The Cold Blooded ( A One Direction Fanfic )

There was only one explanation. For all of it. All of the strange, erratic behavior. Their irrational fear of the sun. The nocturnal habits of locking themselves in in the dark and closing all the blinds. Wearing their sunglasses everywhere, even inside! It was time to invest in some silver, garlic, and a wooden stake.


20. Basement Thoughts

***Authors Note: This chapter is really short. Its just so you know what is going on Brielle, Niall, and Zayn's head while they wait for Eric to start his attack.....  Ima’ post another one soon! (; . ****


*Brielles POV*

Its dark. 


"How long do we have t-"

"Shhhhh!" Zayn hisses at me from across the room, his finger pressed against his lips.

I sigh and hit my back against the wall, sinking down till my bottom hits the floor. Its been hours since we came down into this basement for my own protection. To keep so safe from Eric. I can't believe he found us, disguised himself to look like Liam...Liam! Oh god, I hope Liam is okay.. who knows what Eric did to him! Who knows what Eric will do to Louis and Harry! They better know what they are doing up there. 

*Niall's POV*

We are all worried, its written on each of our faces. I sit down beside Brielle and interlock my hand with hers, she doesn't pull back or resist me, she even scoots closer to me and rests her head on my shoulder. Its been a while since I've held hands with another being. It feels good. She lifts her head up and I smile at her, assuring that everything will be okay, 

I hope. 

*Zayn's POV* 

 I'm so done with this prick Eric. Coming into my house, taking away my family, If he hurt Liam I will burn his ass to dust. Now he’s after Brielle, and I'm not going to let him succeed, none of us are.

That criminal is going down. 

Louis is very very protective over Brielle, always has been since he sniffed her out in the woods. Harry has always had feelings for her, wanting to protect her. There is no way Eric is going to win this fight. Louis and Harry combined together fighting against Eric, he has no chance. All he can do is be a lil copy cat. Big whoop. Oh how I wish I could use my powers on him, he'd be begging for mercy. 

The anger in me boils, a small flame lights up from my finger tips and I glare at it. I blow the fire out and sigh. 

I just have to watch out for Brie, incase Eric figures out whats going on and comes for her down here. 

If he did, I would be very happy to set him in flames. The fire would go great with his ginger hair.

All of us will give all we got to destroy Eric, even if it means we have to destroy ourselves in the process. Because once you threaten one of us, you threaten all of us. 

And I don't take threats very lightly. 

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