERFECT AND I'M ALREADY WORKING ON THE NEXT CHAPTER. GAH!!! Also, dedicated to TheXOncomingXStorm since it's her bday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GURL!
Lucy xox
-Niall’s POV-
As soon as we got into the castle, everything went downhill. Not something you really noticed at first, it wasn’t very fast, but shit was about to go down and hit the fan at the same time.
We (Liam and me) were walking, holding hands, down the hall, when Lee rushed up to us. “Oh, thank god I found you. May’s a right mess! Won’t talk to me, and I was thinking maybe you could talk to her…?”
The worry was evident on Lee’s face, so he had to nod. Slowly, Liam turned to look at me, and I guessed I looked worried as well. “It might be a about the Zayn thing. You really should go.” I mumbled to him.
He nodded again, kissing my cheek lightly, causing a small blush to come over my cheeks. “Maybe you should find Harry and Louis and go talk to Zayn?”
I agreed, and went off, trying to find Louis and Harry, or a vampire that might know what room Zayn was in. I had no idea where Louis and Harry’s new room was, or if they were even in the castle (though I didn’t see them around town, and the town was pretty small, so I was guessing they were somewhere around here), but I did run into a nice enough looking vampire.
“Um, do you know where Zayn Malik’s room is?” I asked awkwardly, and he looked at me oddly. He had abnormal pale skin (a shade that was abnormally pale, even for vampires) and pitch black eyes, with hair to match.
“I do. Who is looking for him?” He said, looking at me.
“Me.” I said, probably like it was the most obvious thing in the world (I mean, who really asks that when someone’s looking for a person?) and then I realised he wanted my name. “Oh, Niall Horan.”
“I am Rapheal. Why is a Merman looking for a vampire’s room?” Rapheal asked.
I was about to ask how he knew I was a Merman, but then I realised, he could probably smell the salt in my blood. My blood, like anyone else’s here, was different than a human’s. Merfolk’s blood was almost like the sea, smelt and tasted slightly salty. “We’re, uh, in the same group for the whole school thing. We’re friends.”
Rapheal made a slightly scuff, but told me his room number. A quick thanks to him, and I was off jogging to the level below the dungeons.
Usually, in a castle, there’s no level lower than the dungeons, but this one had one. No one knew why it was built, but it was where all the vampires stayed, since they preferred the dark. The sun didn’t really do much to them, other than bother them and make them a little weaker.
I knocked the door lightly, knowing he’d hear me even if it was just the slightest of taps. The door was yanked open quickly, by a desperate looking Zayn, whose face fell and red tears clouded up in his eyes when he saw it was me.
“I-I thought maybe you were…” He trailed off, letting me come in. His room was pretty big, a giant four-poster bed on a platform when you first walked in, a desk on the other side of it and a bookshelf, a fake window off to one side, a sitting area, and behind that, a bit steel tank with a tap from it. A big BLOOD written across it. Hm, I wonder what’s in there. Note that sarcasm has ‘heavy’.
“May?” I filled in, and he nodded, a tear slipping down his cheek. Vampires could cry, contrary to popular belief, but they didn’t do it often and it was tears of blood, not water.
“I told her…” Zayn’s voice broke, as the two of us sat down on his bed. “I told her that last night wasn’t a mistake. She- She told me that it meant nothing to her, nothing but sex.”
My heart broke for him. I couldn’t believe May had been so heartless to have said that! “Maybe she didn’t mean it?” I tried, half-heartedly.
Zayn laughed bitterly, and wiped at another tear that fell. “Oh, yeah. That’s how to win a guy over. Break his heart and tell him it was all a mistake. He was a mistake.”
I couldn’t control my gasp. “She didn’t!”
He nodded, looking up at me. “She did.”
“Come ‘ere…” I said, opening up my arms to let him crawl into them. I was seriously going to have to talk to Liam about his friends. I didn’t understand how someone as sweet and innocent as Liam, could be friends with someone who did what May did to Zayn. It was heartless.
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We stayed in his bed, me just holding him as he occasionally shed a tear, for a little while. “Niall?” He asked.
“Yeah Zayn?” I mumbled back.
Zayn looked up at me, and smiled ever so slightly. “You’re a great friend. And you know what great friends do?”
“Hold their friends as they cry blood and ruin their favourite shirt, but its ok?” I joked, and his smile grew a bit.
“That, and gets their blood-crying friend blood.” I rolled my eyes slightly, and got up.
“In here I take it?” I asked as I got closer to the big tank.
“Yeah. There’s some cups on the table beside it.”
I grabbed a cup (which was more like a mug, because of how big it was) and filled it up with the warm, red liquid and tried not to really think about it. I wasn’t squeamish when it came to blood, but I didn’t like it. Definitely not the way vampires did.
I handed him the cup, and Zayn sat up, taking it into his hands. Underneath his eyes, the veins popped out slightly, and his fangs poked out onto his lips. Zayn took the mug (I’m refusing to call it a cup) to his mouth, and gulped down the blood. Someone was thirsty.
He looked at me, slightly sheepish when he realised he just drowned it. “Crying uses up the blood I drink.” Zayn explained.
I nodded, “Do you want me to get you another glass?”
He smiled slightly, “Yeah, if you wouldn’t mind.”
“Of course not.” I said, taking the mug from his hands and filling it back up. “Uh, Zayn, what did happen with May, if you don’t mind me asking.”
He sighed, and I could almost hear the tears coming back into Zayn’s eyes. “I-I… Give me a minute…”
I nodded, and went back over to him with the full glass, and handed it to him. He held onto it at first, calming himself as he breathed in the smell. “Last night,” Zayn started, a tear already slipping down his cheek, leaving a simple red trail.
“It’s ok. You don’t have to do this.” I said, as Zayn shook his head.
“No, I have to. You should know anyways. She’ll probably tell you.” He took a shakey breath in, and started. “Last night, a lot happened.
“It started out like we usually act, flirting slightly, shy looks, that sort of thing. Then, things were getting more heated, we were both drunk, and then we kissed. H-Her lips… God, they were so soft, cherry tasting slightly- I’m pretty sure she had just finished a cherry flavoured drink- and they just fit so well together.
“Things got heated pretty quickly, and, soon enough, we were in her room, taking off each other’s clothes as quickly as possible, desperate.” A small blush covered Zayn’s cheeks, probably remembering the night.
“Then what?” I asked softly, not wanting to make him feel the pain of what happened this morning, but still wanting to know.
“Then she woke me up the next morning. I tried to kiss her, but she turned her head. I asked her what was wrong, and she… She told me last night was a drunken mistake, that it never should have happened, and it never would again. That she has no feelings for me what so ever, and that nothing would ever happen between us.”
I felt my heart break all over for the man. I-I honestly couldn’t believe May would’ve done something like that! Why? It seemed obvious that she liked him too, but why would she have broken his heart so roughly? “That’s… That’s…”
“Life, Niall.” Zayn said eyes hardening. “She doesn’t like me, and she doesn’t deserve me if she’s going to treat me like that.”
I looked at him for a few moments. I could still see the pain hidden in his eyes, but I smiled slightly. If Zayn was going to show May just who at a lose, I was definitely going to help her see that. “I’ll help you shove it in her face in any way I can.”
Zayn grinned. “You’re amazing, and I have just the job for you.”
“Name it.”
“Cleodora.”
AN: Yeah, yeah. Short. Next chapter should be up soon. I cut it off here cuz I need to switch POVs. Now, wait. I shall post it either later tonight or tomorrow.