Just Be Mines (Zouis/Niam)

Don't Let Them In

**A/N: THAT PERFECT BOY IS GONE! Btw there's some creepiness and pervertedness from Zayn in this chapter, but nothing violent.**

" So how come we've never talked before?" Louis asked. I looked at him in surprise.

" You've always ignored me." I whispered. He looked at me in understanding, putting his head down.

" Hey it's not your fault, I wouldn't speak to me either." I told him. He glanced at me, his eyes issue of what I was saying.

"Why wouldn't you?" He wondered.

I smiled at him, thinking the answer was obvious to every soul in this school. " I'm not a normal person." I told him, looking upon the soft features of his face. "I've been known to scare a couple of people."

Memorizing the faint brown stubble that was starting to grow on his lips, unsure whether or not they were suppose to be brown or gold. The way his top lip was thinner than his bottom one or the face that his cheekbones were high but his cheeks hollow. Yes, all in one glance I was able to take that in. To memorize his whole face in that one moment, that moment of clarity. The moment when he realized that he shouldn't be associated with me.

His eyes clouded over as he looked me in the eyes. "Well Mr. Malik you'll find that I don't scare so easily." He said, walking off to join his friends.

"There's always a way." I whispered, licking my lips as he walked off. He just looked so tantalizing, so tempting, so edible. I wanted to feel my hands all over him but there was a problem. He wasn't mines. Yet.

" Yet? I love the sound of that. It makes my fingers burn with anticipation."

My eyes drifted over to Harry, his green eyes eyeing me in envy. I smiled at the boy, winking as I walked out of the cafeteria, never once grabbing food. I could feel eyes on me as I walked out but that didn't matter to me.

I walked down the hall, not bothering to look at the others who were expecting me to eat with them. I was at the door, opening the double doors when a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to see Niall's toothy grin.

Thunder cackled above us, forcing our attention to fly towards the sky. The darkness was looming above head, the storm clouds rolling over each other one after another, fighting to get near the school.

Niall whimpered, backing up into the hallway. I turned around to face him, completely confused by his fear. There was nothing to be afraid of at all.

"You're afraid of storms?" I asked.

"Stupid Louis, sending me out here." Niall groaned, looking wearily at the sky.

"Why?" I asked.

"He didn't want you to go to your normal spot." Niall said, fear lacing his voice.

"My normal spot?" I questioned. "How does he know about my normal spot?"

"I don't know what Louis knows or why, to be honest." Niall cried. "So can we just go inside please?!" Niall asked. A yelp escaped his lips when the thunder cracked right above us.

"I think I'll take my chances in the rain." I mumbled. It started to storm just when I took my first step away from the school. I turned and saw Niall shuddering.

I started walking, my boots crunching the small rocks that made up our student parking lot. I kept going until I reached the cover of the woods. The darkness that lay over head clouded me from all that happiness that radiated off of Niall. I turned back just in time to see his blonde hair disappear down the hall.

"So what's the plan?"

"Am I the only one who find Niall to be adorable? All that sweetness in one little Irish body. Let me enjoy my Sweets."

"Umm, no you can't." I whispered, checking my phone. I had one hour to do what needed to be done.

I kept trudging with determination, my stride increasing until I broke into a run. I took long strides, almost like leaps. If anyone was looking they would've thought that I was a mad man running after prey. The funny thing was that they would've been kinda right.

I emerged from the woods, ten minutes lost, near the community park. I was on his street, Emblem Street.

"Louis lives there..." He whispered once I looked at the faded sky blue two story home.

"I know." I whispered.

I kept walking, checking both ways before I entered his yard. I was in the backyard, looking at the large oak tree near the house. I reached the tree and started climbing up until I reached the patio's roof. I crawled over to the window, lifting it up gently.

I poked my head in first before pulling it out and sticking my feet in. I eased my way inside, landing upright in Louis' room.

"Sneaky boy."

I looked down at my phone, thirty seven minutes left. I walked over to his dresser, pulling out a pair of silk black Calvin Klein underwear. I brought it up to my nose and smelt...nothing. I kept inhaling over and over, no smell coming to my nose. I frowned, realizing they were clean.

I then noticed a hamper in the corner, behind his bedroom door. I smiled, strolling over to it. I picked up the first thing I saw, a shirt that he wore last week. I brought it to my face, his scent filling my nostrils. It was sweaty and glorious. I grabbed a pair of his underwear and laid on his bed.

I brought the shirt to my face first, inhaling the sweat from his torso. Then his underwear, getting a whiff of his lower half. I kept exchanging the scents over and over as I rolled around in his bed.

My phone started vibrating in my pocket, drawing my attention. I pulled it out, looking at the alarm. I mentally cursed myself as I rolled out of bed, throwing the shirt back in the hamper.

I stuffed the underwear into my back pocket and climbed out the window. I eased it close, checking my phone. Three minutes left. I jumped off the roof, landing in a crouch.

I quickly ran around the corner, waiting for his car to pull up. I was waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Nothing. I looked at my phone, confused at the time. Louis was never late.

I ran towards the woods, picking up my pace until I was back on the parking lot. I ran forward towards the boys going to their cars. Louis was going to Harry's car, his hands flying rapidly. I walked back to the school once they drove off.

I walked to my locker and pulled out my bag, putting it on my back. I reached down into my pocket, gripping the underwear in my hand.

"I must have this tasty smelling guy soon. Very, very soon."

Sad thing was, I couldn't agree more.

**A/N: So yeah to the creepy stalker stuff. Um I just want to thank whoever it is that's promoting my page! In the past week I've gotten more than 100 story votes and more than twenty followers so thank you mysterious promoter! I am forever in your debt!**