What Will Happen Next?!

+16 - I met him and I was ready. Yet he refused to explain, he refused to answer my questions. He was like a mystery, and I realized too late what it was that he wanted. I realized that maybe I wasn't the one he thought.


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Niall showed me around, but I was no longer aware of what he was talking about. I just saw in front of me all the horror movies about vampires I've seen in my life and I understood why I couldn't tell about Niall to my friends. He was a vampire and he killed. Also, I realized that all the murders that the police couldn't solve was perhaps the vampires fault? Maybe due to Niall? Was he a murderer? He perhaps needed more blood than what was in his house? I got many new questions, but I knew that I didn't want answers to them.


"No I'm not a murderer." 
I was startled and I just stared at Niall. I realized why he could read my thoughts and I blushed a little bit. I thought about all the thoughts that had spun around in my head and I realized that he had read me like a book? 
"And all the girls who are murdered?" I asked quickly. Niall smiled a little bit and he continued to hold my hand in his. I had nothing against it, but I wasn't as sure about my feelings anymore. 
"It's not I who have killed them." he sounded honest and I trusted his word. He stopped up and he looked at me closely. "I go to the hospital and I buy blood. I don't walk around killing. I stopped doing it a long time ago." 
I hesitated, but I wanted more answers. 
"Is it your friends that kill the girls?" I had, after all, heard the news. "The bodies are drained of blood, and it sounds like a vampire?" 
Niall agreed. He couldn't argue with me. 
"I know, but I trust my friends." 
"How many of you out there, in numbers?" 
He smiled, as I still continued to ask my silly questions. 
"I don't know!" he answered honestly. "I think we are around a hundred, but I'm not sure."
He picked up his other hand and he caressed my cheek. 
"At least you're still with me." he whispered. "I was ready to run after you and tell you that you don't need to become immortal. I want you to stay and if you want to be normal, I'll let you be." 
Actually his words calmed down my wild emotions. I smiled and I knew I could trust him. Niall was certainly one of the few who really had feelings. He cared about me as a person and everything else I got with me from him, in the package, I could get used to. I didn't have to become a vampire. 
"I'm afraid." I answered honestly. "But I trust you."
Niall smiled and he leaned foreward. He kissed me and it was only with love. It was as if he was relieved that the truth had come out. He no longer had to lie to me. Now it was the only truth that mattered. 
"I dare say, I love you." he whispered hoarsely, as he had separated our lips. "I have feelings for you and I haven't felt this living in a long time." 
I blushed. 
"Putting aside that you are who you are, you're pretty okay too." 
Niall laughed and he didn't seemed to care that I still doubted. 
"I know!" he whispered sweet. "If only I had been normal, maybe we had a better chances to live normally, but I can't change who I am." 
I was honest when I said: "Niall, I don't want you to be someone any other than who you are right now."


I had mixed feelings when we got back to the house. I was more aware of everything and I realized I had no idea what was out there. 
"Are there some werewolves too?" I asked. Niall laughed and he shook his head. 
"They are extinct long ago." 
I gasped. 
"What more is there?" 
He smiled and he took me into his office. He sat down behind the desk and he looked at me closely. 
"You could say that those who once started to write about certain things, knew much about secrets." 
I sat down, opposite side to him. 
"Is there life on other planets?"
I heard that my question sounded crazy and Niall just laughed. 
"I don't have an answer for everything." he said with amusement. "I don't know if there are people on Mars, but I know what's on earth." 
I swallowed, and I bit my tongue. I almost didn't dare to ask anything more. 
"And now what?" 
He calmed down and he stopped laughing. He looked straight at me, and he seemed almost like he hadn't an answer to that either. 
"It's up to you." he said a little more normal. "I can only tell you what I can offer you, but I wont force you." 
I understood him. I leaned back in the chair and I tried to just collect myself. A lot of information in a short time. 
"Can I see my parents again?" 
Niall became serious. 
"I have to ask the others before we do such a thing."
"The others?" 
Niall nodded. 
"Harry and the others, my friends." he replied. "It's we who are the Council in this cult or whatever you may call it." 
I now understood why he seemed to ask his friends about everything. 
"And the queen?" I got up. Direct solidified Niall and he didn't seem to like the subject. It was the first time that he responded like that for a while and I realized that there was more that he hadn't told me. Slowly, I put the puzzle and I realized what it was that he wasn't telling me. He nodded immediately and he smiled a little bit. 
"It's you who's the queen, if you choose this path."
I just stared at him. Queen? Me? 
"Are you serious?" 
Niall nodded. 
"I took over the role as king of a hundred years ago and I have been looking for a worthy queen. Your she that I have been looking for, but everything is up to you." 
I swallowed and the only thing that was spinning around in my head was: Why me? 
"There are certainly more suitable in the world who can be a queen." Niall replied quickly. "But it's you that I have feelings for and I don't just want a queen because we need one. I want also to love the Queen, as I love you."


As the sun began to go up, I went into my bedroom. Niall went in to him, and it felt like it was mil between us. I wasn't sure and I was scared. I felt all the emotions at the same time. It was exciting, but I was sure I wouldn't be one of them. As I lay down under the covers I put on the TV and I looked at the news. One more dead person had been found. I was able to help the police by calling them anonymously, but who would listen to me. "I think it's a vampire who killed those people." it sounded just crazy and I knew that I would end up at the psyche, if I uttered a word to a single person. I realized how trapped I was. I had information that I couldn't share with friends or my family and the only one I could talk to was Niall. It felt like I was in a corner and I didn't have many choices.






Everyone knows everything about vampires, but I still want to write more.


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