In just the span of a few minutes Zayn's skin had turned an even darker shade of grey. His head lolled against the backseat of the car as Arlo sped off along the highway, putting some distance between us and our assailants. 

My heart was beating furiously against my ribcage, I was sure the vampires in the car could hear every thump. My fingers were interlaced tightly with Zayn's but then I felt them go slack in my hold. 

I looked down at his hand to see his fingers go limp and then his eyes shut. He laid back against the black leather seat and I could see light green veins stretching from his shirt collar, running up his neck and spreading across his face. 

Tears of panic filled my vision and I gripped his hand harder as I tried to shake him. "Zayn, stay with me please." 

Kayla sat in the front seat but she had turned around to look at him worriedly. "How much further do we have to go?" She asked Arlo. 

"Nearly there," He replied and I could feel the tension resounding from his tight voice. 

He drove us into a desolate looking town with abandoned shop lots and an empty gas station. I ran my thumb across Zayn's palm, wanting to twirl my fingers like I usually did when I was nervous but I was too afraid to let go. 

We passed by another row of shop lots before turning down a narrow path almost obscured by a thick foliage of trees. I would have missed it if we not had driven here. As we drove deeper, the sky darkened under the ceiling of leaves and the shadows surrounding us stretched out into the distance.

I would have been afraid had I not been so preoccupied with Zayn. 

The last thing I expected to see at the end of this path was a faded church with vines covering almost all of the walls. 

Arlo took a turn and the wall by the side of the church slid up as if expecting us. 

"A church? Seriously?" Harry asked and Kayla gave him a wry smile. 

"The last placed you would expect a vampire to hide in."

I suppose she did make a point but I remember reading about vampires diligently during the times Zayn had been harassing me. Weren't they not allowed in churches?

"How is that possible?" I muttered absent mindedly and Kayla heard.

"Possible for vampires to go in a church? We aren't actually allowed in one but this one's abandoned. There hasn't been a service here in decades."

We parked in a small empty room and Arlo immediately rushed to get Zayn out. The moment his hand slipped out of mine I felt an emptiness so strong and a sharp stab of worry in the gut. 

It honestly felt like physical pain as I stumbled out of the car after them but the vampires were too fast for me. Zayn was already whisked away to receive treatment.

Something tugged at my arm, pulling me back and to my senses. I turned to see Harry looking at me with something like worry and hurt etched over his face. 

I stood up straight and cleared my throat not wanting to show how much of a mess I currently was inside. I knew Harry already hated Zayn because of the way he had tormented me and he already knew what I felt for Zayn. 

I realised I didn't want to show just how affected I was, especially not to him. 

"Rosalie, let them help him. We can't do much," Harry said, his voice terse. He pulled me back slowly and it was only then that I remembered Dr. Edward was with us He was standing next to Harry and the resemblance was almost uncanny. 

"Thank you for saving me. All of you," Harry's father finally spoke and I noticed Harry stiffen. 

It looked like they had a lot to talk about and it was something Harry needed to do alone. I didn't want him worrying about me right now when his father was finally here with him.

"It was all for Harry. We're happy to see you safe," I replied honestly. "Please excuse me for a minute I'm just going to head upstairs for a second. 

I actually really wanted to see how Zayn was doing but that would probably not be wise to voice out loud right now. I didn't wait for them to respond as I speed walked to the set of stairs that Kayla and Arlo had used but Harry rushed after me.

"Where are you going? His green eyes were unsettled as they raked my face. He looked a bit nervous but I couldn't tell if it was because I was leaving him or that he would soon be alone with his father. 

I placed my hands on his to calm him down and stared into his eyes. "You need to talk to you father. It's what you've been wanting for years." 

I could feel Harry's reluctance as I released him and took a step up the stairs. 

"But will you be, okay?" He asked after a few seconds. 

"I'll be fine. I really just need some water maybe and a walk alone to clear my head." I cast him a reassuring smile and then I turned around and walked away. 

Harry's father needed to make up for all the lost time with his son and what better way to start now. I wasn't going to be in the way of that. My steps were frantic as I scuttled up the winding staircase like a mouse till I was met with a decrepit hallway with faded walls that had moss blanketing most of them. 

I rushed past the empty doors looking through each one only to be met with rotting grey walls and emptiness. 

A small ball of fear lodged in my throat as I wondered where Kayla, Arlo and Zayn had gone and if they had left us behind in this haunted looking church. I turned a corner and was surprised to see the hallway here in much better condition. 

The walls were a freshly painted grey and I saw the lights on in one of the rooms. I immediately ran to it and then I saw Zayn lying on a bed. 

There was a cannula attached to his wrist and Kayla was injecting something into it through the bag suspended by the side of the bed. I walked in silently, not wanting to disturb them as they tended to him but also not wanting to leave. 

