Wild Child

Late Night Walks

"Come on everybody, time for bed," Zayn says clicking off the tv.

"But Zayn it's early," Niall whines.

"Yes but we're leaving early for an interview so we all need out rest. Come on don't make me ask you again," he scolds.

"Yes sir," Niall mumbles before grabbing his phone and heading upstairs closely followed by Harry.

"You too Madi," Zayn says pointedly.

"But Zayn the nights early and I'm not used to sleeping early," I argue.

"Madelyn Rose, you need your sleep and its time. Don't argue with any of us," Louis jumps in.

I jumped off the couch mumbling profanities as I stomp off the stairs. It's so stupid that they think that they're all so cool and so strict and so in charge. I plop down on Zayn's bed and flip off the lights and try to fall asleep.

I lay there and lay there and try to sleep. I really really do but I can't. I glance over at the clock. It's only midnight and the house is silent. Absolutely silent. Hmm I'm not sure what I should do. I can't turn on the tv because it will make wayyy too much noise. Why don't I just go for a walk? I get out of bed and but on a big sweatshirt, sweatpants, and a pair of UGG boots and open the window. There's only about a five for drop so I jump out and land softly on loose dirt.

I walk out of the yard and down the silent roads. Its pitch black except for the occasional street light or a porch light. The cool December breeze chills my bones but it's refreshing. I push my hands deeper into my coat as a particularly cold wind pushes me almost over.

The whole time I think about my life and how different it is now than how it was just a few short weeks ago. I could go wherever I want to do, do whatever I want to do, say whatever I wanted to say and now there's all these rules and the boys have so much control over my life. I mean it sucks but I don't feel like they're mean or over the top. My whole life has been a free for all and now I truly have people who are looking over me and watching out for me. That's so weird, it's a foreign concept. Most of my life has been me by myself or with a nanny. I never spent much time with my parents but that was normal. I grew up with Austin and his sister who's parents were gone a lot too, to us that was normal. I don't remember a Christmas or birthday that I've spent most of the day with them. A few occasions they would be home for a bit but more often than not they were gone.

I wander around the side streets before ending up right in front of the house. I had been gone for about an hour but it didn't seem like that. I walk back to the window but it's shut and locked? I must have forgotten to put something so it wouldn't shut all the way. After a little bit of pondering I remember how the boys had shown me a rock with a secret compartment that held the house key. I pick it up and fumble with the little latch before pulling it out and sliding it into the handle. The door slowly creaks open and I tiptoe past, up the stairs so as to not wake anyone up.

Just as I reach the fifth stair the lights flick on. "Where we're you?" a voice fills the room.

I whip around quickly startled from the light and voice. "I um..I just want out to get some air," I choke out. Zayn and Liam point the chair at the kitchen table. I slowly walk towards it before easing down on the chair.

"Now Madelyn tell me exactly where you were and exactly who you were with," Liam questions.

"I was just walking around the neighborhood and I was by myself. No one was with me."

"What were you doing?" Zayn interrogates.

"All I did was a take a quick walk so I could get some air," I defend.