Going InZayn [SEQUAL TO TAKING THE WRONG DIRECTION]

Chapter 14

heyo, its a ginger here with THE NEXT CHAPTER OF GOING INZAYN!!!! Yes, my wild wattpaders, i am now back in the works with this story. i am so sorry for the delay, but i had some crap i had to deal with. plus with school starting and writers block, i barely have time to breath.

anywho, this chapter is going to flat up suck, just to warn you. it will. ive been reading my chapters over and i have no true idea where im going, so this is kind of like a neutral chapter. but its just a filler. the next chapter (which i will post this week or next week) will be so much better.

ENJOY MY WILD BEASTS!!!

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It's been a few weeks since the whole Simon incident. And now, because  of my extremely high level of stupidity, One Direction was on lock down. Meaning Simon and management banished us and now we were living in the middle of freaking nowhere.

So, currently, Niall and Liam were playing Call of Duty. Niall was in the living room with me and Liam was playing from his bedroom upstairs. Louis and Harry were chilling out in the kitchen. I couldn't really see them, but I could hear them. Ronnie wasn't here for several reasons. One: I don't think Simon likes her. Two: he wants the five of us alone. And three: Ronnie was the reason for mine and Harry's confict, so having her here may not be such a good idea. She was back in L.A.

"Hey Malik," Saith said, trotting down the stairs. I smiled as he walked in front of Niall, not that he would notice anyway. He was rocking his usual bright skinney jeans and tank top look that I always see him in. His dark hair was spiked up in the front.

"Hey Saith, how's it been?" I ask him. I wasn't concerned about the lads hearing me. They were all in their own little worlds.

"Not bad. Just being a Saith. Pretty interesting," he said with a flirty smile. He and I were good friends now. When the other lads aren't around, we'll just talk and talk like he really does extist. And now I'm seeing less of Gabe, which is always nice since she tried to get me to kill myself several times.

"Sounds pretty nice."

"How's life as a Zayn?"

"It's definatly been better." Saith gave me a sympathetic pouty face and nudged me nicely.

"It'll get better. You just have to get used to being schizo." I nodded and looked up at the television screen. Niall was on a role. "Do you want to play with him?"

"No, all those noises would put me on edge." I've been more sensetive to noises since the diagnosis. Not majorly, but enough to where I'm not ready to be back on stage until I get a handle on everything. I still refused to take my schizo meds. When I took them, I wasn't me. They made me less caring and a little shakey, and I felt really lonely without Saith. The lads kept asking me to try them over and over again, but I keep saying no.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that." I sighed and fell back deeper into the sofa cusion. Man I hated being treated like a freak.

"It's cool." Saith and I were silent and we listened to the clicking coming from Niall's controler.

"Zayn?"

"Yeah?"

"If you had to chose to be schizo or not, would you be?" Saith asked, a little sadness detected in his humble, quiet voice.

"Uh. I think so. Just because I'm tired of the looks and the whispers and everything."

"So, you would want to be without me?"

"It's not you Saith, I swear!"

"I get it."

"I- you do?"

"You're meds are in the top cabinet." Saith stood up and left the living room. Oh crap, now I did it. He's mad at me now. I sighed and stood up, wondering into the kitchen. Louis and Harry were quiet as I pulled a blue solo cup out of the bag and filled it with tap water.

"Everything okay?" Louis asked. Harry and I didn't look at eachother.

"Great, peachy, why do you care?" I asked bitterly as I sipped the nasty water.

"Well, you were yelling at Saith. And I wanted to know if you were okay." The lads are used to me talking to Saith and Gabe. Louis is actually really cool about it. Niall and Liam still give me wierd looks, while Harry just looks at me like I'm a roach if he ever does look at me.

"Just a misunderstanding. Are my meds in the cabinet?" I asked. Harry and Louis froze, then looked at me. I needed some time to think. And I didn't really want Gabe or Saith to butt in.

"Um, yeah. Top one," Louis said quietly. I set my cup down and opened the cabinet. In front was my orange bottle full of blue and white pills. Harry and Louis stared at me as I twisted the cap and dumped a pill in my sweaty hand. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, popping the pill in my mouth. I swallowed some water to go down with it before I had a chance to change my mind. I drank the rest of my water and set my cup in the trash can. I then walked upstairs to mine and Niall's room and layed on my bed by the window, laying down on the springy matress.

"I'm sorry Saith," I whispered, closing my eyes and drifting to sleep, a headache begining to from as I went under.

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told ya it would suck.

yeah, not my best work, but i will work really hard to make the  next chapter better, because i really want to get on and move to Louimic. i dont know how many chapters of this story i have left, but maybe three max. three or four.

i hope you liked it to some degree!!!!