Wasted Youth z.h

F O U R

FOUR

When I woke up I was on an unfamiliar bed, it was so soft I felt as if it could eat me alive. I yawned before sitting up, though I was startled. There sat Zayn on a chair infront of the bed, a knife in his hand and something I couldn't quite identify in the other. He was staring directly at me. A look of mischeif on his face.

"You-you're not going to kill me are you?" My fingers dug into the sheets and grabbed a hold of it tightly, so tightly my knuckles turned white. And though I wanted to die, being killed like this -by the person who I lost my virginity to- wasn't the way I wanted to go.

He looked at his knife and it was then that I realized he was sharpening it. He shook his head and gave a chuckle. "Not aloud to kill you, otherwise they'd kill me too." He said raising his eyebrows with amusement. I looked at him curiously, but I didn't think to question his statement.

"Then what's with the knife."

"S'part of my job." He said simply.

"Are you a butcher?" He looked down at his knife, he touched the tip of the knife and retracted his finger quickly, almost as if it were too sharp. Then he was looking up through his eyelashes and smirking.

"Something like that."

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"So baby Nialler, tell us about yourself." Kade said. We were sat at the table. It was long and filled with food. I found it weird how they ate. They placed all the food in the middle then passed it around. Another thing I found weird was that they actually ate together... they even had arranged seating.

They told me the seat next to Zayn had always been empty till now. Which was being occupied by me. I didn't know what being bound meant, but apparently I was bound to Zayn. We had just met a few days ago and I was already bound to him.

I found it ridiculous -I wasn't about to be bound to anybody. I was planning to die soon and that would just be another person to disappointment.

"I like music." I said as I passed the food to Zayn. I didn't dare touch it. It looked too fattening. Zayn stared at me with a thoughful look before serving himself. Then placing a small spoonfull of pasta on my plate. I stared at it then back at him, "Please don't make me eat it." I begged, but said it low enough so only he could hear.

But of course my begging did nothing, he gave me a look that said you better eat it . "Do you play any instrument?"

"I uh, play guitar, some piano." I said still staring at the food before me.

"Oh fun, maybe you can teach me piano, I love it so much, just never had anybody to teach me." She said sticking out her tongue.

"Uh, yeah sure." Zayn nugged me and I picked up the fork, entangling the pasta in it and bringing it to my lips. I could feel the grease on my lips. White sauce dripping down to my chin. Zayns finger was wiping it away. "S'okay Ni." He encouraged, so I did it, I ate it and I ate it all.

They all kept asking me questions. It made me uncomfortable, all the attention I mean. I had never had this much in my life, but I answered them all. Even the one where they asked me if I Zayn was my first. I had turned beet red, but simply said, he was my first everything.

"Hey Niall. How's Louis? I mean with him having-" the one with the curled hair said. I didn't know his name, I didn't know any of their names, the only ones I knew was Kade's, Jake's and Zayn's.

"I think it's time to clean up, everyone is done. Save for Kade, she needs to put the baby to sleep." Zayn interrupted.

"Has what?" I asked. Zayn gave him a death glare and he looked like a puppy who had just gotten introuble.

"Its time to clean." He said through gritted teeth. "Go upstairs, I'll meet you up there in a few." He said softly. I wanted to know what Louis had, but I figured I would find out soon.. at least I hoped. I headed straight to Zayns room, then his personal bathroom. It was turquoise, black and white with a marbled floor. Everything looked so modern and beautiful. Even the bathroom was beautifuler than me.. is that even a word?

I lifted the lid of the loo and forced the food out.

My face going pale when a hand was placed on my back, but then it was rubbing small circles. "You did good."

"I want to leave." I said, my eyes begining to water.

"And you can come and go whenever you'd like. Just know you're bound to me, so don't go messing around with people or running away like the ocean or something."

"Zayn." I said my voice cracking. He hummed in response. "Nobody wants me."

"Well good. There's more of you for me to take care of and love." The word love made my insides go crazy, but I knew he didn't love me. It hadn't even been that long ago that we met. He took me into his arms and kissed my forehead.

"I want you. You don't need anybody else." He whispered.

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*whispers sadly* Hi. I was sad so I wrote this. /-\

Thank you for reading my lovelys, please vote and comment . I'd like to hear your thoughts on this fic . (╯︵╰,)

I know its short, I wrote this at school and was trying not to get caught on wattpad xD , I'd get blocked off the internet if they caught me.

Anyways I'm graduating soon. People are mad at me for not being excited, like Im sorry I was supposed to graduate last year. (No I didn't flunk. I entered extremely late, missed a whole year for 2 days. Two mutha fucking days wtf) anyways I guess im kind of excited to get the hell out of highschool . Its a shit place >.>