Fabulous || Ziall • Narry

Chapter 25 ~ A Trip Down Memory Lane

Zayn

I went out of the shower, dressed only in my robe. The noise from downstairs went down a bit. I can't seem to hear any voices chatting. What the hell happened? Due to my curiosity, I found myself climbing down the stairs. I was dumbfounded at the sight of the living room, not that there's trash all across the table and floor, they're gone already. Wait if they're all finished, then where's Niall? I crossed my arms, eyeing the whole room. There wasn't a single noise heard so obviously there was no one there. 

I went to the kitchen, it was deserted. Not here. Then, I remembered, there's one room I haven't checked at all. The music room. I hastily walked towards the room, twisting the door knob when I was in front of the door. The room was filled with instruments, of course it's a music room. There was a white grand piano in the middle which is used and owned by me. I love my piano, since I was a child I was trained to used it, at first it was my parents who taught me but later they've hired a more professional so that they could teach me to play other instruments. Ever since, the piano became a remembrance of my parents. If I wasn't at my room, I mostly go here. Winding myself as I play instruments and write songs. The room is pretty neat itself as I was the one whose mostly present in it, I took in charge with the room. I climbed down the 'steps', composed of three so I could view the room even closer. I observed the room for a while, convinced that Niall wasn't there I was prepared to leave when I see something slipping out under the grand piano.

I moved a few steps forward, getting closer to the 'thing' slipping out under the piano. Turns out, it was a leg. A human leg. My eyes slowly move upward just to see the person I was looking for who looks heavily asleep. His hand holding a book. I stepped on his foot making him yelp and stood up only to crash his skull on the piano. "Ah!" He whined, he then looked at me creepily. I crossed my arms, "Niall, what are you doing down there?"

He then placed a finger on his lips, "Shh! I'm quietly looking for answers."

"What?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Am I guilty.....or innocent?" He said dramatically. "Niall, did you do something again?"

"Yes." Niall patted his chest, "I believe I have done something."

"That's why you're not going back to your room because you'll get in trouble? So, why hide here? I questioned. He didn't answer instead his eyes started to flutter, blue eyes shining at me. So he's giving me the puppy eyes huh. He slightly pouted his lips. "If you want to earn forgiveness, first you gotta crawl out of there." Niall shook his head. "I don't want! I cannot come out!"

"You must have done something really bad." I bent towards him, "Hurry and come out already!" I tried pulling his leg but he wrapped his arms around one of the piano's leg. "I can't leave!" Niall whined. "Ugh, come out already!" I said, grabbing his leg even harder.

"Zayn, let my leg go!" I threw his leg back at him. "I'm not going to leave."

"Oh really?" I asked, smirking. I stood up straight and headed to the piano keys. I lifted the cover and started pressing random keys. "I won't come out! I won't come out!" He whined like a child, obviously affected by the loud noise. I stopped, "Niall, do you realy think think it's time for you to be drunk and start acting like a spoiled brat as you cause trouble? Have you even heard the song that's going to be your solo?"

"If it's a song made by Zayn then I'm sure it's good." His head peeked out of the piano, "Zayn!" He said as if there was a light bulb popping near his head. "I'm your fan. Fan."

"I don't need a fan like you." I said in a cold voice. "Y-You don't need a fan like me?" He questioned, face falling. He then looks down and spoke in a more quiet voice, "B-but to be your fan. If I'm your fan then it's fine to congratulate you even though my heart is hurting." Niall quickly turned to me again, "Zayn! Please let me become your fan!"