Niall did ground me, but only for today. Then, I was allowed to go places again and take Beckett places he's never been.
Last night, he had slept on the couch in the living area. I invited him to come in my room and make a small bed on the floor if he wanted but he never did. So, I ended up sleeping on the floor next to the couch.
I kept tossing and turning all night as horrifying scenes played over and over in my head until I decided to stay awake, and I got up to get a snack in the kitchen until I fell back asleep.
"Snip?" I heard Beck's voice carry through my dream.
I opened one eye at a time and grumbled, "What?"
"Why did you sleep on the floor?"
I had forgotten I was even in the living room at the time.
"I don't remember..." I drifted off. I looked at the clock on the wall, then gave up and pulled my phone out from under the pillow. It read 10:32, though it felt like five in the morning.
"Get up, Snip."
I took his hand and he pulled me up.
"I'm hungry," I chanted, heading towards the kitchen. Beck followed me into the kitchen where I scavenged for food in the pantry and fridge.
"Is this like the first thing regular humans do when they wake up?" He asked.
I turned around and gave him a glare.
"No because I'm not regular."
"I know you aren't. That's why we're best friends."
I grabbed a package of Poptarts and set one in front of him and then opened mine. He looked unsure for a minute, until I said, "It's good, I promise."
He slowly tore off a piece and bit it, a wide-eyed expression on his face.
"Wow," he said after he finished. He grabbed the rest and quickly ate it, savoring each bite as well.
"What are those?" He asked.
"Um, Poptarts?" I finished mine and grabbed both of our wrappers.
"They're delicious."
"Yep."
Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted and a pair of strong arms grasp around me. The first thing that came to mind was Quick Ally, run!
But then I turned around and saw Zayn staring back at me.
"You douche! You scared me!" I yelled and whispered, slapping his arm.
"Oh, you love me too much to call me that!" He said, planting a kiss on my cheek.
"I'll call you whatever I want."
"I always liked your feisty side, Ally."
"Good. Because I'll get even more feisty if you keep scaring me like that! I'm serious, I was about to start running!"
His grip tightened as he saw Beckett and a small sneer ran across his unshaven face.
"Hello, Beckett," he almost growled.
"Hey... Zayn, right?"
Beckett looked happy and clueless as Zayn reached for an orange on the kitchen table, unaware that he knew how to shove it down his throat and totally choke him to death.
Zayn had started to boil, and I knew very soon- he would reach his boiling point of jealousy. And it wouldn't be pretty at all.
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