Be My Wonderwall - A Zayn Malik fanfiction

Chapter Twelve

WARNING:

Some of you may not be able to handle the material in this chapter. I advise you to read at your own risk.

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No one's POV:

Niall and Zayn shared glances full of horror and terror. They were sure their was no possible way of leaving out of here. They feared for their lives until Zayn realized what they had to protect. Rather, who they had to protect. Zayn decided that it was best for him and Niall to settle their disputes later. Right now, they have a huge responsibility of protecting someone.

A million thoughts ran through Zayn's head and all of them were of Lily. The thought of the strange object and Niall didn't even cross his mind. He feels like he needs to save Lily because Lily for sure isn't going to be alive when they somehow come out of this horrifying man's view. The man was in no condition, he never was in any condition, to raise a child. It's a mystery as to how Lily survived with this terrifying creature they dare call 'dad'. No father dares to hurt or even potentially kill their daughter - or their best friend. Whenever Zayn sees or even hears the name Richard, Zayn turns white with fright for he may be the next victim of this cold-blooded monster. Richard singlehandedly tore Alana's life apart beneath everyone's nose. Everyone except Zayn, that is. Lily will never know why or how her best friend disappeared and Zayn intends for it to stay that way. It's not that Zayn forgot how it all happen - he still remembers it like it was yesterday - it's because he's afraid of the threat Richard had said to him. Every menacing word will still have a place in his head for as long as he will live...

* FLASHBACK *

Zayn's POV:

"Hey, you wanted to see me Mrs. Charters?" I walked into the Charters Family household. It smelled really good in here. Well, Mrs. Charters is making dinner.

"Yes, Zayn. I have many questions for you, but my main one is; why did you cheat on my daughter?" Mrs. Charters demanded.

My jaw dropped.

" Don't act all surprised! I know what you did. And it's not okay. She's up in her room, balling her eyes out, thanks to you!"

I had no reply to that.

"If you're just gonna stand there, then make yourself useful! Turn on the music and take this trash bag downstairs. I don't care where." Mrs. Charters held out a full trash bag for me to take.

Obediently, I grab ahold of the bag and turn to switch the music on. I start making my way to the stairs. I shook my head to get the conversation with Mrs. Charters out of my head.

I made it to the top of the stairs and quickly opened the door that was blocking my path. The music started to secede with every step I took. After many more steps, there was no music to be heard. Finally, I made it to the bottom of the stairs.

I look around to see where I could put the bag.

"Ah, there we go!" I placed the bag on the abandoned couch.

I was about to leave when I heard some talking. I could barely hear any words, but they did seem to sound threatening.

"The hell?" Hesitantly, I went closer to the mumbling noise.

Finally, I was within ear shot. I squatted behind the old couch which made me out of sight. There were faded figures in front of me, so all I could see was the girl's back. It looked frighteningly familiar...

"Look, Mr. Charters I'm really sorry! I promise I'll buy a new one." The girl tiredly said. Hmm, so she's talking with Lily's dad... okay?

"That's not the fucking point! Don't you understand? I don't give two fucking shits about this freaking lawn mower!" Richard exploded.