The Demons Inside. [ZM AU]

Ch: 32 || Reality.

You wake up one morning and think to yourself, today is a good day. You hear the birds chirping in the clear blue sky and you son't see any signs of dark clouds. You should wake up and smile because you have another day to live to the full extent. You have another day to live. It shouldn't be another day of drama, bombshells and pain. All because of a stupid emotion called Love. Damn you Cupid. Why did you have to exist? I would've been perfectly alright without love. Everything would be wonderful if love didn't exist between people. Actually, the love bit is fine that expression is fine; it's the stupid stuff that comes with it. The drama, the pain, the heartbreak, the suffering, all the negative stuff.

That would be my reaction for every other day before today. Today was a new chapter in a book that still needed to be complete. If anything, now I've started living. I was dead up to this point, if you understand what I'm saying. Before I was Zayn's, but not 'properly'. Now I am his and he's mines. Officially. It's crazy to even say Zayn Malik has a girlfriend. He tells me that I should be warned, I'm his first girlfriend so he's new to this whole department of love. That's fine, I'm perfectly fine with that. Really. It'll be okay, everything will be okay. Why am I over-thinking things? No-one will tear us apart. There isn't bad out there to break us up. Nope. Nothing. Breathe. Breathe, Sophia. 

"Boo... Are you awake?" I heard Zayn groggily speak from beside me on the bed we shared. Shoot, I've woken the deep sleeper. That means I must've been talking out loud like an idiot. Well done. Pretend to be asleep! Dammit, I thought I was a good actress!

"Sorry, yeah. I'll go back to sleep now. Sorry." I mumbled, fumbling with the bed-sheets to quickly so I could pull it back over me and attempt to sleep on my side, but it was hard for me to sleep if I wake up once. 

"No it's perfectly fine, don't worry. What's the matter?" I felt Zayn's arm snake across my waist and his hot breathe was on my neck as we spooned. We do this a lot, it's only natural. It's an automatic thing, just like breathing. I'm so used to these habits with him, I would be so lost without him by my side. 

"It's nothing." I whispered back through the darkness. The bedside clock read 2:30am, so much for it being morning. It was still lamppost lit outside, why was I even up? This is crazy. I'm not getting enough sleep and you wonder why I'm always so cranky even when I'm not on my period.

"It can't be nothing if you were up in the early hours of the morning, talking to yourself. Something is the matter and I want to help you, so please. Tell me what the matter is." Zayn's also promised me he's going to stop being so overly controlling and protective over me because I need some space. I still need space to breathe, doesn't everyone? Having him around me 24/7 is quite stressful and very overwhelming, also I hardly get time to myself. I worry about him constantly as he does for me, it's not good for either one of our health's. 

"Uh-"

"-the truth and nothing but the truth, Sophia Marie." Zayn was speaking with serious and hearing my full name being said by him was quite weird, but I let it go.

Where do I start? Do I tell him about the nightmares that have kept me up, or do I tell him that I have this weird feeling that something was out there, watching us as we move. Something dark and dangerous, far worse then Zayn could ever get... and that was saying something. Worse then Zayn, is that even possible when you have Niall Horan dead? Bloody hell. That kid was murdered by one of our guys. That's hard to let sink in. People have betrayed us. It's crazy. The good guys, are actually bad.