Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 15

Y'all we blasted that comment section on the last chapter.....131 comments as of now XD

Also, i should stop asking questions at the end of the chapters, yall exposing my plot quick asf!!

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11/23/1824

Its been a couple of days since Harry was here, and things have been slightly different between Florence and I.

I still consider her a friend, friends can have disagreements, but whenever Harry is mentioned she becomes very disturbed and short.

Alice is still the same, but is becoming a good friend of mine, almost as good as Florence. She accepts Harry.

No, she tolerates Harry, i should say.

Harry comes back tomorrow to weed the half dead garden in the back. It was hard getting him to leave, he was very persistent on taking me home. However, he left when Mr. Malik crossed our path when he was on his way downstairs.

Recently, i've had time to read the book-

ahem, journal-

Mr. Malik had given to me. It was over bloodletting and purging, which was based on the belief that the body was out of balance and needed to be brought back to normal status by disposing of extra bodily fluids.

Speaking of which, i should go return the journal back to him.

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knock, knock, knock,

"Come in." Mr. Malik's voice responds, making no move to come to the door.

I open the door, clutching the journal, and make my way up the stairs and into his office.

"Hello," Mr. Malik hums, surprisingly pleased to see me, "I see you're returning my journal."

oh, he's pleased to see the journal.

"Indeed, it was very insightful," I confess, "I never could've imagined that idea on my own."

"Its a good thing Thomas Willis did for you then," Mr. Malik remarked, "You enjoyed the journal?"

"Indeed," I hesitate, not understanding his relaxed tone with me, "The practice would be painful if performed on me, I've never been too fond on the sight of blood."

"Well, lets hope that doesn't happen," He jested, "The practice would be very beneficial to the recipient, the disease and infection that would've been inhabiting their blood would be let loose."

"What if the symptoms continue to persist?" I ask, testing his knowledge.

He looks up at me with certain glint in his eye, "A lobotomy, however i don't specialize in that practice."

He pauses, hesitating himself, "I find myself uneasy upon the sight of blood, as you are, but i've learned to desensitize myself. Dr. Fear takes care of most medical practices in his lab down in the basement."

Why is he so open with me? What did i or Harry do ?

"I see, do you have any more medical journals i could borrow?" I ask, genuinely wanting to learn more on medicine.

"Indeed, any preference on which journal?" He asks, turning around to face his shelf.

"One on lobotomy please." I request, still in a daze on how well this exchange is going.

"As you wish," He says, pulling out a book on the middle shelf, "One journal coming up."

"Thank you," I utter, placing the bloodletting journal on his desk and taking the new one, "It's very kind of you."

"Indeed, i find most staff here isn't interested in medical journals as much as I am. Well, besides Dr. Fear but he's Dr. Fear. It's nice to have someone that shares my interests." He expresses, looking up at me from his chair.

The red leather pops against his dark suit, making his shape stick out.

"Im glad we share interests." I say, nodding my head awkwardly. Im not sure what to say, if I make him mad then its back to square one.

He senses my unease and begins to speak, "Niall? Allow me to reintroduce myself, as I feel we've started on the wrong foot. I'm Zayn Malik, owner of Oakdale Mental Asylum and a medical extraordinaire. I apologize for my unprofessional actions earlier, please forgive me?"

Am i dreaming?

"You are forgiven." I let out, still uneasy on his sudden mood shift. I avoid his gaze, but i feel his eyes on me.

I'm left wondering what has put him into such a good mood until i spot a women's undergarment thrown on the floor, hastily kicked to the side of his desk in an attempt to hide it.

"Im glad we've reached common ground," Zayn smiles, "I've been meaning to thank you for referring Harry here. He seems like a very educated man."

"Indeed, you're welcome," I stutter, "He has attended college, he has plans of taking over his fathers business."

"Splendid, what a bright future he has ahead of him. Do you recall any time the business gave out donations?" Zayn asks, tapping his blue, ball point pen on the papers he has in front of him.

"I'm not sure, you shall have to ask him," I shrug, "I apologize."

"Its quite alright," He says, pulling his chin up, "You shall make your way to your room now. Good night."

"Good night, sir," I wish, "Shall i come in after i finish the book for another discussion?"

"Journal."

"Pardon, Shall i come in after i finish?" I ask, wondering if thats what put him in a good mood. I need to get on good terms with him, i'm making so much progress today.

He looks up at me, "To return the journal, indeed."

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k dudes im off to sleep.

Any good things to buy from amazon/any hobbies to take up?

also i feel like i should mention this. Zaddy zayn is like 28 in this story, Harry is 26 and lil Niall is 20. Im a thottie for age gaps.

1) WHY IS ZADDY ZAYN SUCH A THOT is he genuine or going to use Niall?

2) yea i still cant get over the Narry in the last chapter. Ziall kinda made progress?

3) Im a legend, four updates in one day!! Y'all better know by know i love you :)