Nightmare

Chapter 5

It had been six days since I saved Louis and today he is getting released from the hospital. Since he can't go on a motorbike, who has to pick him up and take him home? Me. Of course it took a lot of persuading from Zayn for me to do so since I don't particularly want to get Louis when I could be out with friends.

I only agreed since (1) my friends are all busy. And (2) Marcus has cancelled his party tonight. He said his parents were home or something. To be honest I wasn't really listening when he explained it.

So here I am with a very weak boy in my backseat who keeps on thanking me.

"Honestly Louis its okay." I told him again.

"You saved my life, Yasmine! I can't thank you enough." Louis replied.

"Well, you have." This made Zayn chuckle.

"He's only grateful, Yasmine." Zayn laughed.

"I know." I muttered trying to concentrate on the road.

"Lily would of been heart broken, destroyed if you didn't come and help me." Louis told me for the second time we got into my car.

"Is he always like this?" I asked Zayn under my breath.

"Only when he's on drugs. Which he is, kind of." Zayn laughed. "If pain killers count."

I just shrugged and continued to drive. I still felt like it was my fault about what happened to Louis but maybe if he just left it he would be fine.

"So... is Marcus having a party tonight?" my brother asked.

"No. His parents are home or something." I told him.

"What are you doing tonight then?" He asked.

"I don't know. Why?"

"Well I was thinking we could all go out? You know to celebrate Louis." Zayn suggested.

"Yeah that sounds good!" Louis chirped.

"Ehh, where about would we go?" I asked.

"The ice cream parlour! Please!" Louis begged like a little child.

"Well it is for you, Louis." Zayn chuckled.

"Sure." I agreed. Ice-cream sounds good.

"Great! I'll text the rest."

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"Wear the jacket." Zayn demanded.

"Why?!" I asked for the third time.

"If you don't then you will look silly."

"I already would wearing it." I groaned. Leather wasn't something I suited.

Zayn let out a long sigh, "I will let you drive in your car if you wear it." I thought for a moment. "Deal?"

"Deal." I agreed shaking his hand. "But I'm not an angel." I laughed before pulling on the leather jacket and making my way outside.

"Follow me." Zayn said whilst climbing onto his bike.

"I know where it is." Why would i need to follow him to the only ice-cream place here?

"Just follow me." He muttered. His helmet was then on and I quickly got into my car.

I followed Zayn's motorbike to where he led. I was about to turn into the road where the ice-cream parlour was but Zayn didn't. I still drove after him hoping he was just going a different way.

After ten minutes we pulled outside of what definitely wasn't an ice-cream parlour. The sign out of it however said in bold ICE-CREAM PARLOUR.