Be My Savior {Z.H. AU}

Chapter 19

"I'm so sorry babe. I'm here now. Nothing will hurt you again." Zayn whispered in my ear.

He took it surprisingly well. I told him everything. Starting with my mother's death to where we are now.

Christopher's POV

"Wait, Dad. What did you tell Papa? You didn't say?"

"Well Chris if you let me finish my story maybe you'll find out."

"I have a question though."

"Yeah hun."

"Why does Papa hate Grandpa Bobby in the story so much?"

"Well, Grandpa used to do bad things."

"Like in the story, how he always drank and stuff."

"Yeah exactly, but Papa didn't like your Grandpa because he hurt me, and your Papa didn't and still doesn't like it when people hurt me."

"Oh. Okay. You can continue."

"Thank you. Let's see, so Grandpa Bobby was about to..."

Back In Story POV

The nurse came back in,

"Niall hun the test came back zero all three times we did the test, is it okay if we send him in?"

"Um yeah." Is this a bad decision? What if this was a mistake? What if he's the same way sober as he his drunk? What if he hurts Zay-

"Babe?"

"Hmm?" In all honesty I wasn't completely paying attention.

"You're safe, and if he tries anything, I'm here to protect you and we can press the call nurse button, or I'll get you out of the room. Point is, he won't hurt you."

"But what if he hurts you."

"Then it'll be because I was protecting you."

"But I don't want you hurt because of me. I don't want anybody hurt because of me."

"It's okay babe. I won't let anything happen."

We moved around until his back was against the wall and I was still sitting on his lap, but a more comfortable position for us to talk to my dad.

When my dad finally came in he looked the cleanest I've seen him in years. He had shaved, he didn't reek of alcohol, he obviously did laundry, because he was wearing nice, clean clothes, and he got his hair cut.

"Oh Niall." He started coming towards me and I flinched back into Zayn, who at the same moment tightened his grip around me. I guess he got the picture because he backed up and sat in the same chair as almost everyone else had on the left side of the bed.

"So are you two...?" I saw where he was going with this question. I looked at Zayn. He leaned forward so his mouth was by my right ear and whispered in a voice so only I could hear,

"Niall Horan, will you do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend?"

"Yes." I whispered back. He kissed my cheek.

"So you two are together then?"

"Yes." I answered. I surprised myself there. How did I not stutter?

An awkward silence filled the room, it was so thick it would be like when you first get a milkshake and it won't come up the straw. {A/N: That analogy doe. ;) }

"Why were you in the room when I woke up Bobby?" I asked. Like hell I was going to call him dad. He would only get that name if he earned it.

"So now you're calling me Bobby?"