Hybrid Love, Ziall

Trust

Niall POV: I woke up in something fluffy and an arm wrapped around my waist. Memories of what happened yesterday started flooding back to me. Being at the Black Market, being sold, Zayn giving me a bath, him letting me sleep with him!!! I felt the arm tighten around me."Good Morning,Niall"Zayn said with his sleepy morning voice.I don't know what to do since I don't know how to talk. I roll over to face him and smile. "Would you like something to eat?" He asked. I nod. He moves the covers off him and rolls off the bed. He walks over to my side and picks up the covers."Do you need some help?" I nodded ashamed. He carefully picks me up and carries me down the stairs. He walked into the food room, and set me down on one of the chairs in there. I just sat there awkwardly, as he cooked food. I should be making him food, I mean that's all I am good for. I am so pathetic, I can't even stand to help make food. My wings were starting to hurt my back lately. I mean they are pretty big, they are maybe 14ft wide and 13ft long. I whimpered a bit and tried to stretch my wings out but they were to big. Zayn must've heard me and he turned. "Niall what's wrong?" He asked. I pointed to my wings and whimpered. He turned off the food cooking thing(AN:the stove)
He gently picked up my right wing, I cried out in pain. He looked very concerned."Niall do you know how to write?" He asked. I did know how to write surprisingly, so I nodded. He gave me a piece of paper and a pencil. I wrote down " my back hurts unbelievably bad, my wings are weighing me down it feels like my back is being ripped apart" I handed him the paper. His expression was worry, concern, and compassion. "Niall, I am going to make you a doctors appointment" he said. I nodded. I stretched my wings again trying to stop the pain. He hesitantly turned the food cooking thing, and continued. He set a plate of bacon, eggs, toast and orange juice in front of me. I was shocked, this can't be mine, it's a ton of food. I usually don't get anything. I looked at the plate then to Zayn, making sure that all of this was mine. "Yes Niall that's all yours" he responded kinda confused. He sat across from me and with his plate and started eating. I picked up my fork and started eating. Once he and I had finished, I picked up my plate and his. I stood up, I couldn't believe I could finally stand!"You stood up Niall!!!" Zayn said sounding very happy. "But let me get the plates" he said. He took the plates and set them in the sink. He motioned me to follow him and I did, my wings dragging behind me. He sat down on the couch and so did I. "I'm going to call the hybrid doctor, ok?" He said. I nodded. He pulled out his phone and dialled a number. "Hello, this is Zayn Malik,I am calling about my raven hybrid, who has said his wings are weighing down on his back, and it feels like his back is being ripped apart. He paused letting the person on the other line to speak. "Ok thanks" he said into the phone. He hung up and said "Ok Niall your appointment is tomorrow at 10:00am"
I nodded ok. Man can I last that long. He turned on the TV and I put my head on his shoulder and feel asleep, feeling safe.