Unbroken: A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter Fourteen

QUICK NOTE

The josh in the story has nothing to do with the boys drummer. Pure coincidence, I wanted the two to be brothers and I got the idea from two friends of mine, jake and josh, who are brothers.

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Allison's P.O.V

It's only been about two days living here in the cabin with the boys and my entire life has been folded around like an origami swan. I'm absolutely in love with them! Not the way I am with Zayn, but it's like having the four older brothers I never had.

Louis and I have become the closest, maybe it's his insane personality, probably is. Me and the boys all get along incredibly but me and Louis just clicked from the first day we met. He was hilarious, random, crazy, energetic, even scary sometimes. The good scary that gives you that horrified feeling in your stomach that you're going to be tickled till you cant breath anymore, i love it.

I've learned Niall is always hungry and when I say always I mean always! The day that boy says he's not hungry is because he's forced to because he ate every last crumb of food in the world, funny thing is I've never seen him eat. I've seen him take a couple bites of pizza every once in a while but I've never seen him eat a full meal. Come to think of it, I've never seen any of the boys eat a full meal. I'll surprise them later.

Harry and I are like brother and sister, he protected me and always watched over me. If I ever woke up at night from having a nightmare and if by chance Zayn was out, which almost never happened, he was the one to run into my room and calm me down. He had an amazing voice, they all did but his was raspy and for some reason was just really soothing. A major plus was his curls, you could never be bored with those little slinky's to play around with.

Liam is an absolute sweetheart. When I first met him he was a little distant and I really did think he didn't like me much but I've gotten to know him a lot more and I've learned that it's just part of his personality. He's a little more distant from people until he gets comfortable, then he's a totally different person. Like I guessed when I first saw him, he's the mature one out of the five, but he knows how to have fun. He goes out when the boys ask him too, but he prefers to stay home and watch movies, toy story especially, the trilogy back to back if possible.

Zayn though, Zayn was everything to me. He was a little bit of all the boys put into one and more. He had Louis randomness, Niall's carefree life style, Harry's protective instinct, and Liam's sweetness, on top of all that he was mine. He had seen me when I was so low that I wouldn't let my own parents see me, he had seen me when I was having one of my perky days and nothing could calm me down, he's seen me through it all and somehow he still manages to put up with me. He says he loves how I can go from one personality to another in .2 seconds, but I know he's just being nice.

I woke up that morning and I went downstairs, Louis hadn't woken my up like he always did by running in and jumping on my bed like a wild man. He must've gone out, he's spent nearly two weeks locked up in the cabin anyways. I swear it's as if they were taking shifts staying with me, I'm going crazy. I walked into the kitchen looking around for any sign of any of the boys, did they all go out together?

"Zayn?" I poked my head into our room and looked around but his side hadn't been touched.

"Louis darling!" I shouted spinning around in a circle getting a look around the entire second floor. Nothing.

"Liam? Niall? Hazza?" I walked around hugging my self looking for any sign of them but everything looked like it had at night.

Maybe they did just go out. I wouldn't blame them, being cooped up in this cabin for as long as they'd been they were probably itching to see something different. I didn't mind, I finally got some time to myself, the quiet was refreshing. Normally Louis would be screeching, Harry would be complaining about Louis not letting him get a piggy back ride, Niall would complain about how hungry he was, Liam would shout trying to control it and Zayn would complain that he could never sleep anymore. Now it was completely silent, not even a bird was chirping. I smiled and looked around one last time making sure I was really alone, which I was. I bolted up the stairs and into my room where I had my suitcase, I don't think I'm ever going to unpack the thing, I pulled out my black polka-dot bikini and pulled it on as quick as I could not wanting to waste a minute of my time. I walked onto my balcony and got a look around, the weather was perfect. Not a cloud, it wasn't hot but it's wasn't cold, no breeze, it was truly perfect. I made my way to the glass doors that surprisingly no one had even looked at yet and slid them open easily skipping on the stepping stones that led to the lake. When I got to the lake I couldn't help but smile, the sight was amazing. It had a cute little dock with a couple row boats, we'd definitely be using those later, it had a little garden by it with a little bench and fountain. It had a gazebo farther back that was pure white as if weather had no affect on it, how had we not seen all this before? I dropped my towel on the bench and ran to the dock jumping into the lake. I was prepared to feel the ice cold water run up my back but I came up to a pleasant surprise, the water was warm enough that it felt like it had been heated. I felt bad for enjoying myself so much without the boys, but everyone needs their own time every now and then. I let myself relax and started floating on my back letting the water carry me around, I stated up at the sky and would probably watch the clouds but, there were none. I haven't slept comfortably in days, I keep getting that weird feeling that I'm being watched but every time I look around there's never anyone there. I could swear that I see eyes sometimes, I can tell that they're two different pairs of eyes, one pair are a dark red, while the other are a striking blue. I didn't think it was possible but it they're we're even brighter than Niall's. Normally I would fall in love with eyes like those but these, they had something dark behind them, almost as if they looked like that to lie you in, those were scary but the red ones? Those were utterly terrifying. They could stare right through you as if you were completely see through, it was like looking into two orbs of fire and rage, why would I keep seeing them? Every time I go to where they were there's never anything there! I can't tell the boys about it because i know it's going to worry them, I even try keeping it out of my mind as much as I can because they're practically professionals at reading me. They can tell when I'm lying so hiding it from them is pointless, out of sight out of mind right? Or in my case out of mind out of sight, I hope.

I hadn't realized how long I had been in the water and frowned when I saw my fingers were starting to wrinkle. I swam over to the dock and pulled my self up lying down on it letting my legs dangle over the edge so I could still kick the water around. Where we're the boys? How long have they been gone anyways? I started getting the weird feeling again and I closed my eyes.

"Out of mind out of sight, out of mind out of sight, out of mind out of sight." I kept whispering that little phrase to myself over and over again trying to calm myself down. This time the feeling felt so much worse, it was stronger, it wasn't just a little shiver at the bottom of my spine, it was fear. I clenched my eyes tighter and I heard a ripple in the water. I shot my eyes open and when I was about to sit up and run back to the cabin I felt something ice cold grab my ankle. I looked down and saw them, those red eyes. I didn't want to see his face, I couldn't bare to, I was too scared of what I would see. I did what anyone would do, I screamed. I took in the deepest breath I've ever taken in my life and screamed loud enough that I could've sworn the windows in the cabin would've cracked if I was closer. I managed to get the scream out of my throat, but I regretted it becasue right after I was dragged into the water. I looked around desperately trying to see who it was praying to see one of the boys playing a horrible joke on me, but all I saw was the dark water swirling around me. The grip stayed on my ankle and I could feel each icy finger holding onto me keeping me from the surface. After I screamed I didn't take a breath, I barely had time to realize what was going on! All I knew was I was in big trouble. The boys were nowhere to be found, and I was here, drowning, and being held by someone who seemed completely unaffected by the water. I felt my eyes watering, I didn't think that was even possible. I could hear my heart booming in my ears and I swore my eardrums would burst, My chest was heaving and I kept swinging my legs but it was an iron grip I had on my ankle. I looked up and relaxed completely watching the last little air bubbles leaving my mouth and floating up to the surface. Black dots started forming alone my vision and one thing snapped into my mind. Zayn.

The last thing I saw were those horrible red eyes staring at me one last time, this time I saw a pair of lips pulled into a smile that will never leave me.

Everything went black after that.