Rebellious, Beautiful, and Insecure

Alex and Amber are sisters. They are twins actually, Alex being twenty minutes older. Amber is always going, going, going with boys. But Alex rarely even goes on dates - and for a reason. The two sisters get jobs working for One Direction and the boys are quick to fall for them. Will Alex let her guard down and fall for the boy? Or will her past keep her from ever finding love? Travel along these girls' journey as teenagers, getting caught in fame, mystery, and intensity.

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45. Last Straw

Zayn POV

As I head up the stairs I pass be Harry's flat. "Tell Alex Harry and I will be up in fifteen?" Amber asks, popping her head out as I pass.

"Sure thing," I reply, as I continue up the stairs. 

I'm entering the loft and closing the door behind me and it's dead silent. I think about how weird it is when I hear laughter behind me. I turn around to see Jeremy standing over an unconscious Alex. My whole body tenses up as I prepare to fight for the one I love. In my mind I remember that I put a pocketknife in my jacket the last time he was here. 

"It's so nice to see you again Zayn," Jeremy laughs. 

"What did you do to her?" I exclaim.

"Oh. Inside voices please," He says, bending down to hold a knife near Alex's stomach. My mouth closes. I try to visualize Alex telling me not to act and try to actually think things through. "She's absolutely fine. A little chloroform that's all," He smiles, looking down at her. 

"Get out Jeremy," I take a step towards him. He bends back down towards Alex. 

"You think I won't? She's just a piece of trash," He chuckles.

"If she's trash then why do you want her so damn bad?" I ask him.

"She may be trash, but she's my trash," He looks up at me, eyes dancing with evil and kicks her in the side. Other than her body reacting from the force, she doesn't move. 

"Jeremy!" I exclaim.

"Oh shut up Zayn. She knows she's mine. Why else would she protect me in front of you?" He questions. "Or, why didn't she let you tell Simon?" 

"Huh Zayn? She's my property. Always has been and always will be. Now, you can either let us go peacefully or I'll hurt you. This is your last chance." He dares me. 

In this moment, I look down at Alex and all I see is how much I truly care about her and how she is the only thing keeping me stable. She reined in me as a bad boy and no one has ever been able to do that before. In this moment, without thinking and running on pure adrenaline I lunge at Jeremy and push him away from Alex, estimating correctly the exact place his taser in his jacket is and holding it up to his neck.

"Wait!" He yells. 

"What?" I ask, pinning him down and holding the taser against his neck. 

"She's not knocked out with chloroform. I injected her with something and she needs the antidote. She'll wake right back up, perfectly fine," He manages. 

"Besides that kick in her stomach," I scream, hitting his head on the ground. "Where's the antidote?" I demand.

"It's in my bag," He gasps, the bag just out of my reach. 

"If you try ANYTHING, I will kill you," I threaten him I get up to reach for his bag. I pull out a syringe filled with a clear liquid. 

"That's it. It will save her," He says, looking at her softly for the first time. 

"If you're wrong," I don't even bother to answer. Delicately I inject it into Alex's arm and she begins to stir.

"Ow," She mutters, rubbing her side. I move to be in front of her as I go after Jeremy again, just as Amber and Harry come through the door. 

"Amber call the police," I bark at her, without tearing my eyes from Jeremy. 

"Zayn!" Alex's voice interrupts my concentration. I look back at her and then I hear her scream and suddenly Jeremy is on top of me. The taser falls from my hand and Jeremy and I fist fight. Harry is here in a flash, helping me contain Jeremy. The other boys get up here and knock him out.

I rush over to Alex and pull her in my arms. "Your eyes are so dark. It's scary," She whispers. I look away from her, but she pulls my chin back down to look at her. She doesn't say anything for a moment, but holds my eye contact. "You're hurt," She says quietly. 

"Trust me doll I'm more worried about you," I reply.

"Do I want to know why my side hurts?" She asks. I shake my head, standing up and moving to the couch. Amber rushes over and they share a long hug.

"Don't you ever leave me," Amber demands. Alex smiles weakly. Against Alex's protest, Amber instructs a paramedic to check her out.

"It's okay luv, I'm right here," I comfort her, holding her hand and looking into her eyes as the paramedic checks her out. Alex isn't the biggest fan of doctors. 

"Okay well I'm prescribing you rest for a few days," The medic says.

"Ha! You wish," Alex scoffs. "But while you're here would you mind bandaging my boyfriend?" She asks. I narrow my eyes at her. The medic cleans the cut I got on my forehead from Jeremy's nail and wraps my wrist from where I might have sprained it. We thank the medic and soon they are all out of our loft. 

"Alex, I don't know what I would've done without you," I tell her, a bit uncomfortably. She nuzzles her head closer against my chest and looks up at me.

"You would've lived," She says softly. 

Alex POV

"You would've lived," I tell him softly. I know what he's talking about. I know how unbearable it would be to lose him and how grateful I am that Jeremy is now going to be locked up and I don't have to worry about him anymore. But at the same time, I'm realistic. Anything can happen. An accident can happen and I could seriously injured or die or vice versa with Zayn. And as heartbreaking as it would be, the other one of us would still live and survive. 

