Forbidden Love

Chapter Three: Dual Lust

        Zayn held his arm out to stop me from going ahead of him. Not like I planned to do that. Honestly, I was glad he told me to stay behind him. I was scared to death. I could feel his fear and my fear. It piled on to each other. But I could also feel his confidence. That helped. A little confidence goes a long way when your scared like this.

        "You sure you're ready?" Zayn looked in my eyes. We were at the door. I swear the room we were in was like a shed. A scary shed. The lights were dim to start.

        I took one last glance around the room. "Yes." I faintly whispered, fear shaking in my voice. Zayn put his hand on the handle, opening it slowly at first, hoping the guards wouldn't notice but they turned right away. They yelled "Nick, we've got a code RED!" We backed away. 

        "Zayn, I don't think we can do this," I sighed, breathing heavily whispering to him between breaths, "They're yelling for Nick."

        "Alex, communicate through minds. I know you can do this. Focus." He believed in me.

     *** A/N: Italics is Alex's mind. Bold italics is Zayn's mind. Remember it's Alex's POV still ***

           I thought and concentrated on him. Okay. Focus Alex. You can do this. Ohmygoddd! Alex, you did it! I'll celebrate later. And ask questions later. So what's the plan now? So, we have two options- Option One, an excuse and Option Two, make a run for it  and see if we can make it before the guards get us, and most important Nick. If I choose Option One, what's the worst thing Nick can do to me? I don't know. You can't be too careful, but we only have a few seconds to decide. I can't hold this door much longer, even with you helping. Option One. We can communicate like this and find a way out later. Good point. I'm gonna let go of the door. The excuse is we were hungry and thought it'd be okay to get food. Hide the pool. You have knee high boots. Put it in there. Your denim jeans will protect you from burning long enough for us to get through. Okay. 

        He let go of the door and guards came running in. They grabbed our arms and put them behind our backs as Nick came over. He was pissed. He signaled his guards to turn us around to face him. "What the fuck were you thinking?! You could just escape like that?" 

        "Actually we were going to get food, your such a dumbass, and your guards too." 

        Nick came over to Zayn and held up his chin with a knife against his head. Zayn was sweating but I could feel Zayn knew he'd be fine. "Say one more of your rude snotty comments and you two will be in seperate rooms again, and Zayn, you of all people know what that means for little miss cutie over here." Nick slit Zayn's cheek and blood was dripping down his face. If the guards weren't holding Zayn I'm sure he would have fought back. Nick walked a few steps over to me. "As for you beautiful, I expect you to be a good girl from now on." He grabbed my head and made me look at him. Eye contact. It wasn't by will though. I pulled my head, struggling. He was strong. Too strong. I stopped struggling and gave up.

        My eyes were teary as Nick held up a knife to me. He rubbed the ends around my face, moving my hair out of my face. My heart was beating fast. I'm sure the guards felt the pulse in my wrist. Nick looked at me with deep eyes. I didn't know what he was trying to do. I just looked at him with eyes that showed I despised him. He pulled the knife off my face and put it in his pocket. He looked at me with an intensity that made me fall apart inside. He slapped me in the face and I took it. My cheek was burning. 

        "Let me have her." The guards let go of my arms and Nick grabbed me. He picked me up and put me over his shoulder. I looked at Zayn saying help me with my eyes. He tried to pull from the guards. Zayn was screaming.