I Just Want to be Loved *Completed*

When Brittany's mum get's remarried, she got a surprises when she finds out who her new step brothers are. When she starts living with one of them and his friends, and starts 'dating' one of them, she starts to question herself. Was her life to complicated? What's going to happen when her past catches up with her? Will Louis ever tell her his secret? Are one of the boys going to fall for her? What will Liam do when she becomes known as 'Mummy Direction'? And most importantly, will the boys be understanding about her past and help her in the future?


71. A Fight

It was around noon the next day when I smelt it again.

I was lying on the couch downstairs with my head in Liam’s lap and I sat up quickly and I ran up the stairs. I felt my fangs come out because, well, there was blood.

I stopped outside of the bathroom door and knocked.

“Yes?” Louis replied.

“When you get out of the shower, can we talk for a sec?” I asked calmly through the door.

“Of course.”

“Thanks,” I replied and I walked out of the room and into I knocked on Harry’s door.

“Come in,” Niall said and I walked through the door to find Harry and Niall cuddling in Harry’s bed.

“Yes?” Harry asked.

“Can I talk to you? Just you?”

“Niall, Sweetheart, will you wait downstairs? I’ll be down there in a second.”

“Of course,” he replied and gave Harry a kiss and pranced out of the room.

“What’s up?”

“Louis’s in the shower right now, and he’s bleeding. I’m talking to him when he comes out and I need all of you down stairs.”

“Of course. Are you going to tell the rest of the boys?”

“No,” I said and shook my head. “I honestly shouldn’t’ve told you. It’s not my place.”

“Okay, well, come here. I see your fangs. You’re hungry.”

I nodded and I walked over to the bed and I sat down on it. I moved behind him and I pulled his shirt to the side and I sunk my fangs into him shoulder.

He flinched and then relaxed. “You know,” he said, “I’m really glad that this doesn’t leave any marks, otherwise that would be very hard to explain.”

I chuckled and pulled away. “Yeah,” I said and wiped my mouth, “that would be.”

“Well, I’m going to go and have Zayn go downstairs and then you have to give all of the some sort of explanation as to what all might happen when you talk to Louis and what they will have to do.”

“Okay,” I replied and we both walked out of the room. I walked down stairs and Harry walked to Zayn rooms.

Once everyone was down stairs, we all just laid on the couch watching the telly for a little while until I heard Louis yell, “Britt? You wanted to talk?”

“Yeah, I’ll be up in a second!” I replied and I got off the couch and paused the show. “Guys, I’m about to go upstairs and talk to Louis about something that he isn’t going to want to talk about. I’m not sure what his reaction is going to be and I’m not sure what’s going to happen. He’s probably going to get angry and leave the room and try and walk out of the house, but it’s your guys’ job to bring him back to our room. We’re probably going to get into a huge fight, and there will probably be yelling, but your guys’ one and only job is to make sure Louis stays in our room, okay?” I asked and they all nodded.

“What are you going to talk about?” Zayn asked.

“That’s for me to know, and for you to probably find out if you listen hard enough to Louis and I’s argument.”

“Remember what the doctor said,” Harry piped in, “No activities that could hurt you.”

“Yeah, well, if we somehow end up having sex after this argument that would be a miracle.”

“Okay, well, go have fun,” he replied and I walked upstairs and into Lou and I’s room and quickly thought over the plan. Well, it wasn’t even a plan. It was one simple step. I just need to get Louis’ naked.

“What did you want to talk about?” Louis asked as I closed the door.

He was lying on the bed and I went and laid by him.

“Oh nothing,” I replied and I crawled on top of him and kissed him. “I’ve just missed you, that’s all.”

“I’ve miss you too,” he replied and kissed me back.

Blah blah blah, all the little kissy details that I didn’t feel like typing out, blah blah blah, Louis’ shirt came, blah blah blah, mine did too, blah blah blah.

‘There’s no marks on his chest, good,’ I said to myself. ‘And you’re almost there. I don’t know why you’re freaking out. He’s your boyfriend, it shouldn’t be hard to get him naked.’

Blah blah blah, Louis pants came off, blah blah blah, he was left in just his boxers, blah blah blah.

As I moved my hand to the waist band of his boxers, Louis pulled away.

“What’s wrong?” I asked and I sat cross legged on the bed in front of Louis who sat the same way.

“I’m just not in the mood.”

I was so tempted to say, ‘Your pants say differently,’ but I help myself back.

“Okay, well, then let’s just talk,” I said.

“About what?”

“Ummm.” I quickly leaned forward and slid my hand into his right slid of his boxers and across his hip, where I felt raised lines. “I knew it,” I said and I felt tears come to my eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Louis didn’t answer. He just jumped off the bed and ran out of the room.

“Guys!” I yelled and I put my shirt back on. I heard the sound of Louis struggling and yelling cuss words at them, but after a minute, they all brought him into my room, each holding a limb, and laid him on the bed and walked out.

