SIX (a 1D fanfiction)

Blurry Lights

song: they don't know about us by im-not-telling-you-the-artist-name-bc-if-you-dont-know-this-you-shouldnt-be-reading-this-fanfic

"uh...hi." You finally opened the door to find Z on the floor, his back against the wall waiting for you like he promised, playing with a leaf from the plant that you found knocked over the other day but picked up.

He stood to his feet when he heard you. "Oh, hi," he said. "Y-you look good. Uhm- Great even. You're-"

"Thanks," you say, stepping out of the apartment and locking it behind you. You and Z walk to his car and drove off.

When you get to the party, you found Maddy there, a bright look on her face when you stepped in. "Hey bestieeeeeee," she said, crashing into you and giving you a hug.

You were never a big fan of hugging, or anything touch-ey for that matter, but when Maddy is your best friend, you kind of get used to it. 

"Hey," you say, pulling away, then turning to Z. "Uhm, Maddy, this is Z, Z this is Maddy."

They say hi, and then you guys go off to have another long chat about random things in your life that hardly matter but you talk about them anyway. 

"So..." you decided to ask. "What is it with those sunglasses?" You laugh, so does Z. 

"They make me look cool," Z replied. "Even though-" he gestured to himself. "- that's pretty much already covered."

You both laugh. "But actually," you say, really curious. "How am i supposed to know what color your eyes are?"

"brown. There i told you," he said. "Problem solved."

You rolled your eyes, and pretended to let the subject go, then quickly reached up to his face and pulled off the sunglasses. 

And stood shocked.

You had noticed the boy sounded and looked a bit familiar before, but you could never put your finger on who it was. 

"Oh my god," you say. "Oh my god oh my god oh my god you're-,"

Then he pulled out something that looked like a walkie-talkie from his pocked and spoke. "Harry i might need some backup. She knows."

You stood in shock and confusion as "Z" cupped a hand over your mouth and dragged you outside the building. 

"You're-,"

"Yes yes," he said. "We all know. I'm-" he uses air quotes- "'ZaYn MaLiK' Now would you shut up about it?"

"Why did you drag me out here?"

"I'm kidnapping you."

"No you're not."

"Got me. Nope- I'm not. We are."

Out of the corner of the eye you saw that one curly-headed from the other night at this exact party who offered to walk you home. But he didn't have the dark clothes or sunglasses now. 

And he was also Harry Styles.

Of course.

Makes total sense.

Zayn Malik and Harry Styles are kidnapping you at a party.

Total sense.

You were about to run, but Zayn was too quick and grabbed you, and Harry came up and put a cloth to your nose and mouth that smelled funny, and then all of the outside street lights went blurry, and that's when everything went dark.