~ Author's Note ~
Hello my favorite Bookworms!
I swear, you guys are the best fans ever :') You guys keep me writing!
So, this chapter is dedicated to 1DMakesMeProud beacuse she was the only one who commented on the lat chapter! You guys should sooooo go and check out her fanfic "The Longest Day Zayn Malik FanFic" Because I love it and I think you guys would too :)
Also, because she was the only one commented a nickname fro me, I have decided to give you a few more chapters to decide what my nickname should be! COME ON GUYS! BE CREATIVE!
The song that inspired this chapter is one of my favorite songs, "Take Care, Drake ft. Rihanna" :) It's on the side over there!
Anyways, I know in this chatper totally sucked, but I warned you!
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*Niall’s P.O.V*
“Guys?”
“What?” Mary-Jane asked, irritated.
“We’re locked in.”
Those three words sent me into hysterics.
Have I ever mentioned I’m claustrophobic? Well I am. I started having a hard time breathing; it felt like the small walls were closing in on us… on me. Liam was by my side and tried to calm me down by rubbing my arm, but it only sent me farther into freak-out mode then I already was.
“Liam! Stop touting him! Can’t you see you’re only making it worst?”Mary-Jane asked, pushing him away from me. She scooted closer to me until she was by my side, and pushed everyone onto the other side of the closet, yet they only stood a good foot away from us. Everyone had their eyes on me; it was so silent you could hear a pin drop. I slowly started to descend the wall until I was sitting on the ground, with my knees tucked up to my chest. She sat down beside me, without touching me.
“Niall, you need to breath or you will pass out,” She stated slowly, like she was talking to a four year old. I let out a huge breath that I didn’t even realize I was holding, even though my lungs were screaming out in desperation. “Good, now close your eyes and take a breath in your nose, and out your mouth.” I did as I was told and started to calm down, but still felt very claustrophobic. “Now think of home, and your mom, Greg, all of your friends, everyone.” That calmed me right down. I really did miss everyone at home.
“Now,” Louis said quietly, drawing everyone’s attention but mine. I was still thinking about home. “How are we going to get out?”
“That’s a good question, Lou.” Mary-Jane said, sighing. “That’s a good question.”
*Zayn’s P.O.V*
Ever since Sofia and I had been stranded in this weird town for a day and a half, we have really gotten to know each other. For example, she told me how she got to America. It was one of the most horrible stories I had ever heard, who could hit someone they were supposed to love? Supposed to cherish? It made me sick to think that there were people out there like that.
I had told her a quite a lot about me too. Where I was from, my family, and even a bit about my religion. She sat quietly and listened, nodding every once and a while when needed. She would look at the sky or her phone most of the time, but I wish she would look into my eyes with her breath-taking brown ones. Her eyes were one of the most intriguing features on her face. They stared dark, dark brown around the pupil, but the farther away for the pupil, the more they seemed gold. Her eyes were also full of life and excitement, and whenever I looked into them, I felt this feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Not only did her eyes make me get ‘the feeling’, but the rest of her too. From her bubbly personality to her full lips and dark brown hair. I knew I loved Monica, I knew I did. It killed me to tell her it was over, but I couldn’t have a crazy girlfriend, that would ruin my career and all the effort I put into it would go down the drain. But the feeling that Sofia gave me, she made me feel almost safe, as If I could open up to her and she would tell me everything would be alright, and I would believe her.
“Watcha’ thinking about?” Sofia asked me as we walked slowly down an abandon beach we found right behind the rock we sat on. I sighed.
“Monica.” I said kicking a small pebble. She suddenly stopped. I turned around and gave her a weird look.
“What’s wrong, Zayn?” She asked, concern threaded in her voice along with love. Yes love. I could hear the love in her voice. But it was only brotherly-love. I sighed. She took a few steps towards me until our chests brushed.
“It’s just,” I started then looked away. She put her hand on my cheek and made me look her in the eyes.
“What are you afraid of?” She asked. I loved this side of her, the serious, caring side. It gave me that safe feeling again.
“I’m afraid to love again.” I said quietly.
“You loved her, didn’t you?” She asked quietly. I nodded and she dropped her hand from my cheek. My cheek instantly felt cold without her hand. She grabbed both of my hands in hers, I looked down at her.
“If you let me, would I be able to change that?” She asked, hope gleaming in her eyes. I gave her a smile and dipped my head down until I felt her lips on mine, it felt like heaven.
