Creatures Lurking in The Dark (Ziall AU)

Revealed

ZAYN'S POV:

"I want you all to meet Niall... my boyfriend!" I smiled at their faces when they turned to us. Liam and Louis had small smirks, but still looked shocked. On the totally other hand Harry looked furious. I knew that my prediction was right when he opened his mouth.

"Your what! Zayn you can't date a guy that just tried to kill your best mate. He threw me to the ground! If it wasn't for you I could be dead or in the hospital. You can't actually want to date him?!?" His final statement sounded more like a question.

Being the guy I am I had the feeling to answer very smart. "I can date him if I like him, therefore I will date him because I care about him. I know you don't like it, but that is what it is." I growled.

Harry stared at me, completely defeated and drooped his head. I felt slightly bad, but saw Liam and Louis having a hard time to contain their laughter which whipped all guilt from my body. It wasn't my fault that he couldn't get along with an amazing, but slightly nervous, boy. I wasn't doing anything wrong by falling in love with someone, except maybe being gay if you were a homophobe. I guess at that point it would make sense. Could that be why Harry wasn't okay with it?

Liam and Louis were quietly giggling while Niall was curling into my side more. I looked at the boys and talked again. "We should probably go home before it gets cold. Our house is this way." I smiled at the boys and got a glare from Harry and smirks from Liam and Louis for saying 'our'. Did they think that we were closer than they had expected? Had Liam expected the small kiss that I dealt to lead to everything now?

HARRY'S POV:

To be totally honest, I wasn't angry at Niall for being or angry at Zayn for being his friend. I was angry that they were dating, and no, I am not a homophobe. I have actually had a crush on Zayn for about two years and was planning on telling him and asking him out, but all my plans had spun out of control when he left without any warning. Ya I was being jealous and hasty, but how was I supposed to feel? I really cared about him and now he was slamming my heart to the ground repeatedly.

I had always been a bit over dramatic and Zayn knew I was bi. How in the world did he not pick up on my liking to him and why was he so careless even when he didn't know? Did he actually care for Niall like he claimed to? Why were his teeth so pointy? Why did I care so much about someone that was so stupid? I heard Zayn speaking, but i couldn't make out his words because my thoughts were so ungathered. I watched as everyone seemed to start walking and followed them quietly. I wanted to get to his home and make my late move.

I couldn't let the Niall idiot get the guy that I cared so much for. I loved Zayn and I wanted him as mine not someone like Niall's. I was beyond angry as I saw Zayn peck Niall's head and tried so hard to keep myself calm and not get angry. As Niall leaned up to kiss his lips I blew up and darted over to them. I slapped Niall and looked at Zayn to find him gobsmacked. I ignored his desperate pleads for me to stop and walked right over to Niall. I punched him in the nose and watched as he fell to the ground.

I walked over to him and climbed onto his writhing body. I wanted him out of my life and I wanted Zayn as mine. I threw a few punches to his gut and even a few to his face before he snapped out of his shocked faze. He kicked up at my back and hit me square in the spine. I could hear someone yelling in the back, but adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I couldn't help but go defensive.

I fell forward onto the blonde hair boy at the impact of his foot and screeched in pain. He took control as he flipped us over and pulled his arm back. I felt his fist connect with the side of my face and saw stars. The yelling was still there but it was blurred. I had definitely been mistaken when I thought that the boy would be weak because of his size.

I felt another kick hit my stomach and a fist upper-cutted into my jaw. I yelp in pain and felt his body being torn from mine. I cringed as I heard his screaming to be let free. I looked up with blurred vision to find Zayn holding Niall to his chest, stroking his hair, and Niall was thrashing around trying to escape the grip.

I stood to my feet and charged at the boy only to be pulled back by Liam. I turned to him furiously as he furrowed his brow. "So you want to attack a guy that was close to killing you only moments ago?" his sense tried to pull me back. I was so angry and continued to try and pull out of his grasp. I looked over to Zayn and Niall and got even angrier. Niall was hugging into Zayn's chest and Zayn was running his hands through Niall's hair. Zayn was also saying quiet words that I couldn't understand.

The anger inside me boiled up like a flurry of bubbles once again and I tried to pull one last time. When Liam wouldn't let go I gave him a glare but relaxed my body slightly. That was when I realized a look of recognition in Zayn's eyes and wanted to know automatically why he was looking like that. "What?" I growled.

He laughed lightly before responding. "I just never noticed that you loved Zayn. I can't believe I missed it. You are not angry because you dislike the guy, but because you are jealous." How in the world di he infer that? Ya it was all true, but he never seemed to really get the whole concept of love.

"What makes you think that?" I hissed. I wanted to know what I was doing to give myself away. I couldn't have Zayn figuring out and I definitely couldn't let Louis figure out. He would never stop teasing me for it.

"It is passed obvious. You were fine and tensed when Zayn kissed his head, but when they went for a lip lock you blew up and went to beat the poor guy up. He never did anything wrong and yet you still attacked him." Liam explained. I realized that everything he said was true. I was being crazy and obvious.

I looked back over at the blonde haired kid and the love of my life to find them staring into eachother's eyes. I went to step closer to them, but felt Liam grab my arm again. He gave me a look that said 'do you want it to be obvious' and I instantly backed down. I didn't want anyone to know that I liked my best friend. It just seemed so wrong. I gave Liam a look and he let go, but I didn't go over to Zayn and Niall. Instead I walked over to where Louis was and sat beside him.

"Hey. What is up?" I said as I looked back to the loving couple and sighed. I really had no chance with Zayn now that he had Niall.

NIALL'S POV:

I stood silently in Zayn's arms. I had been angry, but he knew exactly how to calm me down. He smiled lightly at me and his angelic face was cleared of all worry when I smiled back. He leaned closer to me, but instead of kissing me like I had expected, he just stared into my eyes. I was desperate for a kiss so I stood to my tip-toes and placed my lips gently against his. I could hear who I expected to be Harry hiss at us quietly and rolled my eyes under my lids.

He wanted my Zayn and he made it obvious. I wanted to knock him senseless earlier, but Zayn had stopped me. I doubt anyone would even notice if I had killed him other than the four boys with me at the moment. We were not hanging around in a very secure place and I had proof that I probably would get away with it. About 200 years back I had seen about ten people get killed and not once did the murderer get caught. Mills Creek was a very run down place and we had almost no security.

I pulled back slightly from Zayn's lips and looked into his warm chocolate eyes. I gave him a weak smile and looked around for the other boys. I found Louis and Harry sitting by the car and realized that we never had gotten home. I scanned the area a bit more and found Liam staring at the road that we had to travel down. I looked up at Zayn who also had realization sketched into his features. I smiled at him and grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the others.

I looked at them and back to Zayn who just climbed into the vehicle and everyone followed, leaving the passenger open for me. I laughed a bit at the fact that they knew I wouldn't be okay with being separated from Zayn. I clambered in as Zayn rushed of towards our small house. I liked the feeling of saying 'our'. I never really had someone to have an 'our' with. Not since my family at least. Maybe someday I could tell Zayn everything and what I am. Maybe someday I could fall truly madly and deeply in love with the boy beside me.