Twisted (Sequel to Without You)

SEQUEL to Without You! Zayn Malik was just getting back on his feet, he was just accepting the fate that had happened to him and the one he loved Niall Horan. He had moved on, yes it was with a bad person, but he didn't see it like that. He wasn't ready for the news that escaped his new lovers lips, he wasn't ready for the news that would change everything.


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15. It is what it is

Hey! updateeee so yeah... not much to say today. I started a new story but it's on Instagram! so if you'd like to read it you can read it there. My user is @tommosgirl16 Follow meeee :)

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-Harry’s POV-

 

How could I let this come to this? I could have done anything to get Simon to stop, he knows I love Guy. He knows I don’t want to see him get hurt. But what does he do? He goes right on ahead and pushed a gun to his head. I knew this would happen. I knew it, and I didn’t do anything about it. I am a horrible person, a horrible boyfriend. I deserve to be the one at the end of that gun. Not Guy. He hasn’t done anything wrong, if anything he has done something right. He helped Niall escape from me, I shouldn’t have called Simon and asked him to help me with Niall again. I shouldn’t have done anything to Niall. But me being the jealous prick that I am, had to come in and fuck everything up. I met Guy, and I love him. I really do love him. Sure I haven’t told him that yet, but I was waiting for the right moment. I wanted it to be special. I watched as Guy shut his eyes tightly. I couldn’t stand to watch. But I had to do something, I couldn’t just let him die like this.

 

“Simon Please!!” I shouted. But he didn’t listen to me. He didn’t even look up at me, it was like I hadn’t even spoken a word to him. Guy just kept mouthing something at me. I focused on his lips and tried to understand what he was saying. And then I saw it. He was saying ‘I love you’ my heart clenched. He loves me? He loves me and I couldn’t even tell it to him back because of Simon. I leapt forward aiming to grab Simons arm to stop him, but it was too late. A loud boom echoed throughout the parking lot. Guy’s body fell in a heap on the concrete. I sobbed, he was gone. Simon glared down at me as I cried.

 

“Come on we need to get out of here!” He shouted at me. I didn’t listen I crawled over to the lifeless body on the floor and wrapped my arms around him I cried into him and just kept repeating over and over.

 

“I love you”

 

Simon groaned and stalked off back to his car taking his gun with him. I cried and cried until I felt myself going numb. A sheet of black cloaked over my body as I fell into the sweet surrender of unconsciousness.

 

-Niall’s POV-

 

Zayn and I are finally to the hotel Guy had arranged for us to be at. We are somewhere on the outskirts of London, but I have no idea where exactly that is. Zayn seems to know his way around here so that’s all that really matters. Zayn and I are sitting on the bed, cuddled together watching TV.

 

“When are we going to be safe Z?” I ask out of the blue. Zayn looks down at me and gives me a soft smile. He cups my cheeks and kisses my lips lightly.

 

“I don’t know baby, I really don’t know.” He says honestly I nod and focus back onto the TV. The screen flashes and suddenly the news is on.

 

“Breaking news! Man shot out of cold blood at Bushman hotel. Man was killed, found with his boyfriend. No one knows why or how this happened. Boyfriend is being sent to psychiatric ward at Sunny Days psychiatric hospital in London. More to come tonight at 11.” A female announcer says quickly. Everything seems to freeze when they show a picture of Guy on the TV. It’s a picture of his smiling and with Harry, obviously before he was, killed. I can feel Zayn tightening his grip around my waist. I look up at him and he has worried eyes.

 

“What do we do Zayn?” I ask, my voice coming out small and scared. He looks down at me like I just asked him for the key to happiness. He opened his mouth to speak, but shut it quickly. He shook his head, but I knew he was thinking of what we had to do in order to be safe.

 

“I think, we should stay here for the 3 months that Guy had booked, and then see what happens after. Maybe Harry will come clean.” He says softly. I nod, I doesn’t seem like such a bad idea. This hotel is very nice and no one knows we are here so I think the plan could work. But we need to go to the store and get me some more pregnancy medication. Zayn must have known or had been smart enough to bring them with him before he came here because he walked to the suitcase and pulled out my jar of prenatal vitamins.

 

“I had a feeling you would be needing these so I brought them, and your morning sickness medication.” He said with a slight blush. I smiled, this is why I love him. So this is what we have to do then, for the next 3 months. Just stay in our hotel and only leave when completely necessary. We can’t risk anyone seeing us, especially if they are friends with Simon.

 

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A few weeks past and everything is fine, I am starting to show a lot, no one really knows why because I’m only barely 2 months pregnant. I need to go and see Dr. Higgins soon, Zayn is trying to think of the safest way possible for us to get there. As of right now Louis and Liam don’t even know where we are. They know we are hiding, and we are safe but that’s it. They don’t know anything else. Zayn has been on the phone all afternoon, my stomach feels a little funny this morning, I feel a fluttering in my stomach, I haven’t mention anything because I thought I was just hungry. But it’s been going on almost all day. Zayn hung up the phone and turned to me with a grin.

