《My Immortals(A One Direction Fanfiction) COMPLETED》Chapter 30
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"Here, Gwenny! Try this on!" Justin shoved a dress at me while the girls piled more clothes onto the mountain in my arms. I groaned as I looked at all these dresses.
"Can't I wear pants?" I complained. Silence fell across the group. They stared at me, shocked."What?"
"Gwen..." Eleanor shook her head back and forward and smiled at me with pity as I scoffed.
"You always wear a dress to a concert. You want to look your best!" Perrie explained as she handed me another dress.
"Ugh!!! Guys!"
They all laughed as my legs shook under the weight.
"Alright, go try those on! Let us know if you need help!" Dani called. I groaned in response as I stumbled over to the dressing rooms. I tried on zillions of dresses. Pink ones, red ones, purple, black, you name the colour and I tried it on. So many different designs that didn't fit me perfectly. Some overly exposing. One looked like a legitimate pumpkin suit. The no go pile grew larger and larger while the yes pile stayed vacant.
The last dress, beautiful, pink, slightly poofy, nice cut, sparkling. I pulled it on and it was a perfect fit. Go figure. Last dress that I tried on, of course. I stepped out of the dressing room in it and kept my eyes on the floor.
"Wow! That's perfect, Gwen!" Dani clapped her hands and smiled.
"Go get it off do we can buy it!"
I quickly hurried to dress and I handed Justin the dress. He smiled at me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, giving me a side hug. I laughed as we walked with the girls to the till. They bought the item along with their stuff and we left the boutique and strolled through the mall. Maybe this mall trip will have no mishaps this time.
We were walking at a leisurely pace when screams echoed behind me. I quickly turned around and saw a mob of preteen girls running towards us. Crap. They were after Justin. We instantly took off, everyone way faster than the punt human, aka, me. I decided I was completely kosher on my own, they were after Justin and a few maybe even the girls. Not many knew about me! I slowed my pace and jogged in the general direction they went in. That's when I was shoved by the mob of girls and I fell. They stepped on me as they eagerly ran by. Don't mind me, just a person freaking getting freaking trampled over here!
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One of them kicked me in the ribs, the stupid jerk! I groaned and wiped the blood away from the corner of my mouth and also the blood from my nose. I saw a pair of converse in front of me and I looked up. They were smirking at me with golden eyes and a shiver ran down my spine.
I eagerly stood up and leveled with them. Screw formalities, I nailed him in the crotch, then the shins. He froze, waves of pain immobilizing him. Finally, his hands hovered over the areas I nailed. I kicked him in the back of his knees and he sank to the ground. I slammed my hands down onto his shoulders, my fingers and wrists cracking upon impact. He was temporarily immobilized, which gave me enough time to run off in a panic, screaming for the girls and Justin.
I hadn't made it far when a hand grabbed my arm, instantly burning me.
I spun around and punched the guy in the face, then screamed in pain. I broke my hand. His stupid face broke my hand! I kicked him where it counts again, but before I could run, he wound an arm around my waist.
"You can't leave now." He growled as I squirmed. Can't leave now my foot. I pulled out my pocket knife and he laughed.
"No good that'll do you."
I shrugged, then cut my palm. I hissed in pain as blood streamed on the dagger.
"Wow, that was really stupid-" He wasn't going to be allowed to finish that sentence.
I stabbed the blade into his shoulder since he jumped out of the way.
He snarled and snapped his fangs at me before he turned and took off.
Stupid Tom from The Wanted.
There's no way he's gonna take me.
I grumbled as my blood ran down my wounded hand. My face was gushing blood, my hand was broken, and I was pissed. Stupid teenager hormonal girls. Stupid Tom. Stupid Tom's face. People stared at me as I cradled my wounds. Blood dropped on the floor behind me, leaving a trail. I looked down at my jeans and shirt and gasped. Burn marks, rips, tears, and blood had ruined it. I ripped off the bottom of my pant leg and wrapped it around my bleeding hand. Now the broken one was my main concern.
"Ma'am?"
Someone tapped on my shoulder and I turned around.
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"Ma'am, you're getting blood all over the floor and-What are you wearing? Oh god. That's it, I'm escorting you from this mall." The fat security guard told me from his Segway. Great, just peachy. To add insult to the injury, he handcuffed my hands behind my back and made me run, or in my case limp, next to the Segway. We made it outside where he shoved me out the doors and tossed the key out. It landed in the garbage can, of course. I moaned and my phone began to ring. How was I supposed to answer that?! I went to the trash can and began to rummage around for the tiny silver key. I cut my hands up on the shattered glass as I searched, but to no avail.
Screw this. I went back inside the mall and took off in a dead sprint. I rounded a corner and hid in a shop as the security went by in a mob on their segways. One had a donut in his hand as he raced after the others. I slowly stepped out from behind the rack, only to get bitchslapped across the face. Not in the mood. I looked up and saw that jerk from the supermarket. I brought my fist up and drove it into her face. A cat fight then broke loose, fists, heels, and nails flailing. I ended up with her pinned beneath me. I got up and ran to find my group.
"Gwen?"
I turned around and was immediately pulled into a hug. Stupid vampire speed.
"Where have you been? Oh gosh, let's get you outa here." Eleanor exclaimed as the others gathered around me. Eleanor wrapped a supporting arm around my waist and dragged me through the mall. We all got into the car, our shopping bags tossed to the back. Rain pounded down on the roof as Zeus released his wrath in the clouds. Thunder shook the car as we drove. I was getting dizzy. Too much pain.
I groaned and Dani patted my shoulder gently. Her skin was cold and she took my broken hand in hers. Since she was as cold as ice, it was refreshing. I glanced at Justin, who looked okay, if not a bit thirsty. Come to think of it, everyone was tense. It sucks having rare blood.
"Here, Gwen, drink my blood, you'll get better." Eleanor exclaimed.
"N-No, that's okay!"
Eleanor frowned and gave me a serious look.
"What would Harry say?"
I knew he would want me to drink vampire blood and to stop being stupid.
I decided an eye for an eye."Okay, but you drink from me first."
"But, what if I can't stop?"
"Beibs can handle it."
Justin nodded at us with a slight smile.
I knew exactly how hard it was for vampires to resist. It was against their beings. It was impossible.
I held my wrist out to her as she gently wrapped her hands around it, her fingers slightly heated. She gave me an apologetic look before she sank her fangs into my skin and her hands heated up. I gasped as I was burned, but the high feeling was quick. I giggled as I felt like I was flying. I felt Eleanor pull he fangs out and she looked at me, worried.
"Crap, guys! Niall isn't here!"
I laughed again, why do we need Niall here?
"Just heal her, we'll fix her mentally later." Perrie commanded. Eleanor shrugged and bit into her wrist.
"Haha, that wasn't very smart!" I giggled. Eleanor held it up to me and I shrank away.
"I got this." And then Dani jabbed her fingers into my side, tickling me and causing me to squeal. Eleanor jammed her wrist into my mouth and her blood ran down my throat. I widened my eyes, surprised. I giggled then choked and Dani patted me on the back. Eleanor pulled her wrist away as I curled into a ball, the fire consuming me.
"It burns!" I shrieked.
"Your wounds are healing." Perrie exclaimed.
"But it hurts! Where's Harry?" Harry would help me!
"He's at the stage, practicing. We'll see him soon." Dani murmured.
"It hurts!"I whimpered.
"I know."
"Omg, it's Justin Bieber! Omg!" Fan girl mode on.
Everyone began to laugh as I squeed.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I got tired as the pain burned on.
"Go to sleep." It was Perrie. Dang vampire powers. I fell asleep as the others laughed.
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