Special [Zianourry]

Chapter 3

A/N: I went shopping today. The aim was healthy, and it started off well, but two packs of doughnuts leapt into the trolley when I wasn't looking. Such a shame.
And can I just say, I've already hit 1k reads on Freak!! Less than two weeks!! I'm so proud and happy. Honestly, unbelievable.
Okay. I must've lost a bit, because the end of last chapter doesn't fit the start of this. Hmm...
I figured it out. Guess which complete idiot mixed up the endings of chapter 1 & 2? I'll just add a crying scene into chapter two. And a start to this.
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They were all surrounding me, pulling me up, asking what was wrong. Someone wrapped their arms around me, holding me close as I sobbed, trying to sort everything out.
Comforting words, soft kisses, warm arms... I hiccuped, reaching out to grasp someone's shirt, to ground myself. Eventually, my tears slowed, regaining my breath.
"S-sorry." Wiping my eyes with my sleeve, I blew out a deep breath to try and calm down, then winced as my arm stretched out.
"It's okay." Liam carried me to his room, sat down on his bed, me in his lap, arms around me. "We can go down to the city sometime, and get some proper stuff for your arm, if you want."
"I-it's okay. I'll go during my free." I snuggled into his embrace, ignoring the outside world for as long as possible.
"I'll come with you." Niall offered.
"Oh, yeah, I'll come, too." Harry grinned. "Missing maths and English won't hurt."
"I'll get murdered if I miss defence." Zayn frowned. "Surely it won't be that bad?"
"It's fine, you don't have to." I smiled at him. "You, too, Li."
"If you're sure." Liam murmured. We all settled down, under the covers, and I started to drift off, content in the cocoon of bodies around me.
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I woke with a start, sweat dripping down my forehead, breathing quick as I recalled snippets of my nightmare. For once, I was extremely grateful I hadn't screamed or cried, so my boyfriends were still asleep.
Silently, I got up, going into the kitchen when I realised my arm didn't hurt much anymore. Then, I realised that I would have been touching Niall as I slept, which meant I'd been healing for hours.
Examining the wound, I saw it was much more shallow, only half an inch of skin missing, the blackness only effecting the very edges of the wound, and it wasn't oozing blood. Much.
After drinking a glass of water and rebandaging my arm, I headed back to Liam's room, carefully climbing back into my spot, settling down. "You okay?" Harry breathed, and I jumped slightly.
"I'm fine." I smiled at him through the darkness, so he just cuddled up to my chest, wrapping his arms around my waist. Happy, I fell back asleep.
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"Wake up, Lou." Someone was shaking me, but I groaned, trying to cling onto the last dregs of sleep, snuggling into Liam's chest and protesting sleepily.
"Hey, don't do that." Liam murmured, stroking my hair back from my face. "We've got to get up."
"Don't want to."
"I know, Boobear." Harry chuckled. "For me?"
"Fine!" I whined, rolling over and stretching, blinking tiredly. "Will I get in trouble if I skip first class?"
"Probably not, but you shouldn't." Zayn poked me. "Up!"
"Sure, sure." Deciding against everything, I turned back over, gripping Liam's shirt so he couldn't go anywhere and settling down again. Suddenly, he ducked his head, kissing me firmly until I was definitely awake.
"Better?" Liam smirked.
"Debatable." I shot back, earning a snort as Liam got up, collecting his clothes.
"Go get dressed." He prodded me towards the door so I went into my room, showering very quickly, getting dressed and styling my hair.
"You look fine, boobear." Harry told me as he leaned against my doorway.
"I don't." I pouted. He smiled gently as I went over to him, lacing my fingers through his and heading downstairs. We all met at our usual table, and ate breakfast.
"I'm just going to talk to Miss Weasel about going to the city, I'll catch you guys upstairs." Harry grinned, walking over to the teachers table after he finished, and we continued to eat.
Soon, everyone was moving as breakfast ended and the four of us headed towards the lift. Suddenly, Liam froze up, stopped walking and we looked over to where he was looking.
My heart shattered. Harry was pinned against the wall, by someone else, and they were making out. Just as I was about to run, his head slammed towards the side, and he tried to fall to the floor, but the man wrenched his head back up forcefully.
He was trembling lightly, and we all rushed over, dragging them apart, and Harry collapsed into my arms, shaking. "It's okay, Hazza, I've got you." I whispered in his ear as he blinked back tears.
"He - he -" Harry choked out, and Niall and Zayn joined the hug, Liam shortly after, although he'd first knocked the man out with a single blow to the head.
"Come on." Carefully, I lead him away from the gathered crowd, upstairs into the safety of our rooms.