 

“Good news then?” I ask with a smile. He nods and comes to sit on the bed with me, he rubs my stomach and coo’s down to it.

 

“Paul said we can come visit him in secret today, and we can find out the gender of our little baby!” He says the last part in a baby voice against my medium sized baby bump. I giggle and run my finger through his hair.

 

“Okay. Sounds great. I’ll get ready now then!” I smiled and tried to get up, but it was starting to get difficult. Zayn pressed his hand on my shoulder slowly making me sit back down. I gave him an annoyed look, why won’t he let me get up?

 

“Stay baby, I’ll get you your things. Paul said he doesn’t want you to strain yourself, I told him you were getting big and he sounded confused. So just stay here okay?” Zayn said cautiously. I nodded, Dr. Higgins is worried about me? Why is he confused? None of this sounds good, especially for my baby. I sat and tried to calm myself, I don’t want to stress myself out there’s probably nothing wrong. I am worrying for no reason. Zayn got me my clothes and helped me into them. Once we were both ready we went down to our car. Zayn checked around to make sure no one was in the parking lot before we left. Once the coast was clear we hurried, as quickly and safely, as possible to the car. We both got in and buckled up.

 

“Dr. Higgins doesn’t think there’s something wrong with our baby right?” I ask hesitantly. To be quite honest I would rather him lie to me and say everything is fine then know that something is wrong. I am new to being a father, but I am already very attached to the baby growing inside of me. I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost my baby.  Zayn sighed and shook his head, that’s not a good sign…

 

“He doesn’t know anything yet Ni, he thinks it’s odd that you are so large already. He is going to check and make sure our baby is okay. I am sure everything’s alright, we probably just have a large little guy in there” He says with a smile, trying to calm me down. Unfortunately that does the opposite. I feel myself starting to panic. I also need to tell Zayn about how I have been getting shortness of breath at night. Dr. Higgins has a lot to worry about now, great. We drove to a hospital I had never been to before. But I’m assuming this is where Dr. Higgins is today. Zayn helped me out of the car and walked me up to the front door. We sat in the waiting room, Zayn holding my hand the entire way. A woman walked by and I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head when she saw my stomach. I have been able to pass as just being fat, but now it’s obvious that my bump isn’t fat. I watched as Zayn glared at her and she rushed out of the room. A nurse walked over to us shortly after and walked us to a more private waiting area. I gave her a thankful look and she smiled before leaving.

 

“I should walk back out there and knock that bitch out, but I won’t because I know you wouldn’t want that.” Zayn snarled, referring to the woman who looked at me in the waiting room. I shook my head and squeezed his hand.

 

“You’re right Zayn, I wouldn’t want you to do that.” I assured him. He sighed and held my hand, we waited for about another 5 minutes before a very familiar doctor walked into the room. He gave me one glance and his eyes grew slightly wider.

 

“Hey Niall, looks like you’re beginning to show yeah?” He asked. He’s good at hiding his worry if he is really as worried as Zayn made him out to be. I nodded and looked down at my bulging stomach.

 

“Okay, well were going to get you to have an ultra sound okay?” He said Zayn and I both nodded and he called in a few nurses who helped me into the ultra sound room.

 

“Lift your shirt for me please?” A nurse with wild red hair smiled. I lifted my shirt and she grabbed a wand and a tube.

 

“I’m going to put some gel on the wand and rub it over your stomach, it might tickle in some areas but you will feel slight pressure.” She explained. I bit my lip and waited to feel the cool gel. I was shocked when the gel was warm. I have read and heard that when you have an ultra sound the gel’s cold but it wasn’t. It was the perfect temperature. (A/N this is legit… I had one and I was actually surprised it was my body temperature. I thought it would be cold like I have read in fanfics… the more you know!) She turned the monitor to face both Zayn and i. He squeezed my hand as she slowly moved the wand around my stomach. Everything on the screen was grey and when she went over my organs they all looked like spooky faces you would see during Halloween. She finally got to, well I guess I have a uterus, my uterus. She stopped and smiled.

 

“You see that?” She said I looked at the screen and my eyes welled, you could see the form of a tiny baby. I smiled and Zayn squeezed my hand.

 

“Yes.” I croaked out. It was my baby, I could see my baby.

 

“Do you want to know the gender?” She asked. I looked to Zayn and nodded. I don’t think he really cared, he wanted it to be up to me.

 

“Sure” I said. She moved the wand around some more. I watched as the angles of the screen changed as she moved the wand.

 

“Let’s see, you have a….”

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Hehe cliff hanger... So I am taking votes, boy or girl? lemme know peeps! Also, if you disagree with how I described the ultra sound, you obviously have never had one. I recently had one and it's exactly how I described. The gel isn't cold, so anyone who writes that it is, is wrong but they can describe it how they wish :) SO GIRL OR BOY next chapter will be up faster if you vote faster!

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