Eternal Love - Zouis

Chapter 3 - Playing The Hero

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Who are you?" Louis asked snappily frowning at me. I jolted out of my thoughts, leapt up and stuck my hand out. "Zayn Malik" 

Louis stared at my hand, almost disgusted. I slowly drew my hand back unsure on what my next move was. I lowered myself onto the clean armchair and tried not to stare at Louis. His hair was empty of blood now and was back to his beautiful caramel brown hue, his skin was a golden tan colour and his clothes were clean and whole. Louis' head snapped up to the door  and I followed his gaze and looked up and saw the girl from earlier looking at him curiously. I smiled gently at her and patted the seat next to me. I tried not to betray my nervousness through my eyes as I did so, I didn't want anything bad to happen, like her revealing who we were, who I was. The young girl sashayed into the room and I noticed she had changed out of her green ripped dress and into one of Harry's union jack onesies. The onesie was big on her but she didn't seem to mind, the big grin on her face and her excitable aura didn't go amiss. She sat on the seat and laid her head on my shoulder. I smiled down at her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder and turned to look at Louis.

An angry scowl crossed his face as he glared at the young girl. His eyes narrowed and I felt her shrink under his hard gaze. I looked at Louis in bewilderment. What was he thinking? I slowly withdrew my arm from around the girl and I noticed that Louis relaxed a little at the non-contact and he didn't seem so tense and what? Was that jealousy I could detect in his eyes? No, it couldn't be I had only met him officially about 5 minutes ago. In 5 minutes I couldn't learn to read him so fast. That reminded me I had to try and explain why he was here.

Talk of the devil. Louis opened his mouth "So why am I here?" he asked hesitantly, not a bit like he was earlier. I sat forward in my seat nervously twiddling my thumbs. I didn't know how to tell him, I couldn't tell him the truth obviously, but something was holding me back. I had to lie to protect us, he would find out eventually but just not today. But still, something was holding me back. I had no idea, but maybe it was the desperate look in his eyes, or maybe it was the slight quaver in his voice, or maybe it was the way he played with his long tanned hands on his lap to stop them shaking. I opened my mouth to speak but the words got stuck in my throat and I looked over at the girl horrified.

She nodded and she turned to Louis "We found you unconscious on the side walk so we  brought you here out of the cold" the girl explained simply and I flashed her a grateful smile. Louis nodded slowly and chuckled a little bit so I looked at him curiously. He noticed my look. "Honestly? Being found unconscious is something that would probably happen to me!" he explained grinning a toothy smile. I forced a smile but all that was imprinted in my mind when he said these words was the image of him  crumpled on the floor surrounded by blood. That was all I could think about.

I was distracted by the girl waving her hand in front of my face sand I looked up into her startling green eyes. She smiled before giggling a little to herself and pointed at Louis who was out of the sofa and waiting patiently at the door looking at us both. I smiled up at him before turning to the girl. "Will you be a dear and show Louis out?" She asked sweetly laying on the sugary voice thickly and smirking at me. I narrowed my eyes at her and growled at her playfully before fluidly rising from the armchair and walking out after Louis.

We walked down the dark hallway in heavy silence, him studying the paintings along the hallway while I unashamedly stared at that butt in those black skinny jeans, I felt myself drooling so I snapped up to look at his gaze on me, those cerulean eyes full of lust.  Louis walked up to me and pressed me up against the wall. "Like what you see?" He practically purred in my ear and I felt myself go weak at the knees at his hot breath against my neck. I felt the familiar wave of heat to my face and I blushed as pink as I could go. I looked into his eyes and I could see the gold flecks closer to his iris. He blew his delicious breath in my face and repeated his question. "Do you like what you see?" I groaned loudly at the back of my throat and leant fully against the wall defeated, succumbing to his provocative scent and body. "Yes" I breathed. Almost immediately he pulled away and put turned on his heel to walk out the font door. He looked over his shoulder and winked at me "See you tomorrow Zayn" he shouted before running and hopping over the garden gate and disappearing into the starry night.