-Escape-

Chapter 14

I sit up in bed. I run my hand through my messed up hair and then realize that Zayn isn’t next to me. I have spent the last three days with him constantly at my side so it was a little weird when he just wasn’t there.

“Zayn?” I call through the house.

He opens the door and walks in with his hands behind his back.

“I have a surprise for you” he says with a smile.

I tuck my hair behind my ear and smile. “What is it?”

Zayn brings his hands from behind his back to reveal a grey tee shirt and some jeans. I give him a weird look. He puts them down on the bed and starts to walk out of the room.

“I don’t get it,” I say getting up off the bed.

He walks back up to me. “We are going out,” he says kissing my cheek and closing the door.

As little as it may seem I was ecstatic to finally get out of this dreaded house. The only time that got some fresh air was when we went after Harry, and that wasn’t fun. I look in the mirror, I am still wearing Harry’s big tee shirt.

It smells like him. I take it off and bring it up to my nose; I missed waking up to that.

I slip into the clothes. I brush through my hair, wash my face and run downstairs with Harry’s Pink Floyd shirt in my hands Zayn I waiting for me with his shoes on

 “Put these on,” says Zayn handing me a hat, shoes, and some sunglasses.

I give him a weird look.

“Just incase anyone recognizes you, ya never know who you might see.” He says.

In the corner of my eye I see a familiar pair of green eyes burning a whole in my back. I take a deep breath. Don’t make eye contact.

I walk up to Harry and without looking at him say. “Here is your shirt, thanks for letting me borrow it”

Harry looks at my extended hand for a good twenty second before lightly shoving it back at me.

“Keep it. love, it looks better on you anyway” he says with no emotion as he turns around and walks towards the living room.

I hesitantly follow him.

“Harry?” I ask

He quickly turns around with hopeful eyes.

“I’m really sorry that things didnt work out,” I said biting my lip a little scared by what he might do next. But it needed to be said, I can just avoid him for the rest of my life, he lives here too.

He sighs obviously not getting the answer he wanted. He walks up to me.

“That’s okay,” he says.

He then quickly brushes past me and walks upstairs. Despite what he might say I know Harry to well to believe that stupid excuse for an answer. I put it in the back of my mind for later and walk over to Zayn.

“You ready?” he asks

I smile. “As I’ll ever be,” I say.

We open the door and the cold wind hits my face. I smile. You miss the little things when you are cooped up all day in a musty room. Zayn sweeps me off my feet and starts running vampire speed through the woods. I get a funny feeling in my stomach like I am on a roller coaster and we are about to fall. I close my eyes as the wind rushed through my hair. I will never get used to this.

Zayn stops about a mile out of the town. He puts me down and takes my hand. He leads me to some sort of trail and we start to walk.

“So where are we going?” I ask.