Never Let Go (Ziall) *Undergoing EXTREME Editing

Chapter Twenty-One: Drama and Trauma

ZAYN POV

For the month, Niall was still traumatized by the barbeque incident. He never wanted to go out for anything anymore, and only went to his classes. This was all my fault. If only I didn't take him on that stupid trip, none of this would happen.

Everyday after classes, he would just go back to the room, and huddle in his bed. He couldn't eat or sleep normally and it pained me to see him like this.

"Niall, do you want to talk?" I asked him. "Please, everyone's worried about you." I told him.

He shook his head, and didn't say anything.

NIALL POV

I never want to go out again. I feel unsafe. What if I wasn't so lucky last time. What if I got caught last time. I can't imagine what would've happened; I'm so scared. There's no words to explain this fear. I'm scarred for life. I don't want to talk to anyone.

"Niall do you want to talk?" Zayn said to me. "Please, everyone's worried about you."

I shook my head, I don't want to tell anyone what happened. It's just too scary. His face looking up at me under the stall door. My eyes widened and chills go down my spine everytime I rethink of it. To make things worse, he had a knife in his hand. It looked like he wanted to kill me.

I cried again. Every night I get the same dream. Running through an endless forest of darkness, and calling out for Zayn, but he never comes. Every time I looked back, I would see his disfigured face and an evil facial expression catching up to me. I couldn't get away, and then when I tripped, I would wake up.

"Niall, please." Zayn came up next to me and hugged me. I loved when he was hugging me. I felt secure when Zayn was around. He was what I needed most now. I hugged him back, and cried onto his shoulders.

"Zayn, I'm scared. He's coming for me." I cried out.

"No, Niall he won't get you anymore. I won't let him." He comforted me and rubbed my back. I grew tired and fell asleep. I felt Zayn by my side the whole entire time. I sniffed in his scent that gave me that sense of security. When I woke up, Zayn was still next to me, but was sleeping though.

This past month, I really couldn't eat or sleep. I'd say it's gotten a little better. But still, I can't sleep sometimes, and I would think of the incident and randomly burst into tears.

"Zayn." I whispered, but he didn't wake up. I shook him a little. "Zayn?" I asked, and finally he opened his eyes, looked at me. I stared deep into his brown eyes, they always seemed to take my breath away. I leaned forward and closed my eyes, with our lips barely touching. Right when I was about to kiss him, my phone rang.

It was Jared. I hadn't talked to him for a while now; I've always said that I was busy when he called, but I can't hide forever from everyone. I pulled away from Zayn, and answered the call.

"H-hello Jared?" I mumbled. A few second later, Jared spoke up. "Hey Niall, wanna go out for dinner?" He asked me. I have been eating the same things for dinner on campus, because I never left, and I've been getting tired of it.

"Ummm... I don't know.." I said, turning away from Zayn. "Aww, come on Niall, we never hang out anymore. I miss you." He said in a whiny voice. I have to get over this, if I don't, I might as well be living under a rock.

"Okay Jared. I'll come." I managed to say hesitantly.

"Great, I'll pick you up at seven." He said to me. I hung up, and got up. I only had twenty minutes to get ready.

"Niall? Where are you going?" Zayn asked grabbing my arm. I turned around and said, "Jared said he's taking me out for din-" I said.

"I'll come with." Zayn spoke abruptly. It's going to be pretty awkward when Jared was only expecting me, but I let him come along anyways. I couldn't say no to Zayn, he probably wouldn't allow me to go alone anyways. "Okay, I guess..." I turned to my closet, and wore something not too formal, nor streetlike. I fixed my hair. The first time I fixed my hair for something.