Decrypted

Chapter 10

dogs rlly are a blessing to this world. 

moar ziall chap :)

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Zayn and Niall had split from Lea and Liam, cautiously walking down the section labled 'SAF'. 

"SAF," Niall mumbled to himself, trying to figure out the meaning, "South...Asia...No that wouldnt make sense. Special American? Forces? No..." 

"Semi-Automatic Firearms." Zayn responds, helping out his boy. 

"Oh right, that would make a lot more sense." Niall nodded, his eyes grazing over the multitudes of weapons hung on the walls. 

Lights cast down on the display cases, illuminating the deadly items. Niall's mind was almost overflowing with how many guns he was having to process. 

There were so many, each a different color and look but they all had the same job. 

"I think if i had to choose a gun to use, it'd be this one." Niall stopped, pointing to a small handgun that was completely black. 

"Of course you choose that one." Zayn chuckled, looking at the petite weapon.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Niall frowned, getting ready to be insulted again. 

"Well, it's so small and probably holds 7 bullets-Have you ever even used a gun?" Zayn cut himself off, asking Niall a question.

"That doesn't matter." Niall broke his gaze from Zayn, looking at the guns again. 

"So you haven't," Zayn smirked, but then put his hand on Niall's shoulder for a second when he saw Niall begin to look upset, "But that's okay, its not a bad thing. I can teach you." 

"You can?" Niall smiled, excited to shoot a gun for the first time.

Zayn quickly glanced behind them, making sure no human patroller was there. "Just give me one second, cookie, then i'm all yours." 

He waited until the bot had its back turned, then stealthily snuck to it and opened the back of its main control system. He had some water on him to drink, but instead, decided to use the water to damage the robot. 

Sparks dashes out of the panel, taking the bot's functionality with them. 

"We have to make this quick, okay?" Zayn warned, pulling out his own pistol and fastening a silencer on the barrel. 

Niall nodded, holding his hands out to take the gun. 

"Not so fast," Zayn tutted, "You dont even know where to put your hands yet." 

So, Zayn pretended as if he were about to shoot, showing where his hands would be and how to aim. 

Niall took the gun, and mirrored his actions, except that his left hand had a tendency to choke up on the barrel. 

Zayn lightly touched the blonde's hand, directing it more towards the trigger area of the gun. "Just like that, good." 

"Now, you see that black turret up there?" Zayn whispered, putting his hands on Niall's to aim them at the bot. 

Niall could feel Zayn's breath kiss his ear as he spoke because of how close he was. 

"I want you to shoot it."

"We cant!" Niall fought, regretting the lesson. 

"Sure we can." Zayn said, squinting his eyes and pushing down on Niall's finger which activated the trigger.

The turret blew up in the one shot and pieces of the bot fell to the ground, clanking against the metal. 

"We just did."

This sound activated the next turret that was now activated and scanning for the pair. 

It began shooting lasers nearby, just grazing their skin. Before Niall could even think, Zayn grabbed the gun out of Niall's hand and shot the turret. 

The black haired boy let out a sigh of relief, quickly checking the hallways to make sure they were empty. 

"I think we're gonna get caught." Niall panicked, his breathing started to quicken. Thoughts of him and Zayn swimming in a rad bath began racing around his head, almost making him gag.

"We destroyed a turret, so what?" Zayn shrugged, "They have millions." 

"Two turrets and a robot!" Niall corrected, pointing to the dead robot. He barely even knew what those things were, but they broke them and now would have to pay.

"Oh, yea," Zayn pursed his lips, "We should probably leave now." 

Just as Zayn finished his last word, sirens started blaring through the hallways and the boots of multiple soldiers could be heard. 

Zayn began running, rolling his feet to make the softest noise. He stopped at the end of the hallway, carefully peering on the other side of the wall. 

"Coast clear?" Niall asked worriedly, shaking with fear. 

"Not quite," Zayn tried his best to conceal his own fear with acting nonchalant, but couldn't manage, "We're totally fucked." 

 "Oh my god!" Niall cried, on the verge of a panic attack. His knees felt so weak, and a band formed around his chest, preventing him from breathing. 

"You throwing a fit isn't going to help us." Zayn snapped, wishing the boy would shut up already. 

"I just wanted to find Harry, i dont want to die. They-they're gonna throw us in a rad bath and-" Niall's voice was cracking. He'd never been in such high stress situations before, all he ever knew was Crimson cove's peaceful beaches. He was breaking under the stress, especially when he was convincing himself he was going to die. 

He just wanted to see Harry again, he hoped Harry knew that he went to look for him. Niall sure was going to miss Harry's hugs and appreciation when Niall was dead. 

Zayn found himself faltering under the sorrow his boy expressed. Niall's big, blue eyes filled with tears was not a sight Zayn liked to see. 

"Hey, Ni," Zayn cooed, using Niall's name to calm him, "We're gonna be alright." 

He stroked Niall's hair, letting his hand fall down his face to cup his cheek, "Even if they do find us, it's me before you." 

As much as Zayn was becoming to like this boy, it was evident how much love he had for Harry. He tried to rationalize his jealously by applying the same situation to himself. He was worried about his father and wanted to find him too. 

But Zayn didn't understand why Niall speaking of Harry made him so upset, what was so special about this doctor that Niall found so important?

"You'll find Harry, alive and well," Zayn forced out, "I promise."

But, Zayn's attempts at calming the boy were in vain, as a few seconds later they were surrounded by soldiers with guns pointed towards them. 

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okay losers i got a mad headache so imma zayn, but i hope you enjoyed :) 

drama shit for next chapter, bring popcorn.

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