Just Be Mines (Zouis/Niam)

The Monsters

**A/N: Hi sorry if you haven't read the author's note and read my point 4. Please read the chapter named Major Author's Note and Part One: We Found Love before you read this chapter. Please and thank you!**

"He's yours, take him NOW!" He yelled at me.

"Patience, he's with his friends." The other one said.

"But I want to feel his blood in my hands, to watch the light leave those sea green eyes." He barked, causing me to shudder from the intensity.

"No, you can't kill him. I need to be in him." The other said, lust dripping in his voice.

"No, no, shut up, shut up, shut up!" I yelled to them. I pounded the palm of hand against my head, over and over, urging them to quiet down. I couldn't listen to him, to beautiful Louis.

I was sitting in a chair right across from his table. They were eating, the three of them, laughing and having a swell time. The blonde kid was looking at the big one the gentle brown eyes. There was so much love shared between them, it was heart wrenching. I wanted what they had but I wanted to have that relationship with one man. Louis Tomlinson.

"You can have all of that if you just listen to me." He hissed.

I shook my head harshly, the graphite of the pencil sliding across the page, destroying the picture I was drawing. "It's my body so I'll do what I want with it." I groaned.

"How do you know it's your body?" He growled.

"Because I'm here. It listens to what I say!" I yelled at them.

"We're here too!" He yelled.

"No, you're imposters, I'm the real me." I cried out to them.

His dark chuckle echoed through my mind, so cold and bone chilling I felt my skin crawl. "How can you be so sure?" He asked, trying to confuse me. "There's three of us here and there always has been. Who are you to say which one of us are the imposters and which one aren't?"

I slammed the binder close, looking at them. I don't care what they say, I am me, the real me, they're the monsters. It was the only thing that I've carried around with me constantly since freshmen year. It had everything I needed to know about the guy I loved.

Hair colour: light brown with a mixture of dark brown tints. Eye colour: ( from pupils outward) golden to brown, fading to a pale green with dark blue outlining, which translate to Sea Green. Hair length: 6.3". Favourite colour: green and blue. Height: 5"8.9. There was more things on the list but that wasn't what was concerning me right now.

The biggest concern of mines was the lad walking up to Louis. This tall lanky kid with messy curly hair sat beside him, his long black over coat barely an inch from the ground. He leaned in and kissed Louis on the lips, bringing a smile to his face. Who was this boy that touched the boy that was suppose to be mines?

"I told you we should've slit his pretty little thin throat." The voice growled. "Look at you, weak from that little kiss. If Louis was dead you wouldn't have to deal with this pain."

"I will not kill Louis!" I finalized, shutting him up. I reached into my bag, rummaging through it until I heard the rattle of pills. I pulled out the see through orange bottle. I looked at it, the dark blue pills filling it to the rim.

"We don't need those. Throw them away." He whispered to me.

His words kept playing over and over in my head, taunting me until finally I walked up to the trash can that was behind me. I dropped the bottle inside, letting it crash to the bottom of it. I pulled my dark blue strings, tightening the hood of my hoodie even tighter. My reflection caught my eyes as I walked past the window, dark blue hoodie and jeans with black boots. Tiny bits of hair was sticking out from under the hood, being to be released from its captivity.

I turned to start walking, colliding into the curly haired lad. He was about two inches taller than me, but I blame that curly hair of his. His thin frame in front of me, blocking my path.

He looked down at me, "Are you alright?" He asked. I nodded and he smirked, the corner of his lips in a sly smile. "Good, now stop looking at my boyfriend will ya?"

I looked at the taller smile, my words barely audible as I told him, "You should be careful what you say, words can kill."

"What the fuck is your problem?!" He asked, pushing me, my back slamming against the glass.

"KILL HIM!" He screamed. " KILL HIM, KILL HIM, KILL HIM! SNATCH HIS FUCKING THROAT OUT!"

"No!" I screamed, connecting my fist with his face.

"Stop this!" A slightly high pitched voice came. Louis ran up to us, wedging himself in between the both of us. "Dammit Harry!"

Harry rubbed his jaw, his dark green eyes glaring at me. "He started it!"

Louis gave him an incredulous look, shaking his head back and forth in disbelief. "How so?" He questioned, crossing his arms and planting his feet firmly. "You walked over here and pushed him against the window. On what planet is that him starting it?"

"KILL HARRY NOW!"

"So you're taking his side?" Harry asked.

Louis ran his hand through his hair, ruffling his hair in annoyance. "Harry go sit back down please."

"But he was looking at you!" Harry retorted. "The way he looks at you makes me think he's a bloody stalker!"

Louis shrugged his shoulders, completely unfazed by the accusations. "I heard that stalking is one of the most sincerest forms of flattery." He turned and smiled at me. "Now Zayn, Harry's sorry and he'll never do it again, will you Harry?" Louis asked, causing Harry to stiffly shake his head. Harry walked back to the table with the others and Louis smiled weakly at me before joining his friends at the table.

"He knows my name." I whispered. I started walking, grabbing my binder along the way as I trudged past them. "Louis Tomlinson knows our name."

I kept walking, dragging my feet down the lonely road. Everything was tugging at my stomach as if the world was going to explode.

"He wants me just as bad as I want him! He wants me to take him!"

"No he wants me to kill him, he wants my name to be the last thing that escapes from his mouth."

"Maybe he just wants to love me. Yes that's it, he wants to love me." I whispered. I stopped under a large oak tree, opening my binder to write in it.

June 27th, 2014

Louis says my name with all the love in the world. Says my feelings for him is flattery. He wants to be with me.

I close the book, smiling at those words. Yes, that was the truth, I could feel it. "We'll be together Louis, just you wait."

**A/N: So if you haven't realized by now, there's three Zayn's. You'll see three different font styles a lot. Obviously you can tell the three different Zayn personas from this first chapter. Hope you like it! Weird thing, I got the idea of this story by listening to Just Be Mines by Cher Lloyd. I have no idea how.**