A/N - Okay so this one was fun! ❤❤❤

Being in a relationship with the boys was becoming comfortable but what happens when one nignt they aren't there to pick you up from work. What if you stumble across something you shouldn't?

Requested by: Hope you enjoy! And sorry for the wait! ❤❤❤

Heavy horror theme/writing and cursing.

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The boys weren't usually late in picking you up from work. You had hardly believed it when you walked outside and didn't hear neither them nor their bikes. Despite the walk back to your house being nice and short your boys had insisted- well actually they had started to just swing by individually without telling you and scaring the jesus out of your anxious co worker. The more you dawdled around the lit by quiet street, you decided that waiting wasn't an option. There was a pitter of light rain spitting down in a warning.

The boys knew where you lived if they happened to still pop by anyway. Tonight would be an indoor night rather than a cave night you reckoned as you began the walk home. Placing your headphones on, you picked a song on your Walkman to listen to on the way back. Santa Carla could be quite eerie this time of night and especially in this part of town away from the well lit and populated area of the boardwalk.

The not so great and -Yeah I'm totally not safe, moment came when you noticed the street light a mile up ahead by the park wasn't lit up like usual. It wasn't usually like you to be jumpy but something about the dark set your nerves on fire. The Beatles filled your ears, drowning out the part of your brain that kept telling you something was wrong.

Over the guitars you swore you heard a scream. You stood still on the pavement and seriously considered just going another way. By you was one of the town's parks you grew up playing in and whilst it was usually not in use, there were bad elements about- namely people. With that in mind you pushed on, shifting a headphone slightly to keep an ear out incase there really was something. Speeding down, you had noticed a brief blink of a torch in your peripherals.

You gulped, heart already pounding from anxiety and fear. Your palms were sweaty in your pockets but when it blinked again, there was a deep red tone dripping down the light and the swift crunch of presumably an injury. What did your mom say about driving again? You saw exactly what she meant then and there. In a car you were safer, but in your position right now or rather the scream beginning to make it's way up your windpipe- you were fucked. Your body was your enemy and as soon as you screamed in panic you began to stumble back.

Unknowingly for you, a car had been speeding around the corner. You had only known seconds before, the blinding light scorching your unprepared eyes. That was the last thing you saw before you opened your eyes a few seconds later. You were trembling and in someone's arms. There were no chunks of you missing but the gaze staring up at you may as well have been a blow. At first you were excited- Paul had been under you looking just as panicked as you had.

“Babe- babe. Are you okay?” He had asked but that hadn't gone through. What had registered was the copious amounts of blood all over him and his tattered clothing. Then the next scare had been his face. Handsome features of his were twisted and predatory.

“What?- “ A scream belted from your lips and you immediately tried to get away. It seemed Paul had forgotten how he looked at least until you tried to run. You were theirs and he couldn't- no they couldn't.

“Shit.” You heard him curse.

“The fuck are you? Paul?”

Paul scrambled after you, changing his face back to his more human visage.

“No- darling don't be scared babe, it's me.” He tried to show you he meant no harm but how could you believe him?

Shaking your head, you couldn't get over this.

“No! My Paul doesn't look like that- whatever- whatever you did! Stay back.”

Your threats meant nothing as he teared up.

“Y/N?” A gruff voice called- one you recognized, Dwayne. You paused your escape, front meeting a suddenly visible Dwayne. He looked the same and you gasped at his appearance, hands holding onto his shoulders to keep from falling. He was a statue, unmoving and eerily so. Dwayne’s expression dropped and he asked cautiously if you were okay. It had all gotten too much and his touch to wipe away your hot tears had been the thing to send you over the edge. Within seconds you had passed out.

Tensions had been high as soon as you woke up. You were in the familiar walls of the cave and in a bed in the back. A sheet was drawn across the wide space revealing the main area- only blurry from the sultry material. You blinked and rubbed your pounding head, trying to remember what had happened. Work was the last thing you remembered and then.. had you walked back?

Then you remembered what had happened.

Your blood ran cold as you remembered the monstrous faces of your boyfriends. What were they? A hand cupped your lips. You were in their space. What would they do with you? You found out their secret- no a secret that your mind could justify as reason to believe they would kill you.

As if reading your frantic thoughts, a familiar voice came from behind the sheets- the only space between you and the whispering boys. “Have you calmed down Sweetheart?” David asked warily. You couldn't properly see him but you didn't need to to make the next logical conclusion.

“Please,” your throat was raspy and a little sore. “Please don’t kill me.” You buried your head under the covers.

“It's alright. We're not going to hurt you. We'd never do that- not to you.” David answered back and then you heard hushed little whispers next. If you hadn't been terrified you might have heard the worry in his voice but you hadn't ever seen David worried.

“How do I know you won't?”

There was a small sigh and the small footsteps pacing back and forward but at a tentative distance from you- as if you were a scared animal. You peeked out of the covers and tucked your lower body upwards and into a ball at least for some semblance of safety.

“Look- honey can we come in? I can give you answers.” David responded calmly and openly. It was the fact that he asked that began helping you relax if it could even be called relaxing. At least they were thinking of you rather than bulldozing their way in.

“Don't you trust us? We'd never hurt you. Have we ever?”

It was a dirty trick but it called to your logical side, telling you how silly the thought of them hurting you was. The four boys that had worked their way into your life had done anything but hurt you. They were the ones who both encouraged both your good and bad sides but also helped you whenever you needed it- sometimes sussing out how you felt before you declared... it all made sense now. They would've hurt you already if they really wanted to but instead they had treated you like a porcelain doll. The thought of what they could have done with those sharp teeth scared you no doubt but knowing that they hadn't and wouldn't helped quell those fears.

“O-okay.”

It had taken a while and a lot of space but after David explained what had happened then after scolded you for almost getting yourself killed, you felt a little better. It was clear he wasn't going to hurt you- none of them were as they sauntered in- clean and sheepish. Paul didn't hug or kiss you nor did the others. The kept a good distance and let you ask your questions until the sun came up and they needed sleep. It had been a tough ride but they had been willing to let you go back home and think it over. Now you left with an exchange of "good night," and "good morning," you were left to comprehend the new information, both supernatural and romantic. They still loved you- if anything they had been worried about you and what you thought. The real question was, if you loved them back even if they were vampires.

Either way, you knew you would think better once you were in the familiarity of your own bedroom. The thought of leaving them decreased with each thought nagging at you. The good times came rolling in throughout your day after calling in to work and they were there to stay.

The only question is, how long did it take for the sun to go down and were the boys going to come round or give you more space?