Point Out My Direction (A One Direction Story)

Chapter 7- Time to call Paul

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This chapter might be a filler so you guys can see how Paul reacts. And poor Niall! :( It will get better for him! ....Maybe.... This chapter is long! :)

Anyways onto chapter 7! :)

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*Zayn's POV*

I slowly open my eyes as light shines in the room. Light? I look around and see there is a window across the room. How come I haven't noticed that? The window has metalbars on it so we can't try to escape. I lift my hand up to my face and rub my eyes. Rub my eyes? I look down and see I'm untied. When did this happen? There is no tape on me anywhere. I look to the other boys and see that Harry is the only one untied like me. Niall is still taped to his chair and Louis and Liam are still attached to the wall.

Wait a sec. I look back to the wall and see four more belts attached to the wall like Louis is. Nobody else is awake except Niall. Wait. Niall! I crawl over to him while my back is in pain still and I don't want to make any commotion to attract Robert or even.... Chloe... I shiver at the thought if of her name. I finally make it to Niall to see tears pouring down his face. What happened when I fell unconscious?

I reach out to his leg and poke him.

"Niall. What's wr... wrong?"

He looks down at me and then looks away. He doesn't even look like he has left that chair and he looks perfectly fine. Didn't he get whipped too?

"Did she whip you?" I ask. He shakes his head no.

"Niall. Look at me and talk to me." He shakes his head no again.

"Niall talk to me please! What did she do to you?" I ask as I try to lean on his legs.

Ouch! That hurt and I grunt in pain. I forgot about my back even though I crawled over here thinking about it. It's probably purple....

"I can't Zayn. You shouldn't even be talking to me right now. It's all my f... fa... fault." he says and the tears fall quicker now.

"Why would we not talk to you? We are your best friends Niall." I say.

"It was my fault for trying to escape and it made you guys get punished. All she made me do was watch and then tell me that it was all my fault and you guys were never going to forgive me. She is right. I don't deserve to be friends with you anymore." he says.

What? Why would he think that?

"Why would you ever think that Niall? We would have gotten whipped eventually... It's not your fault Niall. Don't listen to her. She is a bitch. She enjoyed seeing our pain. She is sick, all of them. Cody, Robert, and Billy. Stay still. I'm going to untie you now." I tell him as a tear slips out.

All he does is nod while I untie his hands. When I'm done, he slides down into the floor and lays my head on my shoulder. I rub his arm and comfort him. I start thinking that if she was telling him all that, then she is trying to play mind games with us. She is trying to get us to break and get angry at each other. I will make sure that never happens. My eyelids start to droop shut as I feel Niall's heavy breathing on my shoulder.