*Mary-Jane’s P.O.V*
“Guys! I think I have a- never mind.” I said, holding my phone up in the air. I was sitting on Liam’s shoulder’s trying to get a signal so we could call Paul and get some help, but it was useless.
“Guys, this is useless, put me down.” I said and Liam slowly lowered himself so I could climb off. We had been stuck in the closet for about twenty minutes, trying our best to get out. We were so desperate to get out; we even tried smashing the door down like in the movies, but you can ask the locked door and my sore shoulder how that went. I sat down in between Harry and Lou, Lou was talking to Liam about climbing through some air vent. Niall was still in the corner, with his eyes open, but every few minutes he would close his eyes and take deep breaths. Harry followed my gaze.
“How did you calm Niall down so quickly? It usually takes us forever!” He asked. I chuckled.
“Well, Sofia is very claustrophobic, so after about thirty times of failing to calm her down, I got her adoptive parents to tell me how they got her to calm down.” I said and shrugged.
“Adoptive parents?” Harry asked, looking at me. I sighed. They still didn’t know about most of the things in my life. I explained to him about Sofia’s past, the other boys quieting down to listen in to.
“That’s terrible!” Louis exclaimed after I told him about her past, the boys nodded in agreement. I left out the bit about her and Rico, if she wanted them to know that, she would have to tell them herself.
“Now that you know about me and Sofia, could we maybe get to know each other a bit more?” I asked the boys and they nodded, instantly perking up. Well, everyone but Niall, he looked almost green. After they had gone around telling me about their home and families, it was only Harry left.
“Me and Lou have a bromance named ‘Larry Stylinson’” He said, with a cheeky grin.
“My and Liam have one too!” Niall exclaimed, now joining the conversation too. “It’s called Niam!”
“And Zayn, well Zayn has him mirror.” Liam said, chuckling a bit. That reminded me.
“So, about this Monica chick, what’s up with her?” I asked, cocking and eyebrow. The boys all looked at each other before looking at me. Niall was the one to speak up first.
“She’s crazy.” Liam slapped him on the back of the head. “You know it’s true!” He said in defense, holding his hands up in surrender. The rest of the boys explained to me the whole fan attack thing.
“Wow… I thought I could be a jealous girlfriend!” I said, in disbelief. She was literally crazy! The boys all just chuckled. “By the way, when do I get to meet your girlfriends?” I said pointing to Louis and Liam.
“YOU CAN MEET ELONER SOON!” Lou smiled. Liam rolled his eyes.
“You are going to meet them on tour.” He said and I let out a little squeal. I was really excited to meet them.
“Okay lads. I want to get out of here.” Harry said, getting up and wiping his hands on his pants.
“It’s not like we’ve been trying to do that for the past twenty minutes!” I said rolling my eyes and standing up so I was beside me.
“Does anyone have any ideas?” Harry said rubbing his hands together, ignoring my comment.
“OH!” Louis said, jumping up with a huge grin. “I do! I do!” He said and Harry nodded to him for him to continue. “See that air vent?” He pointed to the air vent above our heads. “We climb out there and find out where it leads!” He said and clapped his hands happily.
“Louis, I already told you that it wouldn’t work!” Liam said still sitting on the ground next to Niall.
“We could always climb on each other’s shoulders!” Harry pitched in.
“Wait, wait, and wait! Already? When did you get this idea?” I asked Louis, with my hands on my hips.
“When you were calming Niall down.” He said and I gave him a death glare.
“YOU”VE HAD THIS IDEA FOR 15 MINUTES AND YOU NEVER TOLD US?!” I blasted.
“IT’S LIAM! HE SAID IT WOULDN’T WORK!” Lou said and pointed to Liam. I glared at Liam.
“GUYS! You seriously need to-” Harry got cut off by the door being opened.
“What is going on in here?” The janitor asked us, with an eyebrow raised.
“FREEDOM!” Lou and I screamed at the same time. Niall jumped up and ran out the door, almost knocking over the poor old man. We all jumped up and ran out after him, throwing a ‘Thanks!’ over our shoulder to the stunned old man behind us.
Now, the only thing left was to find Sofia and Zayn…
~Author's Note ~
Told you guys it sucked! Anyways, the only thing that happend is that they got out of the closet...And that Zayn MIGHT love Sofia... Who knows ;)
Anyways! I promise that next chapter Sofia and Zayn will be saved :)
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