You're Mine

*Not Famous*
Zoe and her cousin Niall have always been close, as close as they can be with Niall living all the way Ireland. When an unexpeected event brings Zoe to Ireland to stay with Niall, no one could have ever predicted what could've happened. Not only will Zoe fall for one of Niall's friends, she will be ripped away from everything she's ever known.


13. Winners

"Niall, mate. I-I don't know what happened. I'm sorry."

Zayn? Where are you? What are you apologizing for?

"Listen Zayn. Zoe had a little incident back in America with her ex boyfriend. Where do you think she go the bruises? She's still a little shaken up. So I guess it's really not your fault."

Why is Niall talking about Seth and what happened. I don't want Zayn to know that! He's going to feel sorry for me and be extremely careful around me. I don't want that!

I keep my eyes shut, hoping to hear a little bit more of their hushed whispers about me. 

"He.. hit her?"

Oh, Zayn. Don't sound so sad, babe. Please. 

"Yeah. I guess. I wasn't really there to see, but from what she told us he like pulled her into a closet and slapped her. Then when she refused to go with him somewhere he got pissed off and knocked out her best friend."

A pang of guilt hits me like a truck. I'm so sorry, Josh. I really didn't mean for you to get hurt. I can't believe he broke your jaw. I hope you can forgive me some day, Josh. 

"Broke his jaw I guess. Anyway, she ran over to her friend and tried to wake him up and he stormed over,"

My palms start to get sweaty listening to Niall describe the whole situation, reliving it in my mind. The rough cement against my knees as I tried to desperately to wake Josh up. 

"that's when I heard her yelling for me. Let me tell ya, mate. I've never heard her more scared in my entire life. I knew something was seriously wrong."

I never even thought about how Niall felt when this was going on. He must of been terrified, almost as much as I was. Pissed to. I know for a fact he was furious, raging when he came over. After Tina calmed me down, I could see Noah had taken him aside. Niall was screaming and pointing while Noah patienly waited for him to finish. It was awful. 

"When I could finally see them he had her by her hair, trying to pull her up or drag her somewhere or something. Who the hell knows" He says bitterly. 

Half of me screams to 'wake up' and stop listening, stop reliving it over again. The other tells me to hush up and listen to what Niall and Zayn have to say. I'm not sure why, but I chose to listen to the half telling me to suck it up and listen. 

"Before I could get the bastard he takes off in his car, left Zo on the ground, bloody and bruised. I've never been so.. I don't know Zayn. I was beyond mad at this point. Maybe it's a good thing he wasn't there. I might of killed him."

"You would not have killed him, Niall!" I blurt out, instantly covering my mouth. 

Darn it! So much for shutting up and listening. My eyes go wide, watching the boys reactions. Niall turns a bright red and stands there kind of stunned I guess. Zayn on the other hand keeps his cool and cracks a smile. 

"Mornin' sleeping beauty. How was your nap?"

I roll my eyes and ignore his question. Niall wouldn't of really killed Seth, would he? No. Nope. I refuse to believe my cousin, the one who refused to hook a worm on a hook when we were kids, is a violent person. There's no way. 

"Niall. You wouldn't of really killed him, right?"

He looks at me sheepishly, now knowing what to say. His eyes scream volumes though. The beg me understand, to forgive, not to turn away. He stands completely still and stares, mouth open, trying to choke out the words I need to hear, but can't quite find them. 

"Niall.." I trail off, my voice hardly louder than a whisper.

Everything I've believed about my cousin is gone, down the drain in the silence that seems to be suffocating me. How could he kill somebody? What happened to the harmless little Niall I grew up with? Where did he go? I want to be staying with that Niall, not this foreign person who looks like my cousin. 

The rooms starts to spin, curtains blending in with the walls blending in with the furniture. I inhale steadily but seem to get no air, hands shaking. This was a horrible idea, I shouldn't of come here. Niall taking down the guy on the plane flashes into my mind, how easy and effortless it was for him. 

"Zoe? Are you o-"

"Don't talk to me" I warn, my voice dangerously low.

Niall takes a step back, obviously hurt by my statement. I look around wildly and my head feels like it's full of hot air.

Air. That's exactly what I need, fresh air. I stand up, a little to quickly, and tumble over on to my hip. I ignore the sharp pain, followed by an intense throbbing, and try to stand up. Someone grabs my arm and I lose it. 

"Don't touch me! Don't fucking touch me! Let the fuck go!!" I scream harshly. 

The pressure releases and I don't even turn to see who it is. I need to get out. I need to get out and away from all of this, it's all to much. I make a bee-line for the back door and throw it open, only to run straight into Harry.


He takes a step back, hands up, and let's me through. I don't hesitate and take of toward the woods behind Niall's back yard. With my legs pumping hard, I try to forget about everything. Seth, Mr. Muscles, Zayn, Louis, Liam, Harry, my bruises, Josh, Tina, Niall. All of it. 

Trying to out run them. If I push hard enough they can't catch me! I push my self harder, legs aching, lungs working furiously trying to get away from them. I hop over the logs and dodge branches that come at me, sprinting through the sun ridden woods. 

The thoughts creep into my mind, slowly and steadily taking over and breaking me down. Watching Seth hit me for the zillionth time, Niall taking down Muscles, shying away from Louis touch, Josh falling hard on the cold ground. 

"You win!" I shout to no one, finally collapsing on the ground, surrendering to venomous thoughts and emotions. 

"You fucking win." 


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