The Vampire.

Vampires are fake, right? Wrong. A vampire constantly follows me; but once I see the light, the darkness gets a bit more swallowed. But the dark always exists there; and with dark, comes trouble. I'm still scared to death, of course. I'm not going to fall in love with a vampire..or I'll try not to. I love him. I know I do. I think I do. I guess I do. He still scares me. And with love, comes struggle. Leading up to love? That's even worse. Vampire or not, I love him. "I'm trouble." "I know."


3. Chapter Two.

I back away from the door.
“Oh, I won’t hurt you..” He says in a low voice, a chuckle escaping his lips. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Everyone would think I was crazy, if they knew a vampire was in my apartment currently. This certainly wasn’t from not enough sleep.
“Oh yes you will.” I reply back, my back all the way against the wall. He just smirks, the light finally hitting his face. He really was beautiful, but I wasn’t in the mood to become a vampire.
“Why won’t you just leave me alone?” I ask him.
“Because, you’re much too beautiful for that.” He says. With a jolt, Heather springs up from the sofa. She runs over to where I am, and steps in front of me.
“One more move Harry, and I swear, I will hurt you.” She says to him. So that’s his name!
“Sure you will.” He says. Then, his eyes flash a color I’ve never seen before. Red. Heather silently curses under her breath, and turns to me.
“Go to the bedroom.” She whispers. I nod, and run to my bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I lock it.
Heather’s Point Of View.
“Harry, just leave. She’s so scared, she has six locks on our door!” I scream at Harry.
“Fine, I’ll leave. But I will be back, and next time you won’t beat me.” He warns, before opening and shutting our front door. I sigh, and walk to the door, locking all six locks again. I know Caelyn’s going to be even more paranoid after that. I walk to her bedroom, and try to open the door, but it’s locked. Of course.
“Caelyn, It’s me.” I say.
“How am I supposed to know you’re Heather?! Vampires can shape shift!” She yells.
“It’s me, just open the door. I’m not going to come in there and scare you.” I say. I hear a sigh, and the knob jingles. She opens the door wide, and I walk into the room, sitting down on the bed.
“What do you want?” She asks, coming and sitting next to me.
“You know, Harry’s not that bad.” I say. She dryly laughs.
“Yes, Heather. My stalker ‘isn’t that bad’. And I’m wonder woman.” She says sarcastically.
“He’s not going to hurt you, you know.” I say.
“Biting my neck and turning me into a vampire wouldn’t hurt?” She asks.
“Well..Uh..” I start.
“Exactly.” She says.
“Just, give him a chance or something.” I say, making hand motions.
“Hmm..I think not.” She says.
“Come onnnn.” I press on. She sighs.
“Maybe. I don’t know. HE’S A VAMPIRE!” She shouts.
“So am I.” I cut in.
“Yes, but you won’t suck my blood for absolutely no reason.” She counters.
“He’s in love with you.” I say.
“How do you even know that?” She fires back instantly.
“Because, his eyes change colors. You’re the one he’s destined to be with, and believe it or not you’re destined to be with him.” I say.
“Sure I am.” She says sarcastically.
“Eventually he won’t be able to contain himself, he will find you. He will probably make out with you, just a fair warning.” I say, leaving.
“SURE!” She screams after me. I lay down in my bed, and pull the covers up to my chin, falling asleep seconds later.

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