I noticed the green veins had lightened considerably after only a few minutes but Zayn was still unconscious. I was so used to his smart mouth and smirking face. It was hard to see him so vulnerable and sick like this. 

A single tear slid down my face and Kayla looked up at me. I quickly wiped it away, not wanting to show how much of a mess I was inside. 

"He should be okay soon, I hope," She sounded exhausted and drained as she walked up to me. "You must be hungry. All three of you." 

She looked around for Harry and his father and I nodded towards the door. 

"They're still downstairs, catching up," I answered in a heavy voice. My stomach was growling and I was definitely hungry but somehow not hungry at the same time. 

It was the overriding panic swirling in my stomach that battled with my most basic instinct of hunger. I just wanted Zayn to be alright. How could I eat when I didn't know if he would wake up?

"He will be okay, right?" I looked at her hopefully but her grim expression didn't help matters at all.

"He should be fine," She so obviously lied to make me feel better and then she dragged me next-door to the makeshift pantry. She poured me a glass of water and forced me to drink some. "Arlo will go and get you guys something to eat. Sorry but we didn't really stock up for humans here. Never expected this turn of events."

Looking at the water made my throat dry and I immediately gulped it down. 

"What is this place? A hideout for you?" I asked trying my best to preoccupy myself so that I wouldn't drown in worry. 

"Kind of. Not much of a hideout since I've never actually had to hide from anyone before. But we do have meetings here occasionally," Kayla filled a glass for herself and took a seat next to me. 

"Does your sister know-"

"No, she has no idea what I have been up to," Kayla answered cuttingly, the anger for her sister evident. 

"What have you been up to?" I asked, feeling genuinely interested. I knew she'd mentioned artificial blood before but I'd never really given it much thought. Being hunted down by the council and the constant whiplash between Harry and Zayn gave me little else to think about. 

Kayla's entire face lighted up, amplifying her other worldly beauty as she explained that she'd been working on artificial blood for the longest amount of time. All these years, she'd been perfecting the composition and taste. She hoped that vampires would eventually be able to drink that instead of having to feed on humans. 

In her ideal world humans and vampires coexisted peacefully where neither were hunted. It was a nice dream but I couldn't help but be a skeptic. 

I've seen how the rest of the vampires were, most of them were too bloodthirsty. I doubted they would give up the hunt that gave them such a thrill like Zayn had explained. 

We spoke for awhile and then Kayla went to contact her team, leaving me to my thoughts. My feet were beyond my control as I walked back to the room Zayn was in. 

I sat by his bed and stared at his face. Even in this state I still found him utterly captivating. His black hair fell across his forehead and I brushed in aside gently, feeling his cold skin against mine. 

I eventually slept off with my head resting on the bed. The sound of crickets chirping woke me up and I shot up with a start. The night air was cool and I blinked rapidly as I adjusted to the dark. 

A bolt of panic shot down my spine when I saw the bed was empty. My fingers dug into the sheets and for a split second I was paralysed at the thought of losing Zayn. 

But then I saw him leaning on the wall by the door, staring at me. 

"Rosalie," He whispered and my name on his lips sent shivers across my arms. Looking up at him, knowing he was alive and well flooded me with so much relief and pain. 

Pain because I know he used to want me dead and this whole mess is because of him. But now I also know that what I feel for him is real, no matter how hard I try to bury it. 

Tears slid down my face and within a split second he was there by my side, wiping them away with his thumbs as he cupped my face. 

"Zayn, I can't explain how relieved I feel," I say brokenly. "I've never seen you like that." 

"I'm fine, Rosalie. You can't really kill the undead," He joked weakly and I smiled knowing that was lie. He nearly died today and we both know it.

"I don't want to lie to myself anymore," I admitted. "I know you might think I'm stupid for saying this but I care about you, Zayn. I think I always have." 

HIs grip on my face tightened momentarily and his eyes filled with vulnerability. "I love you so much, Rosalie. I fall in love with you more and more each day. You don't know how much life your words have just given me."

"Zayn," I started to cry harder at his admission. My heart filled with so much pain and want for this vampire that I should not love. 

He pulled me against him and I buried my face in his chest as I continued to cry. We stayed like that till my breaths steadied and the tears stopped. 

The sounds of the forest and the night air danced around us as I finally pulled away and looked up at him. 

His eyes were so dark, they looked black as he stared at me with so much endearment and want. He caressed my cheek and I leaned into his touch. We never broke eye contact as he leaned in and then I closed eyes as I felt his soft lips brush against mine. 

Heyyy, Im back finallyyy. Hope you enjoyed the update guys and thanks for waiting :) :)