Just act on instinct - Zayn Malik

I could feel their stare burning into my back, I dont want to look at them, knowing that if I do - I will be drawn in. I can hold it no longer, and throw my instincts to the side - looking over my shoulder and meeting their gaze. I realize that I should have listened to my instincts, as I find myself not being able to look away. I finally tear my gaze away from them, as their signature smirks plaster onto their faces. I increase my walking speed, trying my hardest to get to the libary before they reach me. Obviosly my hardest wasn't good enough. A large hand wraps round my frail wrist, pulling me back, as I hear a deep, raspy voice.
'Where do you think your going, Love?'