Snow is Zayn Malik's forgotten older sister. She ran away when she was five, and keeps watching her brother, and protecting him like she promised, many years ago. Will her remember her or will he have forgotten? What happens when a certain someone in the band falls for Snow? A certain boy who just happens to be pigeon obsessed and loves carrots.


8. Down In The Alleyway

Zayn's POV

We were watching the telly when we herd Louis yell, "HAZZA! LI-LI! NILLER! ZAYNIE! IT'S AN EMERGENCY! "

We quickly opened the door and asked what was wrong. Then we noticed a girl slung over his shoulder laughing like crazy. She looked a bit familiar... oh. I saw her at the mall. She's the one that shouted at me. Jeez that was weird. I don’t even know the girl.  

"NO TIME FOR CHIT CHAT LADS! HAVE A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS HERE!" Lou shouted as he ran past us into the kitchen. We followed after him and walked in to see Louis putting a carrot in her mouth.

"Well?" He asked her.

"It's not COMPLETELY horrible.” She said giggling.

"What?" Louis whispered in shock.

"I'm just kidding Louis. There absolutely, positively good." She said.

Her eyes raked over us. Really looking at her now, I noticed how she was beautiful with her long, reddish-gold hair, pale skin, and light pink eyes.

She looked at me last and her eyes flashed from shock, to anger, and settled on pain. When they turned back to anger, I wondered why she was angry, but something in her eyes was familiar.

Snow’s POV

Him, of all people, it had to be him. I didn't want to see Zain right now. He sort of looked at me funny, I guess he didn't forget about this morning.

"Uh, you know what? I should get going I have to go, uh, help my grandmother. Bye now." I said quickly. Louis gave me a questioning look as I sprinted towards the door.

"Snow, wait." I heard Louis call, but I ignored him as I ran down the stairs and out the door. I didn't go back to my camp; Louis knew where it was, so if I returned, he could find me there. I went into a deserted alley way and slid my back down the wall.

I was mad at Zayn right now. He messed up his body with tattoos and an earring, and he only laughed at me when I fell.

The same thing happened two years ago, when I was 19, I tripped on the side walk and he just stared at me, laughing like he had this morning.

Zayn's pov

After looking at me she said she had to go help her grandmother, making it pretty obvious she was lying. But why did she have to lie, and what did this girl have against me? Lou followed her after about a minute and I would have gone, but it might not be best if she didn't like me.

I wish she didn't run. She was beautiful. I wanted to get to know her. Apparently her name is Snow.

flashback begins.

"SNOW, GET DOWN HERE NOW!" A man’s voice said. I heard running down stairs then a young girl’s voice saying, “What’s wrong dad?"

flashback ends.

Snow's POV

I was in the alley and it was dark. I usually don't get cold, but by now, I was shivering. I then heard men's voices.

Ugh, they sounded drunk. My heart literally stopped when they turned down an alley. It just had to be this one didn't it? There were three men, great, just great.

I tried to hide up against the wall but with my pale skin, I'm not the darkest thing.

"Hey baby." One said.

"Uh, hey." I said.

"What's the matter honey? Cat got your tongue?" The other slurred.

"Why don't we fix that, boys. Jack?" The one they called "Jack" was the quiet one and he looked at me evilly.

I rolled my eyes. I had to do this before. I got up in my fighting stance but surprisingly, I wobbled. What?

The men were coming closer so I tried to punch one and I fell down.

The one called Jack got on top of me and started to kiss down my neck. I tried to push him away but I was weak. I screamed when he started to take my shirt off.

I managed to slap him on the face and he got off. I stood up, shaking. Two pairs of arms grabbed mine from behind. Shit, I forgot about the others.

I kept screaming and Jack came up to me and slapped me across my left cheek.

flashback begins.

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME YOUNG LADY!" Yasir screamed in my face and slapped me across my left cheek.

flashback ends.

All the memories came back; how my dad abused me, how my own parents hated me, how my only brother didn't even know he had a fourth, let alone older, sister.

A tear dripped down my face and I was getting dizzy with all my thoughts swimming around my head like fish. I didn't fight back anymore as he ripped off my shirt.

"HEY!" I heard someone yell.

The two holding me had dropped me and I crumpled to the ground.

Jack followed after his two friends. And I heard someone running towards me. I turned over and hid my face, hoping this person wouldn't hurt me.

I felt someone's warm hands touch my head and then lift me up.

Now I was only thinking about one thing; nobody loved me, I’m just a waste of space, and of air. Soon afterwards, I passed out.

Louis' pov

I couldn't let her leave and it was obvious she was lying about helping her grandmother. After about a minute of thinking, I chased after her. When I called her name, she didn't answer. I walked past a couple of drunken men, staying on the opposite end of the road as them.

~ three minutes later ~

I heard a small scream and it sounded like it could be Snow! I ran for about a minute and saw two men holding Snow’s arms as a man slapped her and then ripped off her shirt.

"HEY!" I yelled at them. They saw me and ran the other direction, in fear that I might’ve been law enforcement, probably.

When the two men dropped Snow, she crumpled to the ground. I was running towards her quickly and she turned her back to me and her face.

I was worried for her. I knelt down next to her and gasped when I saw her back. The words "Daddy's girl" were cut into her back and left in as faint scars. I could tell the cuts were old because all it was a raised mark across her back.

I picked her up, ignoring the fact that she was now topples and that I could see her small gray bra, and took off running towards the hotel and she passed out. I sprinted into the hotel and into the elevator, scaring the woman at the desk, but I didn't care.

When I got to the room someone thankfully opened the door and I ignored them. I ran to the couch and carefully lay her down. Niall and Liam kept asking what was wrong but Zayn was completely quiet, just looking at her face.

I hadn't noticed it started to get pink where the man slapped her. And Harry, being Harry, was checking out her perfect midsection and chest, it still being bare.

I snatched a blanket off the ground and covered her. Harry looked at me with a fake mad look.

"Hey, I was only enjoying the view!" He said.

"LOUIS! Stop ignoring us and tell me what happened!" Liam shouted.

"Fine!" I grumbled and told them the whole story of what I saw.

Snows pov

I woke up in a strange room. The walls were a shade of white, the floor was green carpet, and the couch was a patterned shade of red. This was definitely a hotel.

I sat up quickly, maybe too quickly, and I wobbled. After I was stable, I stood up and the blanket fell off me. I shivered and looked down, and of course I was topless. Aren't I just the luckiest person in the world? That means that whoever brought me here had probably seen my "tattoo".

I quietly walked to the door with the blanket wrapped around my shoulders. As I was just about to slip through the opening, a big hand grabbed my arm from behind. I turned and saw Zayn.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"None of your business.” I hissed. I tried to pull away but he had a tight grip on my arm.

"You’re leaving in that?" He asked, looking down at my midsection that was wrapped in only a blanket.

"Yes, now do you mind?" I asked looking pointedly at my arm.

"Why do you hate me?" He said.

Because you don't know my story, I wanted to scream at him "I don't know. Now please let go. "

"Tell me why you don't like me first."

Because you became a different person than my Zain. "I DON'T KNOW! Just let me go!" I shouted at him.

Surprisingly, he listened, but only because Louis was holding onto his arm.

"Snow can I talk to you? ALONE?" Louis asked me.

"Fine." I agreed.

We left Zayn standing alone and we walked into what I think must have been Louis' room. "Snow what don't you like about Zayn?" He asked.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. All my pain, anger, regret, and sadness came rushing out.

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