Oh f**k. f**k f**k f**k. What the hell was happening right now ? The effort brought me on my knees. I needed to make sure that the ghoul would be dead with one blow or we would all have been dead the next second. So I cut myself - again - and I pulled all my magic to me to strike. That kind of stuff is pretty exhausting. I didn’t think Niall would react this way though.
After trying to save me of all people from the ghoul, he was there, on his knees, his pupils dilated, sucking the blood out of my hand. My heart was racing in my chest and my mind was struggling to catch up. I didn’t try to part us though. My blood was rushing in my veins like fire, it was almost as if it was singing. Oh god, this couldn’t be good.
Oz loomed. He grabbed Niall’s shoulder and tried to pull him back but he didn’t let go. Oz tried harder but still no success. I knew he was ready to rip Niall’s head off so I snapped out of it and stepped in.
« Violence won’t bring us anywhere », I warned my friend
« No but I’d feel better for sure. »
He was literally grinding his teeth. Whatever I wanted to attempt, I needed to do it fast before Oz snapped. I touched Niall’s face with my other hand.
« Niall ? »
He looked up at me and sucked up harder. I pinched my lips together to hold back a moan. Holy crap. I needed to pull my s**t together if I wanted us out of this mess.
« Niall. », I repeated, more firmly this time. Once I had all his attention, I kept going. « You need to let go of my hand now. » He frowned but I reached for the hair at the back of his head and pulled nicely but resolutely.
He was clearly unhappy but his lips parted from my hand. My blood started to cool down at the same time and I let out a sigh of relief.
« What were you doing ? »
« I was hungry », he just stated. « You smelled so good. And your taste… »
I couldn’t help but blush as Oz grunted. That was awkward.
« Human are not supposed to drink other people’s blood, remember ? »
He gave me a puzzled look. He still wasn’t himself. Where did that all came from ? I turned to Oz who was standing by my side. He was clenching his fists and no doubt he was dreaming on putting them around Niall’s neck.
« What happened to him ? », I asked, to keep him occupied. « Was it the shock? »
« If it was the shock, he’d be crawling on the floor, having a meltdown. »
Fair enough. What was it then ? Just looking at his face, I could tell that he had a better idea.
« You don’t really think it’s because I used my blood to save him two days ago. »
« That’s exactly what I think. Why would he suck on your blood like a damn vampire otherwise ? »
« Do you think I turned him into a vampire ?! », I panicked
« No, he doesn’t smell like one. »
« What does he smell like, then ? »
Oz took a second to look at me quietly and then answered:
« He smells like you. »
Moving Puppet Niall – Oz’s words, not mine – had not been easy. Well, it got easier when I started pulling him around by the hand. He gladly did everything I asked him as long as it didn’t imply being away from me.
We decided on going to his place again. Dropping him off and running away wasn’t an option this time. Giving his attitude and what he witnessed tonight, we needed to talk him. Once he would be back on his senses obviously. This was about to be shaking so a place were he feel safe would be for the best.
Something was bothering me, so. The ghoul seemed to have been targeting Niall. Saturday, its presence around the bar where he was could have been a coincidence for sure. But tonight ? We tracked him and ended up catching it seconds before it attacked Niall. Why him though ? Why would a ghoul attack him above anyone else ? Not once but twice. I needed to dig into this.
At some point while Oz was driving, Niall fell asleep on my lap. I didn’t quite know how to react, what to do or what to feel. I’ve never been the hugging type and this was definitively on another level. What was the strange feeling filling my chest ? And why was it so hard to keep myself from stroking his hair ? I might have lost too much blood tonight.