Locked Up -Zayn Malik Fanfiction-

Macy moves to a new town to hide in a safe house. She starts school and meets people she shouldn't. Are the decisions she make the right ones, or wrong ones?

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13. Not So Innocent Niall

"Oh." Was all I managed to say. We walked back into the dinning room. Al the boys were eating and enjoying the delicious meal Harry made. But what caught my attention is that one of them were smirking. Niall.

I sat back into my seat cautiously. I wasn't hungry anymore, but I ate plenty. "Uh, Zayn. I'm going to the living room." I said as I stood from my chair. "Ok." He said taking another bite of his food. I sat on the couch and propped my feet on the other side so I was taking up all the space. The T.V. was off and the remote was on the other side of the room. I groaned and let my head fall back. I closed my eyes and took a rest, slowly drifting off to sleep. I felt my self being lifted and carried. "I'll stay with her if you want." I heard an Irish accent. "No it's fine." Said someone else.

I could tell I was being lay down. The softness and fluffiness of the pillow was comforting. I felt shuffling on the other side of the bed. The covers lifted then was set back down. Two arms came from behind me and wrapped around my waist. Along with their head placed in the crook of my neck. "Sleep tight." They said.

It was morning and I woke up in an empty bed. I looked around still half asleep. I was squinting my eyes because of the light coming through the window. The door was still shut and the room was empty. I got up to find my self in an oversized shirt and shorts. Luckily the shirt went down to my mid-thigh. I left the room and went downstairs. No one was home. Or at least I didn't see anyone. I looked through the kitchen to find some food. I got a bowl and the cereal box. I walked to the fridge to get the milk when I saw a not on it.

Had to go somewhere. Be back later, babe! ~ Zayn <3

I opened the fridge and took out the milk, poured into my cereal, then placed it back into the fridge. "Morning lovely!" The sound of a male voice filled the air. I looked up from my bowl. Niall had taken a seat at the other side of the table. "Morning" I said. I continued to eat. "Harry did good job with dinner, huh? He always cooks our meals." - "Yeah. It was fine." I said not looking up at him. "It wasn't the only thing that was fine." I slightly heard him mumble. "What?" I asked. "I didn't say anything." He said. Him and his lying skills. 

I stood up from my seat. I took my bowl to the sink and stood there. I didn't know what to do. Actually, I didn't know what I was 'aloud' to do. I remembered about the arcade. That's where I first met Harry, and on the bus: Zayn. At Zayn's house: the other guys. Maybe there was a reason I met them. Like how I just so happened to be in the same place at the same time with Harry. Or how I, of all seats, ended up sitting in 'Zayn's seat.' There is a reason for everything right? A reason why my loved ones where killed, and I stayed alive.

I continued to think more and more about anything.

School.

Oh god, what day is it? I guess it didn't really matter. No reason to go.

I snapped back into reality when a hand waved in front of my face. It was Niall's. "Hello?" He asked. "Hmm?" - "Come back to reality, princess!" he said putting his hand down. I just realized how close he was. "Um Niall?" I said and backed away. "Yes?" I he came back closer to me. "Your in my bubble." I put my hands on my hips all sassy like. "All bubbles can be pooped." He said. I see where he was going with this.

"Actually, I think they've made unpoppable bubbles. I'm sure I've heard of them some-" I was cut off with lips connecting to mine. Da eff just happened? I attempted to push him away, but failed. He put one hand on my waist and the other on the back of my head so I couldn't pull away. He picked me up onto the counter and continued. That wasn't the smartest thing he could do. I kneed him in his man area and made a run for it. He was laying on the ground holding onto it. When he got up he managed to get a hold of my ankle before I made it to the second step on the staircase. He yelled: "You little b-" he cut off from the front door opening. Zayn entered and looked at us confused. I had one hand on the step the other on the ground supporting me, and one of my feet in the air about to kick Niall's face. Niall had one hand holding onto my ankle and the other on his- you know...

"Umm, did I miss something?" Zayn said taking off his sunglasses and putting down a bag of groceries. Niall and I stayed quiet. "Well?" Zayn asked again. Niall spoke up. "We were playing tag and I ran into the side of the counter and hit my, yeah. Then Macy began to run again and I just got her so.. your it Macy!" he said hopping up of the ground and letting go of my ankle. "Ok, just checking." Zayn said. He seriously bought that?! I was still on the floor in the same position. I looked up to Niall and he smirked at me as soon as Zayn left the room. Then he said: "I'm not as innocent as I appear to be, princess." and with that he walked off.

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