Forced Between Two Directions

Part 4

The Next Morning

Beep.Beep.Beep.

"Ughh I hate you" I sleepily groaned at the alarm clock.

I pressed the snooze button and slammed my head back onto the pillow. I shut my eyes for about 2 minutes then opened them. It smelled like pancakes, Bacon...that only meant one thing. Niall's cooking!

I fucking loved when he made food. I rushed outta bed groaning from yesterday's remaining pain. I stumbled a bit coming down the stairs.

When I walked into the kitchen I froze dead in my tracks. Zayn was sitting at the kitchen table with Niall. They both noticed me and Niall got up from his chair and gave me a big goodmorning kiss. Only I was hesitate because of Zayn's eyes glaring a hole into me.

"Good morning love " Niall said.

"I invited Zayn over and I made breakfast but I didn't wanna wake my sleeping beauty up" he smiled obviously not knowing my inner conflict.

I sat down at the table awkwardly.

"Reyanna" Zayn nodded his head but staring down at his tea.

"Zayn"I replyed.

Niall brought me a plate full of food. Thinking that I eat like he does he over loaded my food with syrup.

"Well I was just leaving" Zayn said getting up.

"C'mon you just got here. Stay for a bit? "Niall pleaded.

"I wish but I really got things to do today Niall, but thanks for breakfast". Zayn answered.

"Yea no problem. Cya at practice" Niall said as Zayn walked out.

As I was picking at my food my phone buzzed in my lap. I opened the text message. To my horror it was from Zayn.

It read,"meet me @ 5:00, my flat".

I choked on my food,reading the message. Do I go or not? What kinda of lame excuse do I tell Niall? I don't wanna keep doing this. I'm hurting Niall and he dosent even know. I'm not gonna keep doing this. Its gonna stop. I'm just gonna tell Zayn im tired, no not tired done with this.

5:30 Zayn's Flat

I walked into the Zayn's flat. He was waiting at the door for me. Not even two steps into the door the lad grabbed me by the neck.

"Where were you?!" With anger in his eyes.

"Slut! I told to be here at 5!". He shouted.

With my back firmly against his chest with the strong grip around my neck he whispered "You shouldn't of done that..now for sure you'll get punished".

He released the hold on my neck and pushed me away making me trip over my own feet and fall to wooden floor .

I cried from the floor "Zayn! I'm done with this!".

He pouted his lips "Really? You think you can stop this?" He clicked his tongue "What will your precious boyfriend say when he finds out you've been fucking around with his best mate? Huh?" He slyly asked.

Now walking circles around my huddled body he shook his head. He stopped circling and crouched his knees next to me and tilted my chin from my lap.

"Now be a good girl and just do what your supposed to alright? "He creepishly smiled.

My convincing smiled turned to a dark one. With my face still in his hands directed towards his face,I spat at him. His eyes grew with anger and lust. He darkly laughed wiping the spit off his cheek.