Do you think Armand writes “y/n getting sold to one direction” fanfiction about Lestat and his band?
You wake up in your penthouse apartment in Dubai. You rub your eyes and look at yourself in the mirror with your orange orbs. You get dressed in a simple black skinny jeans and a black turtleneck because you are emo. You tie your dark brown curls into a messy bun, you don’t care about your appearance because you’re not like other vampires.
“Y/n!” Rashid calls from somewhere else in the apartment. “Come down stairs.”
When you come out of your room you find Rashid sitting on the couch with several men you recognize from the posters on your bedroom wall. You see Alex, and Gary, and Tough Cookie, but sitting next to them is the most handsome blonde man you’ve ever seen.
“Wh-what’s going on?” You ask
“Y/n I gambled away all our money. So I’ve decided to sell you to the band The Vampire Lestat.”
“We are your family now.” Says Lestat.
Authors note: hi guys thx 4 reading! The next chapter might take a while because I’m very busy getting divorced from my husband of 70 years but subscribe for updates!
I think this is what he’s doing on his stupid iPad.
