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Zayn finds a young wolf without a pack. Soon named Layla they have to fight to survive. Will Zayn be able to protect Layla and soon their daughter or will he die trying?

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Fia's POV

"Zayn I love you." He eyes were closed. He had stopped moving. Tears streamed down my face. "Wake up Zayn." I cried while shaking him. "WAKE UP" I screamed. I felt two hands grab me. They forced me into a shirt and shorts. I fought against them. I looked at Harry and he was lying on the ground in human form motionless. I broke down. The woman came up to me.

"I am Leah. What is your name?" She asked as if I was 5.

"Fia." I spat. 

"Why were you with those creatures? Who are they to a human like you?" She asked.

"I was with them because I love them. They are my everything." I cried. Jason went to help me up. I took his hand and we were soon standing inches apart. I punched him in the face. He stumbled back. I took my chance to run to Harry. they had put him in a pair of basketball shorts. I ran my hands through his hair. Leah started to walk towards me. I told her to back off. I found a curl and twisted my hand in it. "Don't touch the curls." He groaned. Joy spread through me. I planted a kiss on him. His eyes fluttered open. He stood up and held me behind him. Leah chuckled at his action. "Stupid dog you should be very afraid." She laughed. 

"That is where your wrong. You see Fia here has a mother. She is very protective. I have seen her ripe a wolf twice her size to shreds without even thinking twice. You are a smart hunter. The choice is yours." Harry said. I laughed. The smile on his face was like that of a kids on Christmas. 

"But she is not here is she." Leah laughed. Then I saw Layla walk in.

"Wrong again." Mom spat. The look on Leah's face was mixed with fear and shock. Liam followed close behind but in wolf form. Behind him was Shaphire and Niall and Louis. They all ready to attack on Layla's word. She attacked Leah and soon the hunters sprung into action Harry shifted and got into the fight. I looked over to see Jason loading Zayn into the back of a truck. I shifted and attacked him. Once he was dead I turned to Zayn. 

"Dad. Wake up we need to leave." I whispered but still nothing. "DAD PLEASE!" I cried. I was so angry. I hit his bare chest with my fist. His eyes shut open. He instinctively turned us and pinned me down. "DAD STOP!" I screamed before he could do anything else.He rolled off of me. I looked over at his face, he wore a expression of complete shock. Before saying anything else he ran off. Layla and Harry ran up to me. 

"Fia where is Zayn?" Layla asked. I told her what happened. She said she knew where to find him. She ran off in the same direction. I sat there on the ground and cried. Harry sat next to me and pulled me into his arms. 

"Why do you kill Jason? You should have called me." Harry whispered. 

"Because I was angry he hurt you and Zayn he deserved a lot worse." I spat. Harry chuckled. He hugged me tighter. "Why did Dad run off like that?" I asked him. 

"First of all you are too much like Layla it is actually quite scary. And Fia when Zayn gets scared he will do two things he will face his fear or he will shut down. He will run, normally he will go somewhere special to him. With what happened he ran." He explained.

"He is scared of me?" I asked kind of confused.

"No. He was scared of himself, what he could have done to you. Zayn  bottles his emotions up. He saves all the hurt and anger inside of him. He is a bomb waiting to go off. And when he blows it is scary, you never saw what he did to Shaphire. I nearly broke him, and he had a deep hatred towards her. Imagine if he hurt you. He would die." Harry sighed. I snuggled deeper into his chest. 

Layla's POV

I walked up to the hide out that I found about 40 years ago. I stopped to listen to my surroundings. I heard crying coming from the hole.

L- Zayn?

Z- Go away Layla

L- No. Talk to me. 

Z- Layla I'm warning you.

L- Oh cut the crap Zayn. We both know oh hell the whole fucking world know that you are afraid of me.

Z- Not of you what you do to me. 

L- I know now I know you are in there. Can I come in? 

Z- Fine.

I crawled into the space. I twisted my body around his. He was still in wolf form as was I. I put my head on his paws and he wrapped his around my neck. 

L- Zayn please talk to me.

Z- I almost hit her.......

L- but you didn't.

Z- I know she hit me and I woke up. I pinned her down and.....

L- Zayn its called instinct. You stopped yourself before anything actually happened. 

Z- Layla. The look she had destroyed me. She was terrified.... of me. 

L- Zayn she loves you. She thought she did something wrong. She was crying her eyes out because she thought that she hurt you.

Zayn burst out of the hole and ran. I followed close behind. He stepped into the clearing but no one was around. We started to run back to the coven. Zayn was running as fast as he could he got to the gate. Ren was standing there with clothes. "Zayn Malik what the hell happened you said you would be careful!" Ren yelled. Zayn slipped on a pair of sweats. I threw on the sports bra then another pair of sweats. We both ignored Ren. I followed Zayn up to Fia's room. Harry was leaving. 

" Haz is she okay?" Zayn asked.

"I think so. She is really freaked out. She is sleeping but you have to talk to her man." Harry said. His voice was monotone but his eyes were full of sadness.Zayn rushed into Fia's room. "Layla can I talk to you?" He asked. 

"Yah what do you need?" I asked him. "Ummm.... I think I imprinted on Fia." He said. His voice was quite. I pulled him into a hug. "I don't want her getting hurt Layla. Today I didn't stop her. She killed Jason, like tore him apart. She is so young it really hurt her. I should have been there. I should have been the one to kill him not her. What if he had time to fight back? She could have gotten hurt. I am just so scared that she will be in a situation and I can't protect her." He said. I hugged him tighter.

"Harry she loves you endlessly. She killed Jason because he hurt you. She would do anything for you. If you asked her to jump off a bridge she would take the fall. Just don't let little things break you two apart." I told him. I felt him smile into my shoulder. He walked off to his room. I pressed my ear against the door to listen to Zayn and Fia.

Zayn's POV

"Fia..." I whispered into the dark room. I heard some movement in the far corner. I walked over and heard a muffled cry. I saw Fia sitting in a ball in the cornner. I took a step towards her. She flinched. Sorrow flowed through me veins. Tears that were brimming my eyes fell. I sat on the ground against the wall. I buried my hands in my face. 

"Zayn........" She said fear seething from her shaky voice. That broke me, she couldn't even call me Dad any more. 

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to do anything to you. I don't know what happened." I said. My voice shaky and weak. 

" Why did you run?" She asked her voice sounded more confident, and stronger. 

"I was afraid. I was afraid of becoming my father. He would hit a person for being too loud. Everyday I fight that part of me. Fia I was trying to hide, hide from the fact that even if he is dead he will always be apart of me. Even if I tell you everything you still won't understand." I said looking away from her. I was ashamed, ashamed of who I am.

"Zayn...... Don't give me that bullshit. I'm tired of being told I'm too young to understand, or I won't get it. I fucking hate it Zayn. You and Layla say it all the time. You two should start to act more like my siblings than my parents. Because I have come to the harsh realization that they died a long time ago. Start acting like the brother that you are rather than my father because you are not!" She screamed at me. Tears streamed down my face.

"Fia please..." I sobbed. We were standing face to face right now. Anger was pouring out of her expression. She slapped me. 

"I. hate. you. Don't ever talk to me again." She spat before storming out of the room. I heard Layla scream after her. Soon Layla was standing in front of me. I was crushed, she hated me, my daughter hated me. Tears got worse as I came to that realization. I left the room and went to the one place that I could think of that would relax me. The roof. I made my way up and sat on the edge. 

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