Fallen

*Elizabeth’s P.O.V.*

I stretched and yawned lightly. I looked up and found that I was laying across Sarah’s lap. Chuckling to myself, I got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I had just started the pot when there was a knock on the door. I was confused as to who could be at the door so early. I checked my phone, 9:30. Way too early for anyone to be over.

I opened the door and was surprised to see Ashton, Calum, Luke and Michael. I looked at them, confused.

“Can we come in?” Ashton looked at me. I nodded my head and opened the door for the boys to come in. I watched Michael walk in and there was something different about him. I didn’t know what, but there was definitely something weird. They all sat down in the living room and turned on the TV, playing my XBox.

I stood there in the doorway still wondering why they were at my house at 9:30 on a Sunday.

“You gonna sit down or what, babe?” I looked at the boys to see who said it and Michael was the only one looking at me. Everyone else was playing FIFA. I rolled my eyes but sat down anyway. I sat on the end of the couch right next to Ashton, who turned his head and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

“Hello, love.”

“Hey, Ash.” I leaned my head on his shoulder and he put his arm around my waist and continued to play FIFA.

“Hey, Elizabeth?” I look at Michael. “Can I talk to you, alone.” He gestured to the kitchen. I looked at Ashton who nodded, signaling it was okay to go. I stood up as Calum began to yell at the screen.

“Shut up, Cal! Everyone else is still asleep,” I whisper-shouted at him slapping his bicep lightly.

“Sorry.” He kept playing.

“Just don’t do it again,” I scolded, following Michael into the kitchen.

“What do you want, Michael,” I spat, crossing my arms in defiance.

“I wanted to apologise for last night. It was harsh, I know. I feel really bad about it and I was wondering if I could make it up to you. Say, maybe Friday at eight?” I felt my eyes widen and I raised my eyebrows.

“I don’t know if that is such a good idea. I kinda have this thing going with Ashton and I don’t want to ruin it.” I uncrossed my arms. Michael reached out and grabbed my hand. I gasped.

*Michael’s POV*

I wanted to scream. The demon was taking my body from me. I wanted to yell to Elizabeth to get away. I wanted her away so she wouldn’t get hurt. I am supposed to be protecting her. I am supposed to be protecting all of them. I can’t do that. I can feel myself getting weaker and weaker.

*Demon’s POV*

I smiled as my plan was coming together. I was so close to what I wanted. I kept sucking all the life out of this body. I could feel the owner’s spirit getting weaker and weaker. The life dying from him. It didn’t matter to me. All I wanted was her life. She had to pay for what he did to me. After all, she is his relative.

*Elizabeth’s POV*

“I promise, this isn’t a joke. I will pick you up at eight for sure. Dress nice, angel.” Michael cooed. I nodded my head.

“I can’t. I have a thing with Ash. Sorry!” I smiled a bit. Michael pulled my hand up and wrote his number on the back of my hand.

“Well, when you realize that I am better than he is, angel, gimme a call.” He winked at me.

*Michael’s POV*

I knew there was something different about her. I knew she was different. She isn’t human. There is no way. I can see the faint outline of something from her back that would be invisible to humans.

“That’s not possible. There is no way in hell.” I said to myself. The way he said angel. She didn’t know either. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t noticed before.

Elizabeth is an Angel.

Notes

Sorry this is so short. I wanted to get you guys a chapter. I dedicate this chapter to Mrs. Mothafuckin Clifford. She is the one who commented to get this chapter up. Thank you for reading guys! Can you all try to be more active as well? I want to see if you guys are enjoying this or not. I feel like only one person likes this.

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