Drive (Ziall BOYXBOY) ✅

Chapter 20

Niall POV

I slowly open my eyes, feeling drowsy and uncomfortable how I slept. I had a dream about Zayn attacking me with kisses on our bed and making love to me. It felt so real and I wish, I hadn't waken up to my reality. I miss him so much and I hope he's going okay. He's probably freaking out and blaming himself for Ed taking me.

I honesty don't blame Zayn, he's done things that made our relationship rocky, but what's a relationship with flaws. I just wanna curl up into Zayn's chest and sleep, having his warms arms comforting me.

"Your awake." A female voice said. I snap my eyes up to meet Diana's face.

"Diana?" I questioned.

"In the flesh, how are you doing? I'm guessing terrible and awful. You don't mess with me or what's mine." She spat.

"Zayn is not yours, he's mine. Did you know, he got the first letter of my name tatted on his collarbone?"

"Shut up." Diana says grinding her teeth.

"Did you know that Zayn and I made love in the woods three times? I bet you haven't heard of the sexy nicknames I gave him like Malik pistol and Malik the tongue snake." I sassed, then I earned a hard slap in the face and she claw my face with her nails.

"If you don't just the hell up, I will have to dump you in the acid tub." She smirks.

"A-Acid t-tub?" I questioned stuttering.

"Yes, no one will find you when will dispose of your body with acid in the basement. I advise you to pray here in this nice little attic, cuz there's no Zayn to save you now, so you had your fun with my man. It's my turn." She smiles wickedly.

"No! You can't do that to me, I don't wanna die." I beg.

"I don't care, Zayn is forever mine, even if he doesn't want me, he still won't be able to have you. You will just be a pile of bones." She cackled and left the attic.

I feel tears leaking out my eyes, how can a person be this cruel over my man. Diana seriously need helps, I didn't even say goodbye Zayn. If I die, Zayn will be a total wreck, I hope Zayn will save me in time.

Zayn POV

I wake up feeling refresh, I tap the side of the bed and I don't feel Niall with me. I get up from the bed and check the bathroom, then dining area but nothing. Then it hit me, Niall's been kidnap and it's all my fault. It's like I've been punish for hurting him so much.

When things were getting better, I always screw everything up. I've missed his Irish laugh, I've missed the way he kisses me, god I miss the way he stares at me with admiration like he loves me. I shouldn't be loved by Niall. I've took it all for granted and now I'm hurting like never before.

This is how Niall felt, when I left him a year ago? The lonely feeling and the emptiness feeling inside your chest. I never want Niall to experience that again. I vow to find him and keep him safe and love him until the day I die.

I cannot even function without Niall being next to me, why would they take him, they should've took me instead. Niall doesn't need to be hurt because of me.

I snap out of my thoughts to hear a knock on the door, I quickly rush towards the door praying and hoping Niall escape, so I can kiss him and and hold him in my arms. I open the door and frown.

"Harry, Louis." I say calmly.

"Zayn." Louis said uncaring.

"Where's Niall?" Harry questioned.