Teratoid (One Direction FanFic)*ON HOLD*

Brewing

*Harry's POV*

That damn reporter. I had half a mind to go into that studio and burn that stupid smile off her face. You want to know what's wrong? I'll damn well show you what's wrong. I stepped back from the telly and opened my mouth as if to yell letting the flames fly. Louis walked in just as I did that.

"Woah, what caused that?"He asked and I didn't answer him, I didn't have to. He saw the screen before he even finished the question.

"Oh no, they're reporting about the interview aren't they."I didn't answer that either. I opened my mouth again and the flames flew even farther charring the curtains.

"Holy Harry the goddamn curtains are on fire!"Louis yelled throwing a glass of water on the flames licking up the sides of the cotton material.

"I couldn't care less about the curtains right now Lou have you seen what they're playing on the telly?"I threw my hand towards the television screen. I raked a hand through my hair.

"I can't deal with this."I walked into my room and closed the door pressing my back up against the white painted wood. I slowly slid down the door until I was sitting on the ground. I'd blown it on the first day but I couldn't imagine trying to live without my powers. I had lost my ability to let off steam any other way than to breathe it out. That's when I decided that I needed to protect my secret even if it meant I had to lie. I would keep this secret a secret.

*Niall's POV*

I was sitting on that bench minding my own business when I felt a light, timid tap on my shoulder. I turned and stared into a pair of warm brown eyes.

"Oh good, you're who I thought you were."She whispered placing her small, pale hand over her heart."I’m Alyssa, huge fan. I'm actually really glad you're here because I need a hug. I'm feeling really sad today."I noticed the pale lines running along her wrists, some a little fresher than others. I frowned standing from the bench.

"Well you may have one since I wouldn't want a fan of ours to be sad."She smiled widely and I wrapped my arms around her giving her a tight squeeze. That's when it happened. I felt the energy jump from my fingers into her body and she jumped back in pain. Her eyes filled with tears and she pulled up her sleeve to revealed red marks in the shape of my hand on her upper arms.

"I'm so sorry."I said reaching out to make sure she was OK. She stepped back from me and shook her head those brown eyes filled with tears, pain and fear.

"What are you?"She whispered turning and running down the walkway away from me. I've never felt like more of a monster in my entire life.

*Millard's POV*

Phrase one of my plan was in progress. To make them feel useless and terrible about themselves. I want them to feel like dirt and I know exactly how to do it. I want them to feel like their gifts are burden they have to carry rather than gifts. Alyssa, she was no real fan, I hired her. She was step one of phrase one, now on to step two.

*Zayn's POV*

I was going to my Mum's that night. I hadn't seen her or my sisters, Doniya, Waliyha and Safaa, in a couple months. I drove up to Bradford and knocked on my childhood home's front door.

"Zayn!"Mum yelled once she'd opened the door and realised it was me."I've missed your bright shiny face around here. Come in!"She waved me in and out of the harsh wind that was whipping around outside. I stepped into the familiar front entrance of my Mum's house. I hugged my Mum, Dad and all three of my sisters.

"We've missed you around here Zayn. Seeing your face scrolling across the telly isn't quite as rewarding as actually having you here."Doniya said.

"Right back at you, sis."I said ruffling her hair and she frowned. She scowled at me as she flipped and finger combed her hair back into place. We all sat down at the table and began the meal the same way we always did. Then we began to eat. We were talking and laughing it felt just like when I was a kid. Then I felt it starting to happen, not here, not now. I couldn't stop. How was I going to do this? They couldn't know. I didn't have much time to think this through as I was already levitating out of my seat.

*Niall's POV*

I ran all the way back to my flat. Every step I took I could feel the energy draining from my feet into the ground. People stared, whispered, shouted and screamed as I ran by but I refused to stop. I stepped inside my flat and looked around frantically. I locked the door, closed all the curtains and sat in front of an outlet in the wall. I unplugged everything that was in it and sat crossed legged in front of it. I relaxed completely and called the energy to me. The familiar tingling and buzzing started travelling up my fingers and into every other part of my body. My entire body felt, for lack if a better word, energised. It was an amazing feeling. I couldn't live without this. I needed this. I couldn't believe I'd actually hurt a fan. I needed to learn how to control myself better so nothing like that would ever happen again. I would learn and I would never hurt anyone with my gift ever again if I could help it. I promised myself that.