My safety blanket

Chapter 17

Tiarna's POV

I stood there frozen, I couldn't move. Feet shuffled from behind me and doors opened and closed. I felt a hand touch my back before they rushed over and knelt down cradling Nicole. Zayn.  

Arms were wrapped around my waist seconds after and pulled me back into a firm chest placing a kiss on the top of my head. Harry.  

"What's going on?" A voice spoke from behind me. Liam.  

"Is she unconscious?" Niall. 

"Lets go." Louis.

The arm that was wrapped around me pulled me back towards the door as I watched Zayn pull my hurt crying Nicole to her feet and picked her up bridal style, carrying her out.

Nicole's POV

My ribs ached, my cheeks burned and my forhead stung.  

No one dared to speak. It was quiet the whole trip back to the boys. I could tell that Niall, Liam and Louis were confused but they stayed quiet. Harry looked hurt, i don't know why but he kept Tiarna tucked up under his arm holding her close. She was shaking, i've never seen her like this. She was zoned out and her eyes were filled with anger and hurt.

I felt Zayns arm tighten around me and pull me closer to his body. He hadn't left my side, after carrying me back to the car. He hushed me as he carried me and continued to leave soft sweet kisses on my cheek and the top of my head.

We arrived at where the boys were staying and found hundreds of fans standing out the front waiting for them while screaming their names. As soon as they saw the car they arupted into louder screams making my head throb. Great. Now i have a headache too. I started to shake and Tiarna looked worse. Her face went pale white and looked like she was about to puke.

"Paul, we need to go around the back. Quickly." Liam spoke breaking the silence and speaking up mine and everyone else's thoughts. I smiled at him great fully and he replied the favour. There was no way i was going to find my way to the door through fans in this state. I wasn't ready for the horrible things they had to say asnwell as the comments about what i looked like at the moment. They surprisingly hadn't found out about me yet and i was hoping they wouldn't find out for a little bit longer. I wasn't ready for the hate. I know i told Zayn that it's ok, but i only said it so he didn't have to be so concerned about my safety. I want him to be able to answer questions about being single or not but i'm not sure if i'm ready for what the fans have to say.

"Come on." Zayn whispered into my ear, his hot breath tingling my ear and down my side. He got out of the car and i followed his lead, i got out and he swiftly picked me up into his strong arms and carried me inside.

I opened my eyes and found blankets that were draped over my body. They were warm and cosy and smelt like vanilla. I rubbed my drowsy eyes and my vision became clearer. The darkness made it hard to see but i could tell this wasn't my room. I moved trying to sit up but pain shot through my ribs and my head felt like someone had just thrown a brick at me. I squinted my eyes shut and laid back down.

I heard the bedroom door creek open and a figure appeared in the door way. "You're awake." Zayn's husky voice calmed me, telling me everything was ok now and that i was in his room. "How are you feeling babe?" He walked over and kissed my cheek before placing some things on the bedside table.

"Did i get hit by a bus or something when we got out of the car?" Zayn chuckled but i didn't. I was dead serious. I wasn't this sore when i was in the car. I tried rolling over to my side to face him but it hurt too much, i let out a scream of pain and Zayn instantly placed his hands on me telling me not to move.