Forbidden

Chapter forty-three

That feeling of being observed still hasn't left. I think I'm seeing things that aren't there because I thought I saw a shadow on the window next to the Tv. Shuddering I stand up from the couch knowing better than to go check, besides that might be nothing but my imagination since I'm feeling alone. I make my way to where the rest of them are, I could use some company again, and even if Zayn has prohibit me to stay with Alice too much, I won't listen.

When I arrive at the basement I open the wooden door to cough from all the smoke that filled the room, even my eyes burn from it.

At least ten people were here sprawled on black couches and chairs, I recognize the gang along with some other men who were playing poker, and Nick with Amanda who were sitting next to Zayn while they both smoke pot. Well all of them do.

Alice is making out with Liam at a corner I snort in amusement. At least she has fun.

Zayn's eyes find me, his eyes perking up.

"Shouldn't you be upstairs cussing at us for having fun here?" Zayn mocked, I flinched. It was obvious that he was high, eyes barely open."This is a nerd free zone babe." he told me biting his lip to hide his smirk.

"What about Niall and Louis?" I retort nonchalantly, even if that stung. They are the actual nerds.

"Hey." They both whine from the corner upon my accusation but laugh at the same time.

"But you're too much of a fucking stuck up to smoke pot." He slurred with red eyes. Amanda giggled and sat down his lap while exhaling smoke on his mouth, he seemed pleased ignoring my presence.

To not let that effect me I look around and then remember what Nick did. He's oblivious to my seething anger as I approach him grabbing his collar.

"Hey sweetheart wait-" he tried with wide eyes, holding his hands up in surrender.

I punch him hard his head jolting up from the force, he groans upon the impact so blood drips from his nose.

"If you ever lay a hand on me again I'll break your nose." I snapped. Part of my anger comes from Zayn's behavior too. He coughed while I didn't let him go.

"Olivia." Zayn husked behind me, grabbing me by my waist, my eyes close. Thrashing on his arms he managed to calm me down."What was that for?!" he shouted in my face suddenly, nostrils flaring, eyes brooding. He is no one to judge on getting violent. He's most likely pissed that I ruined their chilling.

"He grabbed my hair when I was with Gale that night and it wasn't that necessary." I spit back with squinting eyes. The one irate was now Zayn when his eyes roamed Nick.

"You fucking did what?!" he roared steeping forward with tense shoulders.

"Zayn I was only making it more believable."

But Zayn pounced on him, giving him a hard punch and a black eye. I want to laugh at him that he was just pestering me about that.

The guys all went to pull Zayn back since he wasn't done while he is cursing at them to let him finish it, before they push us out of the room saying that we're both buzz killers.

Disgusted with everything I walk back from where I came, those looks from the rest of the guys while I was watching Zayn beat up Nick were unnerving and perverted. And I'm confused at how vulnerable I feel right now with everything. I can't have a break for once before Zayn exhausts me mentally each time.

My chest felt tight as I walk through the hall then out of front door quickly walking down the two steps to take a fresh breath. I haven't thought about where I was going. Zayn was following me soundlessly.