Who Knew?(Sequel) Book 2

Chapter 18

*THIS IS REALLY OVERDUE AND I'M SORRY! AUTHORS NOTE AT END PLEASE* 

(Niall's POV)

What happened last night? I must have blacked out in the middle of it happening, whatever 'it' was. I slowly opened my eyes and the room was dark, as it always is. The blinds were shut but I could see that it was daytime. I cleared my vision and squinted my eyes and looked beside me. There he was, fucking Zayn. I heavily sighed to myself and tried sitting up but that didn't exactly work out. My arse hurt so bad. 

I don't even remember having sex with him last night though, but we dd have it during the day yesterday so it's possible that I'm still sore from that. I really do regret agreeing to it. He said he would be gentle  but as soon as I agreed that completely changed, he didn't care that I was in pain, all he cared about was the pleasure. 

"Babe?" Zayn asked. 

"Yeah?" I replied 

"Why are you awake? Come back to bed." he whined. 

"But I want to shower." he sighed and got up. He gathered some clothes for me to wear and waited for me to stand up. I did my best to stand up without falling over and we walked to the bathroom that was built into my bedroom. Zayn placed the clothes on the counter and stood there. 

"Um, what are you doing?" I asked. 

"Waiting for you to strip down." he said. I hesitantly stripped of my shorts and boxers and turned the shower on. Once it was warm enough I stepped in, but I noticed that Zayn was following me. I got in the shower and way and let the water run down my body. I felt hands on my hips and I flinched, turning around I saw Zayn looking down at me. I shifted out of his grip and started to wash my hair, but Zayn had other plans. 

He pushed me against the shower wall and kissed me hard with lust. His erection was pressed against my stomach and I pulled away. 

"Zayn stop." I managed to spit out. He didn't listen and kept on kissing my jaw and rubbing himself against me. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him hard enough that he got off of me. I looked down and rinsed out my hair. 

"I thought I told you to never push me away." he growled. I didn't want to look at him, so instead I continued to wash my hair and put some conditioner in and ran it through my hair to make it soft. I wish I could have rinsed it out before what happened next, but not everyone gets what they want. 

Zayn turned me around and shoved me into the wall face first. I groaned and I knew what was next. He pushed himself into me and well, lets just say that he had the carry me out of the shower after he did what he 'had' to do and washed me. 

He dried me off and dressed me in my boxers and one of his shirts, he laid me down on the bed and tucked me in. My stomach growled and I remember that I didn't eat dinner last and I'm pretty sure it was around lunch time now due to all the movement I could hear out in the main room. 

"Z-Zayn I'm h-hungry." I whispered. He glared at me but didn't respond. After that I just kept quiet and didn't bother. 

The rest of the day I went without food and went without water and even talking. Why is he being so weird. He was nice when he woke up and then it all turned to shit when I said I wanted a shower. Maybe something happened to him while he was in prison to make him this way? I doubt it though, I feel like he was the person to cause people pain instead of receive it. 

I stayed in bed and I wasn't allowed to get up, Zayn had to do everything for me and wouldn't allow me any freedom. It sucked. After a few hours there was a knock on the door and i  sat up but Zayn looked at me with such a glare it could kill anyone. I slouched back down and slumped against the bed. Zayn opened the door and I heard a small feminine voice. Melina.