Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 29

 all i have to do is just have ziall bond bc as of now mostly everything is set for the shit show of the ending. So, once Zayn hits the point where he like likes niall BUCKLE UP, FUCKERS, THIS SHIT IS ABOUT TO GET T R A G I C

okay whew i just needed to get that out :) excuse my language im excited :)

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"Why?" I find myself blurting, looking back at her. 

She's in deep thought, "I had made something, Mr. Malik had told me and i had placed it downstairs. I cannot recall what the object was, but it had that symbol." 

Thanks for the help, old lady, your age is getting to you.

"Once you figure it out, please tell me, im considering tossing this junk." I mumble, walking back over to the table with my friends. 

~(time skip to the next day)~

I wake up bright and  very early the next morning with the same knot in my stomach as i had two days prior. 

Today was a lesson with Zayn. 

My nerves must have gotten the best of me, as i was up before sunrise. I could still make out my room through the small amount of moonlight that shined through the window.

I checked my dresser for any new gifts, and to my surprise, i find a pen. 

Another gift? 

I wonder how much trouble this will cause me.

Its a dark blue ball point pen that had the same design as the necklace. A silver snake coiled around the tip of the pen and stopped at the bottom. 

It sparkled in the moonlight, making the pen look even more beautiful.

The pen was small, but weighted, leading me to believe it was crafted with quality materials. 

I slip the pen inside one of my pockets,  and made my way to the cherry wood door. Once i reached the door, i knocked lightly as i didn't want to disturb the sleeping staff. 

I waited for about a minute, fighting with myself on weather or not to knock again.

To my surprise, the door opened, revealing a slightly sleepy Zayn. 

He's opening the door for me? Talk about progress!

"Good morning, Mr. Horan." He slurred, reaching up one hand to rub his eye to rid it of crust. 

"Good morning, Mr. Malik." I smile softly at him, finding his drowsy state slightly endearing. 

Today should be easy, he's hopefully too tired to catch onto my questions.

He widened the door, expanding the slit for which i could enter. 

As soon as i stepped foot in his office, the butterflies returned to my stomach, only this time they seemed to be twice as excited. 

He follows me up the steps, breaking apart from me to slump down in his desk.

His head resets in the palm of hand, and his eyes fought to stay awake. 

"Have i come too early?" I shyly ask, watching as he takes long blinks. 

"Mmhmm," He hums with his eyes still closed and a small smile on his lips, "All is well." 

While his eyes are closed, i take a chance to really admire him. 

He's very handsome, actually.