I'll Be Your Sidekick (Superhero Ziall AU)

Chapter Eight

     Everything felt groggy and straight up surreal, almost as if nothing was really there. Yet, at the same time I felt like I was there. It was some old factory or abandoned warehouse...whatever it was, I could tell it was definitely a restricted area.

     "It's not ready yet, but it should be complete soon," the man in the shadows said informingly. It didn't sound like Niall's voice though, nor anyone I knew at all. But, I could tell they were some kind of lab scientists though. Lab scientists who were having a heated discussion about something they needed to do. "And exactly how long is it going take for it to be complete?" Person two replied, discouraged. He seemed to have greater authority. 

          "It...it just needs to be powered up correctly; when we get it, the machine should function properly—"

"You're pathetic! You are wasting too much time—idiot! It has be done before the summer solstice!"

          "S-sorry. I'm working on it."

"And the professor?" 

          "He still hasn't said anything yet. But, he shouldn't be able to hold out any longer anyways."

Scientist Two sighed frustratedly, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Well get him to talk! I need this plan to work without anymore delay. He has the final key, and I must have it." I wanted to hear more. This seemed important, but for some reason, they got more distant, to the point where I could only hear nothing.

     "Zayn, get up. You're going to miss school," A whole other voice said, completely changing the setting—this one more familiar, "God, you shouldn't have ever gone to that party. You're a mess." I croaked, struggling to open my eyelids. My head buzzed; I felt drained. "Where am I?" I managed to ask. I couldn't remember anything at all. Shit, was it Monday already? "You're at home. You passed out last night." Josh explained, "What were you doing?"

Last night? So, it's still Sunday? I pounded my head with my fist, trying to think. I went to the party...ate a bunch of junk food...watched Liam play those games...and then—and then I saw Niall.

          I saw Niall.

"He drugged me?" I asked, the question being more directed towards myself than him. I looked around and saw myself on the sofa. Uncle Jorge wasn't back yet either. Josh scratched his head. "Who drugged you?" He asked, cocking his head. "This umm..." I dragged out the word, but changed my mind last minute and paused, "...nevermind." I tried to remember what happened. Was it really Niall? What did he do and why?

"Right... Anywho, this dude came out of nowhere and just told me you had too much to drink," Josh went on. I blinked. "Did he have blonde hair?" I asked, or at least wondered out loud. God, I'm obsessed. He nodded, "Yeah. He did." I turned sideways and put my feet on the floor to get up. It definitely had to have been Niall. He's the only one who was with me the whole entire time...

Something just didn't add up. I was about to walk up the stairs to my room when Josh spoke up again.

          "Where you going?"

"Room." I simply said, "So...You should go check up on the DPS." He groaned, "Then what are you going to do?" I continued walking, "Something else." It might've sounded bad if I said it out loud, but I wanted to see if I could find Niall online. There had to be some connection somewhere with him; I just have to find out what part. I still felt a little dizzy after getting up. There was that weird-ass dream I had earlier.

But whatever. It was just a dream.

The next few days went by like a breeze, and before I knew it, it was already Wednesday. Every morning I came to school feeling extremely tired. School was literally sucking the life out of me, and I couldn't wait until summer anymore. Uncle Jorge came back, but I hadn't told him about anything. Not because I didn't want to, but because he barely had time.