Unbroken: A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter Six Continued

Allison's P.O.V

Screaming, metal crunching, glass shattering, and screams. It's all I heard. I shot up in bed panting and sweating closing my eyes again. The same sounds that haunted me for nearly a year now. It had been so long since it happened and I could never get passed it, why couldn't I just have ONE night without waking up like this? I glanced at my clock an shook my head before lying it into my hands. 4:30, it was always around this time I would wake up. The nightmare was inescapable, it was like being locked in a room every day and knowing exactly what would happen, but it still scares you every time to your core. I opened my eyes again realizing I was crying, I quickly wiped my eyes and got up heading into the kitchen as quietly as possible. I poked my head into Zayn's room, sound asleep. I smiled to myself remembering everything that had happened in the past few days, it still felt like a dream. I walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water leaning my head agains the cold surface of the refrigerator. I closed my eyes letting myself relax and calm down again. "Alli?" I heard Zayn groan softly and looked up to see him rubbing his eyes standing by the hallway. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you." I put the glass on the counter keeping my head against the fridge. He walked over and put his hand on my forehead softly, he's always so cold lately, it felt amazing right now. "You're burning up, are you felling okay?" He was looking at me, worry covering his face, he kept his hand on my forehead seeing me relax into it. "I had a nightmare and woke up, I'm fine." I went to walk around him to put my glass back in the sink but stumbled over my own feet into him. "Come on you're not fine." He whispered picking me up gently taking me back to my room. He lied me on my bed and put his hand back on my forehead. "Zayn I'm fine. I mumbled closing my eyes, I was worn out. "Stop saying you're fine, you're not fine." He walked out to the kitchen and came back with a first aid kit popping a thermometer into my mouth. I sighed and decided not to fight back, I honestly didnt have it in me to fight back. He was walking all around the apartment, he had an ice pack on my forehead, medicine on my table, and the most worried expression I've ever seen on his face. Honestly, it was adorable. He pulled the thermometer from my mouth and shook his head brushing his thumb against my cheek. "You have a fever Alli, why didnt you tell me you felt bad." He sat next to me on the bed lying his arm over my lap. "I felt fine earlier." I pouted sitting up and replacing the ice pack with his hand. It felt colder, better. He reached over picking up a bottle of medicine and a spoon, he was so protective. "Open up." He poured the medicine onto the spoon holding it close to my mouth. I shook my head quickly crossing my hands over my mouth. "No way, that smells disgusting." I closed my eyes feeling dizzy after shaking my head too much. "Babe, if you don't drink it your fevers just going to get higher, please." He looked me in the eyes pleadingly, he was truly worried. I sighed and opened my mouth pinching my nose shut. He slipped the spoon into my mouth and I swallowed the medicine as quick as I could. It was worse than I thought. I frowned coughing slightly grabbing a glass of water from my table washing the taste from my mouth. "It wasnt that bad, you'll feel better now." He kissed my forehead softly brushing my hair back. He lied me back down and I frowned holding onto his hand. He paused and looked me over before getting up and walking around the other side of the bed and lied down next to me. I lied on my side lying my hand on his chest. "You're going to get sick." I looked up at him dropping his hand back onto my forehead. He looked up to the ceiling rubbing his thumb against my forehead softly. "Don't worry about me getting sick,i promise I won't." He smiled slightly pulling me closer to him, he was cold and I could feel myself cooling down with him. I lied my head on his chest and fell asleep as quick as I had woken up. Wrapped in his arms, I was as comfortable and happy as a person could get.

Zayn's P.O.V

I lied there staring up at the ceiling, I kept my arms around her waiting to feel her skin cool off more. I wouldn't leave tonight, as much as I wanted to, I couldn't leave her like this. I wanted to leave, but not to feed, I couldn't care less abut that. I wanted to find them, I needed to find them. The things I would say, the things I would do when I did finally find them. This would give me an excuse not to take her out tomorrow. I wanted to take her somewhere nice and have fun, show her how much she really meant to me. I wouldn't dare take her out with them in the same state, let alone neighborhood. I furrowed my eyebrows and ran my free hand through my hair. What if I did take her somewhere? I could get her away from here, far away, just long enough for them to not find us and give up. I smiled and looked down at her, I didnt think I'd ever get to say it, even under the circumstances. Road trip