Let Me Love You - One Direction

Chapter 10

**Sarah’s POV**

            Zayn turned to me. “You little bitch, how dare you try to run away?!” he screamed, throwing a lamp or two. “Your mine! MINE!” He threw another lamp for good measure, and then promptly walked out of the room. I heard the click of the lock, and I knew I was alone.

            All alone.

            As much as I hated to say it, I didn’t want to be alone. I wanted to be feeding off of someone else’s body heat. I yearned for that. You see, I didn’t exactly get that attention at home.

            I sighed. I ran onto Zayn’s bed, and flopped down. I snuggled into the sheets, causing myself to get all tangled up. Then, I threw my head back and went to sleep.

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            I woke up to some banging on the door. I slowly crept around the bed, grabbing a baseball bat. Even though, whatever this person had in store for me would be better than what Zayn had in mind.

            “Ello?” I heard a voice ring out. It sounded quite familiar….. still I shouldn’t say anything.

            “Who is it?” I asked. Great, good job going with the plan Sarah.

            “It’s Niall.”

**Niall’s POV**

            When that girl came down Zayn’s stairs I knew something was up. She came down looking scared; nothing like a lover should look like. And she looked dead terrified when she saw whatever Zayn’s facial expression was.

            Liam had to break the ice; he just wasn’t good in awkward situations. “Mate, who’s this?” He asked.

            She started off. “Oh me? Well first off, hi lads. Second off Zayn kidnapped me and I have been held captive for a few days.”

            I think we all had similar facing expressions on our face. Was this chick crazy? It started as a giggle, but then I couldn’t help it and I started laughing. Like laughing really hard, the kind you get when your most tickleish spot is being tickled.

            “Oh, that’s, that’s a good one!” I said breathily.

            “I’m not kidding.” She said, deadly calm. We all stopped laughing. “You see, I’m Zayn’s--”

            Zayn cut in. “I’m her new boyfriend. We just wanted to play this prank on you guys!”

            Her mouth dropped open. “Can I talk to you for a minute Zayn?” Zayn’s girlfriend asked him.

            He pushed her into the bathroom, and he followed her.

            “Do you guys think that he is moving on to fast from Ava? I mean how long has their breakup been? Two weeks?” Louis asked us all.

            “I don’t know, I mean if he makes her happy…” Harry started.

            “She looked shocked when Zayn said they were dating.” I told them, “Don’t you think that’s a little suspicious?”

            “Who know? Maybe that was part of the prank?” Liam questioned.

            At that moment, Zayn and his girlfriend came out of the bathroom. He looked down at her lovingly, a look which she tried to return. A look which I had tried to return at one point in my life. I knew she was acting.

            “Me and Sarah are going to head up to our bedroom. We’ll be back down soon.” So her name is Sarah. Pretty.

            5 minutes later it became weird. We heard the bed squeaking, and we heard moans.

            15 minutes later, none of us could bare it. We stood up and left.

            There was something up. I got into my car and drove away from the house. But then, I circled back around to Zayn’s house. I pulled into his neighbor’s driveway and ducked down.

            I waited about 10 minutes before I saw Zayn walk out of his house and jump on his Harley. Again, I decided to wait for a little while before going in. A) to make sure Zayn wouldn’t come back. B) to figure out how to get into his house. C) I was scared shitless and needed to calm myself down.

            I jumped out of my car, and jogged down to Zayn’s house. I stopped in front of his door. Most people leave a spare key hidden somewhere. Where did Zayn keep his?

            I checked on top of his door frame, under his mat, and under statues. I was about to give up when I saw something shiny sticking out from his flower pot. I reached over and grabbed it. Yep it was the key. Nice hiding spot Zayn!

            I quickly pushed they key into the doorknob and turned. His door swung open. I shut the door quietly. I left the key in the doorknob, so I didn’t forget about it.

            I ran up the stairs, looking for Zayn’s bedroom. I guessed it was the one with the closed door.

            “Ello?” I called out. I wanted to see if anyone was there.

            “Who is it?” A female voice answered back. She was here.

            “It’s Niall.” I told her. I heard her sigh in relief.

            “Can you please unlock the door for me? Its locked from the outside.” Why would Zayn keep her locked inside?

            I pressed the button and the door swung open. It was Sarah. And she was holding a baseball bat….. Why?

            “Just wondering, why are you holding a baseball bat?” I asked her.

            “It’s a really long story,” she told me.

            “I’m all ears.”