Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 22

hi welcum to chili's

I helped out at a food pantry with my dad this morning :) one of my new years goals was to be more giving, so im also going to try and donate some blood.

also sims music is real art like thats a whole orchestra

I hope you guys are doing well! My smol frens ❤️❤️ if you need to rant then nows the time XD

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I freeze, this was the guy everyone was scared of?

Quite honestly, he didn't look half bad. He had a hearty smile that pushed up against his eyes, making me smile back.

His presence was more cheery and calming than Zayn's uptight and isolated one. It made me feel relived, making me drop my tense shoulders and exhale most of my worries.

"Indeed, I am Niall Horan." I respond, nodding my head a little. I clutch the journal close to my chest, removing one hand to shake his outstretched one.

His hand wraps around my smaller one, giving me a firm and slightly lengthy handshake.

"Come converse with us, lad." Liam invited, patting me on the back to guide me to my chair.

On his last pat, he left his hand pressed to my scapula and thumb over my clavicle. He gently kneaded my flesh, relaxing my muscle.

Free massage from an attractive man? Sign me up!

Usually though, I would argue against a stranger touching me so much, but he seemed so genuine.

I know who im dealing with, but was he really that bad? I should find out the other side of the story, just like Alice suggested.

Zayn was watching us, mostly Liam. His careful eyes watched every move Liam made, almost as if he was nervous.

"I didn't mean to interrupt, i just came to drop off a journal." I confess, holding out the journal for Zayn to take.

Zayn's lips are faintly parted, as if he's about to say something. He quickly inspects the journal for any damages before slowly taking it from me and placing it on the table.

"Thank you, Mr. Horan." He murmurs, his eyes focusing on Liam's hand.

"You're welcome." I respond, about to place my hand in my lap when Liam stops me.

"Hold on there," Liam suspends me, reaching forward and grabbing my arm, "What was the cause of this?"

While eating lunch the other day with Florence and Alice, Florence was describing Louis' scar and decided to pretend to give me one. Only, she sneezed and lightly grazed my arm enough to draw the slightest bit of blood.

I had to think of a lie as im sure they wouldn't want to hear about Louis.

"I had accidentally cut myself cleaning the walls." I clarify, wanting to punch myself for impossible explanation.

While cleaning the walls? Nice one.

"I see, I may have some wrap down in my office," He examines my cut, "You should stop by."

"Its a simple slit, that wont be necessary." Zayn scoffs, giving Liam a look.

"Well, if the wound doesn't properly heal then he can face infection," Liam bites back, his tone turning friendly when addressing me, "We don't want that."

Yea, since its an on site injury it'd look bad on you, or Zayn i should say.

"Liam, it'd be a waste of our supplies." Zayn presses, slightly leaning forward in his chair.