Golden Bluebird (Ziall love story) DISCONTINUED SORRY GUYS :c

Chapter Three

I woke up, but it was dark and cold. I tried to look around, but all I saw was blackness. I tried to call out, in case anyone was there. But I made no sound. I started to panic and feel like some walls were closing in on me. I was scared; confused. I didn't know what was going to happen next. All of a sudden, I heard a voice talking in the distance. It sounded close, but not close enough to be in the same room. I began to understand what the voice was saying. But, I couldn't really figure out most of the words. The voice got closer and then suddenly stopped. Something was yanked off my head, well, eyes to be exact. My eyes opened but shut immediately because of the blinding light. When I opened then again, my eyes focused more and I looked around. I looked up and saw two figures in front of me. They were wearing masks though, so I couldn't identify them. One, however, took off their mask. It was Louis. The other did as well, and it was Zayn.

I tried to ask what the hell was going on, but I still made no sound. I stared at both of them and they stared back. I tried to move, but I couldn't. My ankles and wrists were tied. "Poor Niall is scared." Louis said. But something was different about his voice. It was deeper, scarier. It sounded nothing like him.

"Don't worry. It will all be over soon." Zayn said. His voice sounding similar to Louis's. Then, a few seconds later, everything went black. I heard an annoying beeping sound. "Niall, shut that bloody thing off before I throw it at your head." I heard my brother, Greg, say. I bolted awake and looked around my room.

It was a dream? It felt so real. I looked towards my bedroom door and saw my brother standing there with a worried face on. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. "Just a nightmare." I told him. He nodded and turned off my alarm clock. "Mom and dad need to talk to you, by the way." He said, walking out of my room. I took a deep breath and sat in my bed for a few more minutes before standing up and walking out. I walked down the stairs and into the living room.

"Niall, sweety, take a seat." Mom told me. I nodded and sat on the sofa. "Your father and I will be gone for the month for a business trip. Your brother Greg will also be gone for his work, for the same amount of time." Mom told me. I just stared at her. A month? By myself? In this house? "We have to leave." My dad said, coming into the living room. I stood up and hugged my parents. "Be careful." I told them. I let go and Greg came out of nowhere ruffling my hair. "You be good, buddy. Call me or mom and dad if anything happens." He said. I nodded and in a few minutes, they were all out the door and gone.

I got ready for stupid school and ran to the bus stop. The bus came and I got on, hoping silently that Zayn and the others wouldn't be on. I saw that they weren't and made my way to the back. I sat in my regular seat. Well, time to face everyone who hates me...

~at school~

I ran all the way to my locker, ignoring the calls of teachers telling me to slow down. I finally got there but I was confused. Ryan- I mean, Cry, was leaning against my locker. I slowed to a walk and stood in front of him. "Hey, Cry...." I said. He smiled. "Hi Niall. I guess those sons of bitches were correct about your locker number." He said in his American accent. "Who?" I asked. "Zayn and his crew." He answered. "Oh." I mumbled. Cry nodded and got off my locker, letting me open it and get my things for today. "Wait, how'd you get it out of them?" I asked, closing my locker door. He shrugged and said, "I just got them to tell me."

I just looked at him and nodded slowly. "And I'm also Josh's cousin's boyfriend." He said. I just nodded again and said, "Well I have to get to homeroom so, see you later?" He nodded at me and walked off. I turned around and walked to Mr. Groves's class. I got stopped on the way though by Louis. I quickly turned around and walked the opposite direction. "Niall, wait." He tried to stop me.

"What do you want, Louis? Are you sure you wanna talk to me? I might have a disease." I sneered at him, turning around to face him. He looked at me with soft eyes. "I wanted to say sorry before Zayn came." He told me. "Why would you do that?"