As soon as I answer his eyes widen and his arms tense around me. "Alex, promise me you won't go anywhere," He demands seriously.

I reach up to stroke his cheek. "I don't make a promise that I don't know if I can keep," I whisper. 

A tear slips down his cheek. "But Alex-"He starts, his voice shaking.

"Zayn something can happen. An accident, a mishap - god forbid. That's why I can't promise you that. And why you can't promise me that," I tell him, my voice sounding a little surer than I feel. He pulls me closer against him. 

"Alex," He starts as I wipe away the tear that had escaped. The boys and Amber enter the loft. 

"How are you guys?" Liam asks now that the medics are gone. 

"A little sore, but he's gone now so a lot better," I answer, shifting in Zayn's arms to face them.

"Movie?" Louis questions.

"Actually I was thinking-"Zayn begins.

"Yeah I think being surrounded by the ones we love is a good idea," I cut him off.

"What she said," Zayn grumbles. I move so that I am sitting next to Zayn instead of on him so that I can sit next to Amber as well. Zayn starts to take my hands but Amber grabs them before he can. 

"She was my sister first," Amber sticks her tongue out at Zayn. He narrows his eyes at her and reaches over to ruffle her hair. "Listen pretty boy. You don't want to start with the hair," She threatens. I laugh, but I don't know who to lean on because it might offend the other one. 

Zayn backs down at the mention and crosses his arms over his chest. Amber releases one of my hands so I rest it on Zayn's knee. The boys put on Toy Story which doesn't surprise me. After a little while I lay down so that my head is in Amber's lap and my midsection and legs is on Zayn. 

Niall makes ALL of the popcorn that Zayn has which gets on Zayn's nerves so I shift to lean into Zayn's shoulder and kiss his cheek. "You're so cute when you're upset," I tell him, laughing as I drape my legs on his lap so that I am almost fully intertwined with him.

The second movie ends and the other boys say goodnight, heading to their own flats. "Tomorrow night, we are sleeping at OUR flat," Amber tells me in a tone that leaves no room for discussion.

"But I have Kriss," I protest anyways.

"The boys can take care of her for one night. We need a sister night," She replies. 

"Okay fine. Goodnight. Love you," I kiss her cheek and give her a hug. She looks me over and narrows her eyes. Out of Zayn's sight she lifts up my shirt and gasps. "What?" I ask. As I look down a see a big bruise forming on the left side of my midsection. 

"How much does that hurt?" She accuses me.

Knowing that I can't lie to my sister I answer honestly. "Right now a lot, but I'm going to be fine," She looks at me seriously. "I know my limits. If it hurts too much tomorrow I'll tell Simon," I promise.

She looks at me disapprovingly as I pull my shirt back down. Zayn starts walking over to us. "Goodnight," I repeat. She says goodnight to me but still looks at me warily.

"What was that about?" Zayn asks, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"You don't get me tomorrow night," I reply.

"What do you mean?" He freaks out. 

"I mean I'm not sleeping here tomorrow night," I laugh, turning to face him and ignoring the pain in my side. 

"Why not?" He pouts.

"Because Amber said so," I answer honestly, breaking free from him and walking to his bedroom. I grab my nightie and enter the bathroom to change and take off of my makeup.

"But...no," He responds. I laugh, shutting the door to change. Once I'm changed I go to the bedroom. 

"Zayn what are we going to do about Kriss?" I ask him, seriously thinking about it. I sit on the bed, and look at him.

"I don't know," He answers, coming to sit next to me.

"I think the best thing we can do is let your sister adopt her," I say quietly. He looks at me, eyes solid, but doesn't say anything. "Clearly Doniya cares about her just as much as we do. Kriss would get a safe home and we could see her practically whenever we wanted without worrying about having her as a full time responsibility," I tell him.

"Yea, I guess that's a good idea. But she's so attached to us," He replies.

"Which is why we can't let an outside family adopt her. With Doniya taking her we can see her all of the time," I respond.

"Okay. I just want what's best for her," He says.

"Yeah me too," I reply. We climb into bed and wrapped in his arms I look up at him. "Where do you see us in the future?" I ask him softly.

"I fully intend on marrying you," He says and I've never seen him do anything more seriously. 

"Oh yeah?" I question, trying to keep the mood light. He nods, pulling me closer against him. "And how many children are we going to have?" I ask him.

"As long as we have a mini me and a little girl as beautiful as you I'm fine. But I'll love however many you make," He says.

"You realize it takes both of us to make one right?" I ask him.

"Yeah I know," He replies. I ignore the pain from laying on my side as we talk a little longer. "I'm not going to lose you," He says like he did earlier. 

"Zayn," I sigh.

"No," He puts a finger against my lips. "I'm tired of losing the things I love," He replies. My eyes widen as he says that. He removes his finger. "Yes Alex. You heard me right. I love you," He says. 

I move up so that my face is level with his. "I love you too," I whisper and kiss his lips gently. He presses me against him tightly as if he would lose me if he lets go. "Now let's go to sleep," I say managing to push away just enough to say it against his lips. He chuckles and loosens his grip, allowing me to nestle into his neck and intertwine our legs.

 

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