7. Chapter 7
Earlier, when we had arrived back at the palace, I wanted nothing more than to smack the look Louis had been giving my sister right off his face. He had this look of lust and hunger in his eyes as he stared at my sister intensively.
Have you ever felt so protective of someone, you would do anything to protect them? Well, that's how I feel about my sister. I would do anything to keep her safe, even if that means risking my life in the process.
“So, do you want to explain who this girl is? You clearly know her from somewhere,” Harry asked as he walked into my room. I smiled as I looked down at the frail girl in my arms before replying to Harry’s question.
“I’m sorry love,” he said sympathy clearly heard in his voice. I just simply shrugged it off not wanting his sympathy.
“The girl who is lying in my arms would be my younger sister. I don’t know how she had managed to be in the position she was in. All I know is my mother had been taken away by the government, leaving my sister to fend for herself,” I explained truthfully. As soon as I had said that, sympathy filled his features.
“It’s fine, it’s not like my parents were the only ones who had been taken away by the government,” I said, as if it were no big deal.
“What do you mean?” He asked, as if he didn’t have clue as to the execution of anyone who knew anything of the olden ways. The ways before the world had been over ruled by vampires.
“You know, the millions of people who are being murdered for simply knowing anything of the olden ways,” I replied with a ‘duh’ tone.
“Wait a second, there killing people for just simply knowing of the olden ways? I knew they were punishing anyone they caught teaching the olden ways, but I didn’t know they killed them for just simply knowing!” Harry exclaimed, as his eyes turned a dark red and he speed out of the room. I’ve never seen him so angry before. And honestly, it scared me.
I heard the sound of my bedroom door opening, and I didn’t even bother to look up. I just figure it was either Harry or one of the maids or something. Man could I be more wrong.
“Hello darling,” My head snapped up at the sound of the voice. And who stood in front of me was the one and only Zayn Malik.
“Hi,” I said shyly, as he walked into my room.
“I bet you’re wondering why I’m here, am I correct?” Zayn asked, and I only nodded my head slowly.
“Well you see my dear, I have the ability to see the future. And last night I saw something, something I didn’t like. I’m only here to make sure it doesn’t happen,” he explained, before he speed out of the room leaving me confused as to what it is he saw and what it had to do with me.
A/N Sorry for such a short chapter but I wrote this on a phone. Do you know how frustrating it is to type up a story on the phone? Very frustrating lets just put it at that. But what do you think it is that Zayn saw? And what does it have to do with Ariella?