Enemy (Zayn Malik)

Maze of Memories

I feel highly sedated as I feel myself being shaken and being screamed at by a voice. As I open my eyes Zayn is shaking me rapidly screaming in my face. 

''What's going on'' I feel like I haven't slept in a week.

''I don't exactly know...'' We looked around the room and it was Bella's brothers room where me and Zayn got stuck for the night. We looked at each other with confusion.

''What the fuck'' I looked at Zayn. 

''I thought at first we were going to end up in a ditch somewhere, but Bella's brothers bedroom?'' Zayn rolls his eyes. 

''Well we need to look around just in case there's some sort of bomb, this might be a trick he's pretty clever'' I move around the room, when I go to to touch a chair, its lighter than air. I move around the room at the bed to sit on it and it breaks immediately and as I fall to down the ground a voice lets out a ''Fuck!''. Me and Zayn stop in our tracks immediately.

''What was that?'' Zayn raises an eyebrow. 

''I don't know...none of the furniture is real its all made of weird materials'' I look up to see the baseball clock that was in her brothers room and that looked real.

''Wait come over here'' Zayn is looking up at the corner of the ceiling and a security camera looks down at both of us and I shudder. This is defiantly some sort of trap.

''We need to find the door now!!'' I run around the room trying to picture what her brothers room was like that night. When I realised the wardrobe was in front of door I ran over to it trying to budge it to move. ''Can I have some help please?'' 

We both try and lift the heavy wardrobe as we successfully move it out our path. We both run to the door to get it open and it swings open and we fall out the doorway in anticipation. The room we land in is shaped just like the hospital where Effie was, where me and Zayn kissed. 

''Is this some kind of joke!'' Zayn screams. 

''So this defiantly isn't real, is my brain still full of smoke??'' I question my own sanity.

''Hello lovers'' A voice like earlier projects over our heads.

Me and Zayn scan the room to see if anyone was behind us. 

The walls that were the hospital walls turn to a pristine white, I gulp, the fear of what's going to happen next fills my head.

The walls turn into a person who is looking and speaking through a camera. We see a guy with a mask on of a smiley face. 

''I see your enjoying everything, bringing back romantic memories?'' The figure starts laughing uncontrollably. 

I look at Zayn and his expression still full of nothingness.

''Who are you?'' I question.

''Your worst nightmare'' He starts laughing again. ''Sorry that was extremely cliché''

''Just tell us who you are, freak'' Zayn's voice stern. 

''How about we make a deal?''

''Anything to know who you are'' I start to feel anger raging inside me.

''If you complete every single trial, I will show you my real identity at the end''

''Trials?'' The word makes my heart drop.

''Yes, trials. Every single room is a room where you and Zayn have been with each other, or usually done something romantic with each other. And you should both be punished for what you have done''