Compelled

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I finished up with my makeup as I carefully made down stairs in my dress.

"You look beautiful" My mom said clapping her hands together, with my brother beside her side. I blushed "Thanks mom" She pulled out her camera. The flash went off catching me off guard. Someone suddenly knocked on the door, I knew it was him. I wiped my sweaty hands on my dress and answered it. "Hey" I said smiling secretly dyeing inside. Zayn looked so cute in his tux.

He raised his head up from starring at the ground. Soon as he saw me his eyes became wide and his mouth dropped. "wow" he breathed out. "You look...absolutely perfect" "You too" "Shall we?" He asked extending his hand out. I tucked a hair behind my ear and intertwined our fingers.

Soon as we arrived to the school music could be heard from miles away. Pretty white lights were all outlining the pathway inside, on top of a red carpet.

Zayn put his hand on my waist as we walked inside. I saw Danna sitting at a table with Arza, she had liked him ever sense day one of high school. They looked so cute together. We walked to them and sat down. "Mind if we join?" I asked. "Not at all" she smiled.

Me and Zayn basically danced all night, rocking moves such as the sprinkler, the jerk, the hand jive, chicken leg etc etc. It included a few weird looks from people but as long as we were having fun. I honestly didn't care of what an idiot I looked like.

A slow song came on. Stay by Rihanna. Zayn put both of his hands on my hips as I wrapped mine around his neck. We swayed starring into each others eyes.

"Ce...you need to know something"

"and what is that?" I smiled. Zayn's face was serious, so I mirrored him.

"I've liked you ever sense the day I met you...I don't know how I got the courage to ask you out, or even tell you, but, I'm happy I did"

I was shocked. He has liked me for 4 years? I always thought of Zayn as a brother, nothing more than that, but what if I did think of him as more? What would happen? Could he be the one I could marry? Could he be the one I grew old with? Could he be THAT person? The one? Love is a strange thing isn't it.

I was too caught up in thought when I saw Zayn waving his hand in front of my face. "You okay?"

I nodded immediately. "Say something" "I'm happy too" The biggest smile grew on his face. Just as the song was fading to an end, Zayn put his hands on my face and kissed me. We broke apart when we heard a scream. We looked to see a huge crowd of kids running to one specific spot. "What's going on" I nervously asked Zayn grabbing onto his upper arm. He turned around. "I-I'm not sure"

We joined the students. A body lay before us. The principal. "He's dead!" A girl shouted. His stomach was ripped open, his intestines hanging out. My hand flew up to my face. I could feel it coming...vomit. I hated blood. I ran out, Zayn following behind me. I made my way into the girls bathroom. Zayn hesitated but entered. I opened a stall not even bothering to lock the door.

Zayn held my hair in one hand and put his other on my back. He knew me too well to know what was happening. I was trying so hard to hold it in, but the sight kept replaying in my head. Before I was about to puke my guts out Zayn softly spoke "Shhhh its going to be okay, Celia its fine. I'm here, I'll always...be here" I calmed down and pressed myself into Zayn's chest crying. He wrapped his arms and held me in them tightly.

"He...he" "Shhhh" "Zayn-" "I know"

We stood up and held hands. I didn't know what to do. Someone had just been murdered in the same room as us and most likely the killer was still here. "I'll be right back, stay here" Zayn ordered. "No! Please, don't leave me." "I have to go make sure everyone's alright" I felt sick again reminding myself of who I could lose. Danna popped into my head first. She was my best friend. If I lost her, I would lose myself. "But,...what about you" "I promise I'll come back okay?" "You better not lie to me Malik" "I would never Ce" He smashed his lips upon mine and held them there for as long as he could. Just as he was about to close the door he looked back at me with a sad expression and gave a head nod.