Broken

Chapter 10-Part Two

Niall's POV--

Crap! Crap! Crap!

I put my finger to my lips to silence Liam, running downstairs to my bedroom, where literally everyone was.

"Everybody in the attic!" I yelled, running back to the attic door and closing it behind the crowd.

"Niall?!" my dad yelled from downstairs. I ran down towards him, just barely glancing back to see Claire peeking through the door.

Shit.

"You have a customer."he told me.

Double shit.

"Who?" I asked, looking behind him to see if there was anyone there.

"Zayn!" my father yelled, causing the door to open and a man to walk in.

The man had raven black hair, golden brown eyes, and perfect skin.

"Show him to your room, Niall." my dad demanded, to which I unhappily obliged, grabbing his hand and pulling him gently to my room.

I closed the door behind us and looked at him. Lately I haven't had business and the last time I did, he only wanted to talk about my abilities.

"You can heal?" he asked, causing my eyes to widen.

Here we go again.

"Yeah...why?" I asked.

Good to know he doesn't want sex

Wait a minute...?!

How did he know?!

"Well its nice to know Sylar wasn't lying to me about 'not being alone'." he giggled, still obviously relieved that he found someone like him.

"So you have an ability?" I asked him, to which he nodded.

"I'm a shape-shifter." he said, answering the question that was pounding in the back of my mind.

"Yeah, you look like a shifter to me." I said, smiling, causing him to laugh.

"What does a shifter even look like?" he asked, still slightly giggling.

I tapped my chin as I thought about it for awhile.

"You." I said before hearing a loud bang on my door.

"LESS TALK MORE SEX!" my father yelled, causing me to blush.

"Uhm...." I trailed off.

Zayn put a finger to his lips before moaning.

"Niall...oh my god, Ni....!" I immediately caught his drift and crawled onto the bed, jumping ever so slightly so it would make a squeaking sound.

Zayn smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up.

We're so smart.

Wait this is so fucking weird.

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"Thanks, Niall. I had a great time. Maybe I'll see you again sometime." Zayn winked, slipping me a piece of paper before leaving, closing the door silently behind him. "Great job, son, he actually paid extra. Now, you can have another break, but don't expect it to be as long as the last one!" my dad warned, leaving me yet again for god knows why.

I ran back upstairs into the attic.

"I'm back!" I yelled quietly. I saw Liam's head perk up at the sound of my voice.

"Niall!" he squeaked, running over to me and hugging me.

"Woah Woah Woah, what's up?" I asked, patting his back.

"...nothing." he cast the subject away, retreating from our hug looking disappointed.

"You sure?" I ask, concerned, receiving a glare from him, followed by a strict nod.

This was the time I realized everyone was looking at me in disbelief, as if I had the word "IDIOT" written across my forehead.

"What?" I asked, getting no answer.

"Why are you staring at me?! What are you looking at?!" I almost screamed, feeling a hot tear roll down my cheek.

Yet again, nobody answered me, just stared ahead as if they had shut down.

I fled the room, running straight to the bathroom and facing my reflection in the mirror.

What I saw nearly caused the mirror to break.

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Hey guise. So so so so so sorry for the long wait and short chapter. I've had a rough month and I needed a break. My grandpa died recently so I was busy with that too.

But don't worry. (:

I'll be back on my normal updating routine before you can say "The Asylum" (:

Love you guys.

WELP I GUESS THAT'S ALLLLLLL

FAREWELL MY EARTHLINGS!!!

-Penny

((sorry that my bold and italics got screwed up lol))