I Am Cannibal - Ziall

Games

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Niall's Pov

White lips, pale face. That's how I can describe myself right now, the rush of fear surging through my body endlessly. I was awake, but I kept my eyes shut underneath the blankets. I didn't want to wake up to reality, because now I know the truth. And so does Liam, what would he do if I told anyone? People would start to discover Perrie's death, this charade can't go on any longer knowing she's dead! Dead.. That's what one of my new best friends is right now. And I was too and weak to try and stop them from devouring her flesh right in front of me. What kind of friend am I.

Guilt, and mourning. An excellent way to start off your day, but I somehow wished I was dead. That way I wouldn't have to face anymore of my friends deaths, let alone my best friends Ciel and Misa. Sigh.

I reluctantly pulled down the blanket from my face carefully. I peeked and made sure the others were sound asleep. Zayn's asleep. Harry's asleep. Louis's asleep. But Liam... Oh no, God decided to wake him up early to be reading a book! And the worst part about it is, it's a book of recipes. My lips quiver at the sight of Liam, c'mon Niall. He can't do anything out of the ordinary!

I looked out the cabin's window and it felt like a gloomy day. The clouds were covering up the once bright sun. It might it even rain today, just my luck. What a dark and gloomy day. But you can't always have sunshine everyday right? I slowly sat up on my bed, rubbing the sleepiness away from my eyes. Creaks left the bed as I did so in the process. Liam unfortunately heard them and lightly chuckled at me. What's his problem...

I reluctantly said, "Good morning..." What the hell is wrong with me?

"Good morning dinner. I mean Niall." A sadistic smile, slowly spreading upon his face. Which was my signal to get up and get ready as soon as possible. I fumbled to quickly pull on my sweats and run out the door, why won't this damn door open! Liam had an amused smile and held up a simple gold key. "Zayn told me to keep an eye out for you, he said he wanted to talk to you?" He's having more fun toying with me!

"Liam p-please. I-I'm just going t-to get breakfast." I stuttered, fear saturating my voice.

He shook his head with a little smile, "sorry Nialler, rules are rules." He put the key back in his pocket and continued reading. I wanted to confront him, but how can I do so without getting killed myself? Just say it Niall! Zayn obviously fancies you, Liam can't do much! Well here goes nothing.

"Li-Liam. I think we should talk." I said slowly, crap why I'm I so stupid.. I waited for him to respond, he put his book down and cocked an eyebrow at me. "Oh? About what?" He asked suspiciously. I motioned for him to sit down next to me on my bed, since we really couldn't go outside... Damn Zayn and his blasted orders... Liam trudged over to the bed and sat down waiting for me to trail back on.

I let out a shaky exhale, "I was right when I said you guys were... C-c-c..." I stopped, and shook my head. Why I'm I crying, why is this so difficult for me to call him out about being a cannibal?

"I'm not following you Niall." Liam said bluntly.

"Bullshit!" I hissed. "You know what I was going to say!" I argued. Why is he acting so clueless?!

"And what might that be." He said curtly.

I stared into his eyes, his pupils dilated but darkness didn't surround them. So I was safe, for now that is. I gulped, "You're a cannibal." I whispered. An eerie silence followed afterwards, he just stared into my eyes. Never breaking eye contact, I heard a buzzing noise in my ears, the silence is killing me. He stared longer, suspense is going to end me! A tear drop left my eye from staring to long, so I blinked and noticed he stood up. "You're right." He said coldly. He slowly started walking back but my tentative hand wrapped around his wrist.