The Strange One ↠ Z.M

Chapter 22

I stared at it.

The red liquid in the glass. Just looking at it made my insides churn.

I averted my gaze to Harry and Zayn. Zayn was sitting across from me in a chair; his arms on his legs as he leaned forward waiting for my next movement. Harry was standing behind him, arms crossed.

"Can we put it in something besides a glass?" I asked as my nose crinkled.

Harry didn't say a word as he grabbed the glass and went to the kitchen. I wasn't sure what he would do but I awaited his arrival.

Zayn started to move towards the end of the chair to get closer to me, but the table between us kept us from being too close. "You don't have to go through with this." Zayn said softly.

I nodded, "I know, but you secretly want this. I just want to live my life normal again."
After I said that Zayn had a sad look on his face, "What?" I asked.

"Your life will never been the same, Violet."

Almost immediately after he said that Harry brought the blood back, this time I'm a tinted beer bottle. I looked at him as if he was crazy and he just shrugged back at me. I looked at the bottle and weighed my decisions. Making a small pros and cons list in my head. I always do that when I can't make up my mind. It sounds ridiculous when I have to make one over something like this because this will change my life forever, or end it.

Harry handed me the beer bottle, "bottoms up."

I took the bottle and held it in my hands for a moment, then without thinking I put the rim up to my lips and tilted my head back, feeling the liquid going down my throat. It was cold, and tasted of iron. At first I gagged, the taste was absolutely horrendous. Once I got used to the taste it was easy. I finished it off and put the bottle on the coffee table between Zayn and I.

"How do you feel?" Harry asked.

I shrugged. I didn't feel anything. I wasn't sure how to answer.

Zayn gave me a faint smile, moving forward, "You have a little right here." He took his thumb and brushed it against the corner of my mouth, cleaning up what I assumed was blood. He took his thumb away and licked it.

The three of us didn't say much after that. Harry left after about an hour or so and said he'd be back late tonight to make sure I was okay. I was starting to get tired so I made my way up to my bedroom, Zayn followed like a puppy.

I started to pick out something to wear to bed, Zayn watched as he stood in the doorway. I picked out a big T-shirt and nothing else. I turned and Zayn was still standing in the doorway.

"Can I have some privacy?" I smiled a little.

Zayn came towards me, "it's nothing I haven't seen before."

I rolled my eyes and pushed him slightly out to the hallway and closed my bedroom door. I took off my clothes from the day and pulled the big T-shirt over me, it went just to the tops of my knees. Coincidentally it was my dads shirt from Cedar Point. I smiled to myself and opened the door and Zayn came in quickly.

"You are adorable." Zayn smiled at me.

I thanked him as I got into my bed. I looked back at Zayn and he stood awkwardly in the middle of my room, "Can you stay the night? I don't want to be alone."

"Harry will be here later."

"I know," I replied, "But I want you here with me."

Zayn didn't say another word. He turned off my bedroom light and came into my bed with me. I only have a twin bed so we had to squeeze together but I didn't mind. Zayn wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. I closed my eyes and let out a big breath of air.

"I will always protect you Violet, no one will ever hurt you as long as I'm living." Zayn gave me a small squeeze.

I squeezed him back. After that it was quiet, Zayn held me as I fell into a deep sleep.

A/N

I uploaded a few days later than I planned but hey I ended up doing it.

I'm sorry this is so short but the next part will be longer