Louis stood up again and started walking to the door but I ran over and grabbed his hand.

“Please, stay.”

He turned around. “Why? I’m not talking about this.”

“Please,” I begged and the tears started falling down my cheeks. “Please,” I repeated.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he repeated, sounding angry and scared.

“You need to.”

“When I found out about yours you didn’t tell me anything,” he argued.

“We’d only known each other for  a few days!” I yelled back. “We’ve known each other for over a year now! Just tell me something. Please.”

“Like what?”

“Why you started, how long you’ve been doing it, how many there are, just anything.”

“About a month ago,” he replied.

“Why?” I asked and he just shook his head. “Please answer me,” I begged.

“Why would I answer the girl who’s sleeping with my best friend?” he asked and I was taken aback by his accusation.

“What?” I asked in confusion. “Harry and I aren’t-.”

“Oh don’t lie!” he yelled. “You must think I’m stupid if you think I don’t see the way you two act around each other! The way that you two sneak around all the time, just trying to get a minute alone.”


“Shut up! And then there’s the fact that you two were Fuck Buddies when you were pregnant with my child! Mine!”

“Louis, just let me explain.”

“And then I walked in on you two sucking face and Harry makes up the excuse that he’s gay and in love with Niall to try and hide everything.”

I felt my heart break. I was so deeply in love with the boy standing in front of me, but it seemed like he hated me. It’s all because I didn’t tell him, but I felt like I couldn’t. I felt like he wouldn’t understand.

“Just let me explain.”

“I don’t want to hear your lies!” he yelled. “I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, but you couldn’t even act like you wanted to spend some of your life with me!”

“Louis, just listen to me!” I screamed and I cut him off from whatever he was about to say. “I love you. I love you more than anything in life, but you have to understand. Yes, Harry and I were Fuck Buddies, but we haven’t been for a long time. The only person that I’ve been with since we’ve started dating is you.”

“Then why have you and Harry been so secretive?”

“There’s things that you wouldn’t understand. I only told Harry because I didn’t want to hurt you. And I’m not talking about hurting you emotionally, I’m talking about physically. I didn’t want to physically hurt you every day. You mean to much to me for me to do that to you,” I said, trying to steady my voice.

“What do you mean?”

“I want to spend eternity with you.”

“And I want to with you.”

“Do you mean that?”

“Of course I do. Why wouldn’t I?”

“No, I mean, do you really, honestly, mean that?”

“Yes,” Louis said slowly, looking me in the eyes and cupping my face in his hands. “I really, honestly mean that.”

“I have a way I can make that happen,” I told him and he gave me a confused look.


I leaned forward and kissed him softly. “Sit on the bed and close your eyes.” He did as I said and I brought my right wrist up to my mouth and I bite into it. I flinched as my teeth broke skin, but I walked over to him and stopped with my wrist a few inches away from his mouth. “Open your mouth.” His eye brows scrunched together, but he did what I said and I shoved my wrist into his mouth.

His eyes shot open and he gave me a look of horror, but I pinned him down on the bed and kept my wrist where it was.

After a minute or two, I moved my wrist and Louis looked at me in fear and was breathing heavily.

“What did you just do?”

“You said you wanted to be with me for eternity, right?”

“Of course, but what the fuck wa-.”

“I love you,” I said to him and then I put my hands and either side of his face, kissed him, and then twisted my arms quickly to the left.

“And then you killed Louis,” Meghan said to me and I shook my head. “And you used Harry as your food source.”

I didn’t see her, I only heard her, but her words made me realize what I had done.

“Oh god,” I whispered to myself and I pulled out my phone from my pocket and called Mason.

“Hello Brittany,” he answered.

“I don’t know if I just killed Louis or if I changed him,” I said and I felt tears on my checks at the thought that I might have killed Louis.

“I’m on my way. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

I hung up on him and I sat on the bed with Louis’ head in my lap. His eyes were opened, but they had no real color in them. His head wasn’t completely on top of his neck, and his neck bone was jutting off to the side, but was still incased in skin so there wasn’t any blood.

About ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

“Get the fuck out of here!” I heard Niall yell.

“Brittany asked me to come,” Mason replied sounding pretty calm.

“Let him come up here!” I yelled. “Only him.”

A few seconds later there was a knock on the door and Mason walked in holding a large bag.

“Move,” he said and closed the door behind him. I did as he said and I moved off the bed and Mason went behind Louis’ head put his hands on it. There was a snapping sound and Louis’ head was back on his neck. “I set his neck back in place,” Mason explained. “He seems to be changing, and he should wake up in a few hours. When he does, he will be very confused, like you were.” I nodded for him to continue. “I brought you a bunch of blood bags, so you should be good for a few days until you tell someone, probably Harry, about Louis. I suggest that you tell another one of them too because both of you can’t feed off Harry. His body won’t be able to hold that for long.”

“Thank you,” I told him and he nodded and walked to the door.

“You are welcome,” he said and walked out.

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