Drown

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A/N
Song for this chapter: You Found me/ The Fray

This chapter is kind of a filler so sorry in advance.
Not edited.

Zayn drove me back to his apartment, carrying me to the elevator even though I told him it wasn't necessary, giggling the whole time.

"I think it's completely necessary" He smirked slightly, setting me down to open his apartment door.

He immediately picked me back up and put me on the couch.

"Stay here and don't move" He ordered, walking into another room.

He came back a few moments later with a blanket and a pillow in his hand, setting it down on the table.

He picked me up once again and brought me to his room, laying me down on the bed.

"You can stay here for as long as you'd like."

I sat up.

"Zayn you really don't have to-"

"I insist" he chuckled.

"I'll sleep in the other room while you sleep in mine."

He pulled up the covers and waved goodnight, shutting the down halfway when I said wait.

"Yeah?"

"Will you um...stay with me for the night?" I mumbled slightly, my cheeks turning red.

He shut the door behind him, taking off his sweatpants and shirt and climbed into bed. He wrapped both of his arms around me.

"G'night Niall" he murmured into my neck, slowly shutting his eyes.

My cheeks felt even more hot.

"Goodnight, Zayn."

***

It began to rain outside, like it usually did every other day. I rubbed my eyes and sat up.

The bed was freezing.

I got up, stumbling over to the door to open it. I walked over to the kitchen to find Zayn making what seemed to be breakfast. I sat at the kitchen counter and smiled, while stretching.

"It smells amazing, Zayn" I grunted, finishing my stretch.

A dark chuckle escaped from his lips.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll enjoy it, Nialler."

His voice, it wasn't his.

Nobody has ever called me Nialler except-

Harry.

The boy spun around facing me. It was Harry, but with Zayn's haircut. I looked closely at the pan.

Blades and cigarettes were burning in it.

I began screaming, feeling numb and couldn't control my breathing. The room went black and I could only hear Harry's evil chuckle echoing throughout the room...

I suddenly felt someone shaking me.

"Niall! Niall wake up! Wake up!"

I opened my eyes to find Zayn straddling me, he had messy bed hair and his voice was slightly raspy. He stopped shaking my shoulders.

"Niall, what happened? You were screaming in your sleep."

I sat up fully as he got off of me, holding my right hand in a comforting way.