Louis swallows thickly and sits on his bed, breath caught in his throat and heart racing in his chest. He wants to cry, can feel his eyes water, sniffs as he wipes his clammy hands on the bed sheets.

He doesn't understand why he was given this life. Feels naive as he thought about how it all started. Followed Harry like a lost puppy, eager for praise and acceptance, expecting a loving alpha. How was he stupid enough not to see the wall Harry had up?

Slowly, his own wall is starting to rise.

The knock at the door brings him back to the present.

"Since when did you care about manners?" Louis snaps out, annoyed that Harry isn't done with him. He stands, needing to pretend that he's doing something, needs the distraction.

He feels vulnerable and he hates it.

The door opens.

"I've always cared about manners."

Louis can hear the frown in Zayns voice, and instant guilt filled his chest, "I'm sorry, I thought you were Harry."

His name felt weird leaving his lips, always having called him Alpha. He doesn't understand his mood swings, first alpha and now first name basis.

His wolf.

It's his wolf that wanted him to call him by his name.

Did his wolf at least like him?

Zayn smiled, and Louis can see the sympathy behind it, see the way he softened even further as he stepped inside the room.

"It's okay. I'm glad you're finally standing up for yourself."

It's Louis' turn to frown, but he understands. He feels the same way.

"I'm surprised you're out of the office. It seems you and everyone else spend all your time there." He couldn't hide the bitterness in his tone, and he knows Zayn noticed it, can see the guilt in his eyes, shoulders tensing as he's called out on it.

He doesn't say anything at first, teeth nipping at his bottom lip, fangs scrapeing the underside. It's almost like he's trying to find the right words to say.

Louis watches him, takes in his pale skin and blood red eyes. He never met a vampire before, always thought they were myths or extinct. He blushed, remembered how he passed out when he first saw him. Now they're best friends, at least as best as they can get with Zayn running off to Harry's every call.

"Yeah," Zayn scratches the back of his neck, "Harry is teaching us a new fight tactic."

Louis can't tell if he's lying or not.

"And that's why I'm here. You've been cooped inside too long. Let's go take a walk." Just as the words leave Zayns mouth, a big ball of fur bursts behind him.

Missy yelps, tongue hanging out and tail wagging happily as he jumped on Zayn and then circles around Louis, rubbing herself against his legs. She knows not to jump, as if she could sense the baby in his tummy.

Louis smiles, crouches down to pet her. "Okay," He glances up at the vampire. He feels a walk will do him good, a way to calm down and have exercise for the baby.

Standing back up, he follows Zayn out the door, closing it behind them as Missy trails along. He glances at his mothers door, and he hopes that when they come back, it will still be her door.

He lets out a breath and pushes the thought of his over bearing mate away. He won't let Harry ruin his walk with his friend.

This one is extra short, sorry.