On the Run (Zayn Malik fan fiction) [UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 12

~Chapter 12~

Zayn's POV

When I walked into the kitchen I didn't like what I saw one bit! I saw Harry and Heather sitting in the booth, face to face laughing and talking. I instantly felt this thing in the pit of my stomach known as nothing more than jealously. I wanted to go over there and tell Harry to back off... but I knew I couldn't, so I just tried not to pay attention as I walked over to Liam.

"Hey mate. Wow, she actually woke you up without a single scratch on herself. Man! Heather is a miracle worker!" Liam said

"Yea, well she used her special powers to get me up, I guess" Way to try and sound happy Zayn! I mentally scolded myself.

"You alr-" Li got cut off by Louis' yelling.

"WHO HAS MAGICAL POWERS?!" Where did this boy even come from?! He was no where in sight when I came to Li.

"Heather" Liam replied

"What?" Heather said

"YOU HAVE MAGICAL POWERS!? WHEN WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING US?!" Louis exclaimed

"I... Wait.... I wait, who said I had magical powers?" Heather asked very confused.

"Guilty" Li and I replied at the same time.

"Well you did wake up Zayn without getting a single scratch on yourself, that's a miracle to us." Li said.

"Well what can I say? No one can beat my coolness" Heather said. I couldn't help it, I chuckled a little bit.

"Watch it Malik!" She replied in a sorta scary voice.

"Sorry ma'am. Wouldn't want you using your powers to ZAP me away!" I said in a weird yet funny voice. This time she chuckled. Even Harry laughed a bit and I smiled. I was still a little jealous but I can't blame him and I can't tell him that she's mine, because she isn't.

Not yet.

"I'm HUNGRY!" Niall yelled.

"You JUST had breakfast!" Heather replied.

"Well excuse me! I have a big appetite." And with that Niall went into the kitchen and got some bread. Damn that boy eats a lot. How does he not get fat!? Where does he store it all!?

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After a couple hours, we finally arrived at our first destination on the tour. We were in front of our hotel, stuck here for about 15 minutes without moving because of how many fans were here. Don't get me wrong, it's nice to have our fans here and all but we don't even know how they find out where we stay, like we don't tell them. I had this weird feeling like I had to protect Heather or something but I shrugged it off thinking it was all still because of the jealousy thing earlier.

We finally got into the hotel room and unpacked. We all shared the same hotel room but we all had our separate rooms. We chose our rooms randomly, there were three hallways each one had a door on each side which was a different room. We did the hallway room thing the same way we have it for our bunk bed arrangements on the tour bus. Which basically meant I was across from Heather. My room was the perfect size for me, not too big and not too small. The walls were painted an orangey color and my bed had dark brown covers. I jumped on the bed, it felt like a big fluffy cloud, I was defiantly not gonna have any problems sleeping on this bed. The question was how was I gonna wake up? Looks like it'll be an eventful morning for everyone.

Heather's POV

My room was right across from Zayn, which I didn't mind at all. He was the only one that knew about me so if I had a bad dream or something he can be the one comforting me. Harry and I are suppose to go shopping tomorrow as a day to get to know each other, but I think I'm gonna ask him to change it to today. I'm still not 100% sure if I was going to tell him everything about me. That would mean 2/5 of the band would know. I need to tell them now. The sooner the better, but I was just scared. What if it goes wrong? What if they think I can be dangerous for them? Will they fire me? My head was starting to hurt, everything was starting to spin and I saw little black dots. I quickly sat on the bed and breathed in and out slowly. I started to calm down a bit but I was still worried.

After a while of thinking I decided to tell everyone the truth about me. I was going to tell them EVERYTHING. I mean we are in America. I need to be extra carful here. She can be here, but if she actually did leave the country then I'll be safe here for now. Luckily I didn't plan any shows in Chicago. But after Harry and I finish our shopping spree I will gather all the boys and tell them everything, it's better this way. Just in case they don't want me here anymore at least I wouldn't have screwed them up all that bad. I felt my eyes start to water and a couple tears slip down my cheeks. I have to tell them. I NEED to tell them. I wasn't going to stall anymore.

It's time.