If Only You Knew {A Zarry Story}

Plot Twist

Hello lovelies.

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-Anonymous-

My boss would have my head on a stick for sure. I paced around the cabin, my head spinning. I saw on the news that they had found Elena, which was both a good and a bad thing. It's good that she's alive and well. I mean, I actually kinda felt something for that girl. She was innocent, after all. The bad news was that the head mistress found out, and so did he. Elena was part of a bet, truth be told.

When she escaped, we couldn't hold up our end of the bargain. But I couldn't let that happen. I didn't want anyone to touch Elena like that. I sometimes question why I even agreed to do this, but then I remember, and my fury increases. A slamming of the front door interrupted my thoughts. I immediately froze, frightened. Uh oh. "YOU BLOODY IDIOT!" My boss hisses. He stomps into the living room and raises a finger at me. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LET HER GET AWAY! THE ONE SIMPLE TASK I ASK OF YOU, AND YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT?!"

My heart is in my stomach, and I'm practically shaking. My boss was always intimidating, but when he yells.... It's not a pretty sight. He lowered his hand and sighed, looking at the floor. "Do you have any idea how much SHIT you've gotten me in to? Well? DO YOU MATE?" I felt like all color was flushed from my face. But I knew better then to be his personal punching bag. "Don't go bloody screaming at me." I spat. "You haven't been very good at holding up YOUR end of the bargain, either."

His gaze slowly rose toward me, fire in his eyes. If I thought he was pissed then, he was absolutely furious now. He took a step toward me, the menacing look still plastered on his face. "What did you just say to me?" He hissed, and began to clench his fists. I stood my ground. "The only reason I agreed to this was because of your promise. But it's not going anywhere, is it? She's STILL around them... with him! Don't go calling me a 'bloody idiot' when you can take just as much blame."

His fist suddenly made contact with my face, plowing into my eye. I toppled back a bit, surprised, and hurt. I could no longer see out of my right eye, and it hurt like hell. Just before I was going to hit him, the head mistress walked in. I heard her heels first, and then her voice. "Quit the bull shit, lads. There's been a change of plans." We both looked at her, while she placed a hand on her hip. She looked unpleased, and rolled her brown eyes.

She noticed my eye and huffed, heading over to the kitchen. Her heels were irritating me, echoing off the cabin walls. I kind of wanted to rip them off and stab the idiot who punched me, but I resisted. "She's back in town now, unexpectedly. Without a reason at all." Her light Russian accent rang out from the kitchen. She began to pour some ice into a plastic bag. "Find out why she made an appearance here. Can I trust you with that?" My mistress didn't even have to mention a name, I knew exactly who she was taking about.

After all, she is a big part of this whole situation.

-Zayn-

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh." A moan escaped Harry's lips, and bounced off the living room walls. I simply chuckled and put the Sprite back into the fridge. "Calm down Hazza, Zaynies coming." I grabbed the glass and headed over to the hung-over Harry, who was sprawled out onto the living room couch. He had puked earliar, and had a major head ache. Served him right for drinking so much. I placed the glass onto the coffee table and settled down on a near by couch. I was on Harry-duty until Louis got back. He said he was going somewhere with Niall and would be back before 10. I pressed the lock button on my IPhone, which read 9:54 PM.