A New Life

The story is about a 17 year old girl, called Luna, who is a new born vampire. She has lived in a foster family since she was five years old, because her mother died by an animal attack. Or was it a vampire? When Luna become a vampire, she learn very quick to control her new craving for blood. With her heightened senses, she feel extremely powerful, and she feel like nothing can stop her. If she keep going like that, she might end up dead.


7. Acting Weird

"Where do you want to sleep? There's my room, but I have a lot of guest room as well.", I asked her. At first she didn't answer.

"In your room, I guess.", she finely said.

"Okay, it's this way.", I said and showed her the way to my room.

When she saw the room, she looked amazed, like she never had seen a room like this. I looked around and thought of it. I didn't think it was that amazing, maybe because I was used to it. But if I should say it, I could actually see why the girls loved it.

It was quite big and in the middle of the room against the wall, was a big soft bed. There was a closet in the wall furthest from the door. And there was tree big windows, so we're could see out all over the city. Right now the city was light up, cause the night still was young.

Luna's P.O.V

I looked around in the room once again. It was so big and beautiful, that I almost could live here, like forever. But I couldn't, cause I needed to get out sometimes, to get something to eat or have fun.

Zayn kept looking at me and I found it quite awkward, cause I didn't know him very well and I almost killed him. Right know it wasn't hard to control my hunger. And that was good, cause I didn't want to kill him, or almost kill him again. But this time there would be no Jackson to pull me out of it. So I had to keep going like this, and not let him find out.

"Are you tired?", he asked. I just shook my head. I wasn't tired, not at all. It had been quite a different day, cause it was my first day as a vampire.

"Okay. So what do you want to do?", but I didn't answer. I wasn't sure what to say, so I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Maybe we could see a movie? Or if you hungry, I could make some food?", just to not make this more awkward I said that I was hungry, cause I wasn't much for seeing a movie.

So we walked into the kitchen, where he started to find the things to make an omelet. He started to cut the things and spoke to me at the same time.

Soon we were laughing and had fun, but suddenly he cut his finger. I could smell the blood and turned to look away, cause I wasn't sure if I could hold the hunger back if I saw blood. But I could still smell it, and felt my fangs drop down.

I had hoped that he didn't notice, but he did. He put a patch on his finger and cleaned the table, but that didn't help cause I could still smell the blood.

Zayn's P.O.V

When I cut my finger it hurt and I saw that she turned around. It was kinda weird but I put a patch on it, after I checked that it wasn't to deep. Then I cleaned the table, and saw her take a deep breath.

"Are you alright?", I asked.

"I'm fine.", I heard her say, but I didn't believe her.

"Are you sure?"


"You don't like blood, huh?"

"No.", she said but didn't turn around. So I tried to walk over to face her, but she just turned the way. She didn't want to face. She acted quite weird and I didn't understand. The blood was out of sight so she didn't have to turn away from me. But she did, over and over again when I tried.

First after some min. she finely turned to look at me. And I couldn't see anything wrong with, only a lust in her eyes I didn't understand. It was not like a lust for sex, but a lust for something else, something bigger. But still I didn't know what it was.

"I... I have to go.", she said and I just looked confused at her. Why? Why would she leave already? She had only been here for about tree hours. I was so confused that I didn't stop her when she walked out.

But when I finely came to myself, she was gone. It didn't matter she wasn't something special, but why did I feel so empty now? Like I had lost something I really wanted. It was kinda truth, but I wouldn't admit it. I couldn't already have feelings for her, could I?

All those thoughts was running through my head, but no matter what I though I couldn't deny that there was something special about her. She was more than just another girl, mor than just another fan, if she even was it.

All I knew is that I wouldn't let go before I found out what I actually felt for her. And that could maybe take some time.

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