Kidnapping Zayn Malik: Mission Impossible ➳ Ziam AU

Chapter 2

Zayn's POV.

 I shiffled against Lou's chest.

"Thanks Lou.." I whispered.

"It's okay Zee, your my little brother, and I'm here to look after you, and that's what I'm doing now." Lou whispered, rubbing soothing circles on my back.

A comftarble silence settled in the room, and my breathing becoming steady again, so I lifted my head to look up at my brother.

"You were quiet at first, you know.. Then I heard you whimpering through the wall, and then you stared screaming, and I could hear you bumping about, so I came as quick as I could." Lou told me, sighing lightly.

"I wish I didn't have that same dream, no, nightmare every night.." I whisperd, my voice horas from crying.

"It's okay Zee, it's not your fault.."

"I'm sorry Lou.." I whispered.

Louis' eyes filled with concern, as he took my chin in his thin fingers, forcing me to look up into his eyes.

"Why are you sorry Z?" Lou whispered.

"Because I'm just a big failure. I'm a baby, because I cry all the time, I'm scared of almost everything, and I probably just get in the way of you and Harry now I live here, and I wake you up every night.."

"Zayn, please don't think like that. Your not a failure, your a Youtube success! your an amazing singer, And it's okay to cry, Zee, your not a robot.. Me and Harry love that your here, and trust me, Harry loves you, We both love you, I don't mind waking up, because I know you need me.."

I smiled, and nuzzled into Lou's arms again, getting sucked in with his warmth.

"I love you Lou. What would I do without you?" I said, smiling into his chest.

"You's still be amazing, and don't you forget it" Lou said, and let go of me.

He stood up, and kissed the top of my head, on my mattered black hair.

"Sleep tight, shout if you need me!" Lou said, gave me one final look, and let the room, softly shutting the door behind him.

Now all I had to do was wait until this happened all over again tomorrow.

I forced myself into a laying position on my bed,  and pulled the lightly coloured covers up to my chin.

I shut my eyes tightly, trying to sleep.

...

Nothing happened, and I just laid in the dark for around 5 minutes, with my eyes squeezed shut, willing sleep to come over me.

It seemed pretty much impossible, since after about 20 minuets, I was still in the same position.

I sighed, frustrated, and pushed the covers off my body, opening my eyes to the dark.

I sat up and tugged on my long, raven hair, that was messily sprawled across my face.

I don't think sleep is an option tonight..

I swung my legs off the bed, and gently stood up, tyring to be as quite as possible so I wouldn't wake Lou, his protective older brother instincts would turn on, and he wouldn't want me wandering around the flat in the middle of the night... I mean, who would?

I looked at the clock on my bed side table, and the green flashing lights read:

2:15 am.

Fuck.

I sighed, and ran my fingers through my hair, making it stick up more in it's usual quiff style.

I pulled on a white short sleeved top, and a yellow, white and black plaid shirt, buttoning it up almost all the way down. I grabbed a leather kind of jacket with a grey hoddie attached to the inside, its white strings tied across my neck. Pulling on dark red chino's, I reached over for my black Ray Ban glasses. I slipped them on my nose, and wrinkled in, pushing them up further. Done.