"I-I'm s-sorry." He was still shaking, face pale, so we just hugged him, trying to tell him that it was okay, we didn't mind.
"Don't apologise, love." I murmured, tucking his head into my shoulder. Tears started to fall down his face, and I hummed a song, rocking him from side to side slowly. Eventually, he was calm again, and I told the others to head off to class, that I'd catch up on what I'd missed later. They went after much persuasion, insisting that we called if needed.
"I-I'm sorry, boobear." Harry hiccuped, wiping his eyes with the edge of his sleeve. "I probably should have tried to throw him off harder."
"It wasn't your fault, Haz." I comforted him, leading him to his room, forcing him to sit down on the bed. "Tea?"
"There's no need to go overboard." Harry smiled, but I just mock-glared, leaving the room to make some tea. When I came back, he was reading, curled up on his bed. "Thanks, boobear."
"No problem." I sat next to him. "Do you need anything?"
"I'm fine, Lou." He smiled up at me. "Do you still want to go to the city during your free?"
"We could get lunch there if you wanted." I offered.
"Niall would like that." Harry nodded, so I left him to read, going down to the training centre to find my bow. It was locked away in it's case in our dressing room, so I opened it. Seeing as it was my right arm that was injured, I wouldn't be able to pull the string back.
"Hey, Louis." Finn greeted me as he came in. "Arm not okay?"
"Yeah." I sighed heavily. "Sorry."
"Not your fault." He shrugged. "Try using a left handed bow." Getting a lightweight bow and holding it gently, I used my left hand to nock the arrow and shoot it, but everything felt wrong.
"That is... Nope." I decided.
"Don't worry about it." Finn grinned at me. "Don't strain yourself. We're rubbish without you."
"Don't be ridiculous." Lightly blushing, I looked away. "The Teams were doing fine before I came."
"We've never won the internationals before." Finn argued. "You know we need you."
"I'll try and get better." I bit my lip. "It shouldn't happen again."
"Yeah, because you're technically my brother, now." He pointed out. Opening my mouth, I shut it again, contemplating it, even though I knew it was the truth. "Oh, you've still got the same surname, by the way. Don't know why, but you have."
"That's good." I smirked. "Can't be known to be related to you."
"Rude." Finn ruffled my hair, making me pout as he laughed, heading off to put some bows away. Apparently, he kept the bows over the summer, as his family had possibly the best personal gym ever.
"Hey, boobear." Harry kissed me as I got back. "Niall should be back soon."
"That's good." Stretching, I went to clean my teeth before we left, and to neaten my hair. As I at down again on the sofa, the door unlocked and Niall came in, shutting the door behind him. "Hey, Ni."
"Hey, Lou." He grinned at me, throwing his bag down. "I'll just grab my wallet." Harry and I waited patiently until he reappeared, and we headed out, going down to the road, holding onto both of their hands.
Normally, I would have transformed and gotten us a free ride there, but my arm wasn't healed, and any injuries came through in my shifted form. We paid for a car and someone to drive us (none of us could drive), talking about everything we could think of on the way there.
"There's a good pharmacy down that way." Niall pointed in front of us to our left.
"Come on, then." I said, and the three of us headed towards the pharmacy, me letting Harry and Niall guide me, as I didn't know my way around the city. Soon enough, I saw a huge pharmacy, and we went inside.
"Hey, we're looking for supplies for a bad burn?" Harry asked one of the workers who immediately came up as we walked through the door.
"Of course, are you looking for everything?"
"No idea." We shrugged, so I slipped the bandage off my arm, showing the wound to the woman.
"Okay, I'll show you what we have." She frowned lightly at the wound, eyes sympathetic, before we were shown around a million different creams, bandages, ointments and tablets. Eventually, we had some stuff, and a list on how to use it all.
"Thank you!" We all left the shop, and Harry and Niall led me towards a nearby café.
"It's quite nice in here. Basic, not too expensive, but the food's good." Niall pushed the door open, holding it for Harry and I. It was quaint, modern and had lots of families and friends in groups.
"I like it here." I commented, nodding in thanks as Harry stood back to let me sit down first.
"I'm glad you do, boobear." Harry smiled at me, linking his fingers through mine, and I reached out and took Niall's hand, glad that the circular table booth allowed us to sit together.
Truly, I was loving the day. My boyfriends and I... Were almost on a date.
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A/N: I might start posting a chapter every fortnight or something. Already, I'm at over 1.25k reads on Freak, and I'm so, so happy. Twenty days, and we're already at that point. Phenomenal. Writing's slow, because real life is really, really busy right now, but I'm trying my best :)