I was in some kind of shock, I couldn't believe that she actually stood in front of me, right now.
In a whole year a had looked for her, tried not to admit that I already was in love with her. Cause I didn't believe in love at first sight, but when I looked at her, I wasn't sure. I had this weird feeling inside of me, like a hundred butterflies that tried to get out of my stomach.
She was so beautiful that she almost shined. I could see that the rest of the boys also thought that she was beautiful, cause it was so clearly that they didn't even had to say it out loud.
We asked her if she wanted to come over to our hotel, and she thanked yes. So now the guys were asking her a lot of questions, and I was only listening with a half ear. I was too busy with my own thoughts to listening to what she said.
"So, do you have a boyfriend?", Harry asked and then I was fully listening to what she said. Cause I wanted to know if I had a change with her.
"No, I don't have I boyfriend.", she said while smiling. I breathed a sigh of relief, so low that no one could hear it. But it seemed like Luna had heard it anyway, cause she looked over at me with a little smile.
"Are you sure, cause I can't imagine you without a boyfriend.", Niall said
"Neither can I.", Harry said.
"It's true! I don't gave a boyfriend!", she laughed and then they all laughed. I couldn't see anything funny with it, but her laugh was so sweet, that I laughed with them.
"Well, I should probably go home, it's getting late and I gave a lot to do tomorrow.", she said while standing up.
I froze. Go? She was leaving already? NO! I had to do something, but the word I was going to say, got stuck in my throat.
Before I knew it, the boys said goodbye and she was half way out of the door. First when the door was closed, I rushed over to it and was out before the boys understood what I was doing.
"Wait Zayn! Zayn!!", they all said, but I didn't listen. I was already running down the stairs.
I saw that the reception was almost emptied for people, except a brown curly haired girl that was Luna. She was standing with one of her friends I saw earlier. The boy.
I waited to he walked away, but then he hugged her, and I couldn't stand it anymore. So I rushed over to the front door, walked outside and breathed deeply in.
I heard the doors open again and turned to stare, just to see her walk over to me, without the guy she had hugged.
"Hey, what's wrong? You looked frustrated when you walked by.", she said.
"You said you didn't have a boyfriend.", I said. She didn't answer, she just opened her mouth and then shut it again, and she also looked a bit confused. I knew it, she had lied to all of us.
But then she lighted up, like she just had found out what I meant.
"No no no, he's not what you think he is. Trust me! I would never lie to you, I promise! He's just a good friend, who had been there when I needed it.", she said.
"And how can know that you aren't lying to me now? How can I be sure that he's what you say he is?"
"You just have to trust me. Please!", she begged and with her big brown eyes, I couldn't concentrate.
"Umm... Sure?", I said, but my voice seemed far away, like it wasn't me who just said that. I felt dizzy and got lost in her eyes. It was the only thing I saw, her eyes, nothing else. They seemed so big and brown that it was hard to look away.
It was her that broke the eye contact by looking down. I reached my hand out and with the back of my hand, I stroke it across her cheekbones and down the her chin, so I could lift her head and look into her eyes. Slowly I bent down to her mouth, but stopped a few cm from her lips.
He was so close that I could feel his heartbeat and smell his blood, and I could tell that he was nervous. Nervous about how I would react, about if it was right or wrong. But still he didn't move closer. Either did he wait till I took the next step, or maybe he just had to find the courage to so it.
I was still wondering if I could do, cause then he would be so close that I maybe wouldn't have any control over my hunger. It had been ages since I stood in this situation, not that someone had tried to kiss me, but the fact that I didn't no if I was strong enough to not bite or kill him.
The thought of his lips against mine, was enough to wake the hunger inside me, but at the same time I felt like there was a thousand butterflies trying to get out of my stomach. So I didn't know if I should do it or not.
I decide to give it a try and I was prepared for the hunger. Or so I thought.
When our lips touched, it was like a firework exploded between us. At the same time the hunger became so big, that it was hard to hide my fangs. But I did it, even when I thought, I couldn't hold them back anymore.
We stood there some min. and there was no space between us. Our lips were busy and it was first after 5 min. I stepped back. Cause I couldn't hold back the fangs any longer.
"Did I something wrong?", he asked breathless.
"No, it's just... I have to go.", I was not as breathless as he was, cause I could hold my breath very long. It was something I learned, when I tried to control my craving for blood.
"No! You not leaving. Not again. Please... Stay!", he begged.
"Okay. I'm staying. But only for tonight, then I have to leave." I couldn't say no, then he would hate me forever and I didn't want him to hate me.
"Thanks.", he sighed, relieved that I didn't walk away again.
All the way up to his room, I wondered why he didn't want me to leave. What if was in love with me? What if I was in him? Cause I didn't actually know, if I was in love. Maybe I was? And maybe he was too? Could that be true? Was we in love? Or was it just something I imagine? Cause if it was love, then I couldn't leave him. No one had never loved me like that. At least not one I know, cause maybe there had been someone that loved me, but didn't know what to do about it. Maybe they had been to scared to show it, but then I would never know.
I looked over at Zayn. It looked like he was thinking the same as me. Vampire could read humans thoughts, but I haven't learned it jet. Some of us could also read another vampires thoughts, but it wasn't many that could that. I only knew one that could do that, but she left and never returned.
She was so quiet and far away in her own thoughts, that I thought she didn't really wanted to be here. That she wouldn't be with me and that thought tore me apart.
to hear you say "Goodbye".
Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart,
You're tearing me apart.