Mirror - 1D Fanfic

Chapter Seven

Shit.

I placed the kit back down and pretended to be rummaging around, looking for something.

" Uh..goodmorning Paige I was just uh..looking for my...brush! " I said, coming up with a lie as fast as possible.

I stood up quickly and turned to face her. She had a questionable look on her face.

" Why would your brush be under the sink? " she asked, going to grab a mug for coffee.

" I don't know.. could you go check the basement for me? " I asked, trying to get rid of her.

She sighed but walked out and I waited until I heard her footsteps go down the steps before grabbing the kit and bolting back up to my room.

I almost fell over as I ran into someone turning the corner.

" Ow.. " I said, rubbing my side in which I was crashed into.

" Why do you have that? " Lauren asked, pointing to the med kit.

" Long story and I can't explain it right now..just.. " I hesitated before grabbing her arm. " Come with me. "

I pulled her into my room, locking the door. I then proceeded to yank her through the mirror.

Before she could react to being pulled through a mirror, I lead her quickly down the stairs to the living room.

Niall looked up hopefully at me. I set down the kit next to Harry and scanned the room for Louis, Liam and Zayn.

" Where are- "

" Louis and Liam took Zayn up to his room and they are trying to calm him down. " he replied, cutting me off.

I nodded and crouched down beside Harry.

" Is he still conscious? " I asked, frantically pulling out supplies from the kit.

Niall sighed. " Barely. "

He looked up at Lauren who stood over us, very confused and in a daze of some sorts.

" Lauren, don't just stand there, come help us! " I said, snapping her out of it.

She bent down wearily next to me as I cleaned some of the dried blood off of Harry's face.

Niall wrapped Harry's left hand that he had used to throw a few punches at Zayn. It seemed to he broken or fractured at least.

" Hey uh, Chandler? " a voice called from the stairs.

" Yeah? " I asked, not really in the mood for distractions.

" Could you..uh come upstairs?? " Louis asked, scratching the back of his neck.

" I'm kind of busy here Lou."

"Go ahead, I got it." Niall said.

We exchanged a glance before he nodded. I stood up following Louis up the stairs into the room I could only assume was Zayn's.

I saw Liam slumped over in the chair in the corner. I looked around the room until my eyes settled on a dark figure standing by the window.

I shrunk back out of instinct, bumping into Louis. He rubbed my back for comfort.

" So you're this infamous 'Chandler' that has been causing trouble? " the figure asked, his voice seeming as smooth as silk.

I scrunched my eyebrows. " Trouble? "

He turned toward me, the dim light of the window revealing the familiar eyes of Zayn.

" Yes, trouble. "