Going InZayn [SEQUAL TO TAKING THE WRONG DIRECTION]

Chapter 15

yoyoyo, its the gangsta ginga heeee!!

i am so sorry about that extremely akward gangster moment. im way to white for that. i just got back from a football game and my team made a bunch of rednecks cry, so, that may explain a little of it. maybe not.

anyway, heres the next instalement of du duduDUUUU

GOING INZAYN!!!

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My head was throbbing when my eyes pried themselves open again at 1:37 a.m. Yep, the medication was working alright. That's how it makes you feel.

"Get up Zayn, you need to eat," I told myself, sitting up after my stomach rumbled. I felt really drained, which was wierd because I just slept for six hours straight. My arms and legs trembled as I stood on my weak feet and made my way out of mine and Niall's bedroom. Where was Niall anyway?

I somehow made it downstairs without falling on my face and made my way to the dark kitchen. I felt the wall for the light switch. I found it and flipped it on. I screamed a little at the first thing that I saw. Niall was laying on the dinning room table, his head laying next to a plate of spagetti. He was asleep, drool dripping from teh corner of his mouth. His eyes fluttered a little when the light came on, but he was still peaceful in his dream world. I couldn't help but smile as I pulled out a rice crispy treat from the box on the counter. My eyes stayed on the sleeping irish lad as he slept, his back slightly raising as he breathed in and out. He was so adorable when he slept.

Then he rolled his head so he was looking away from me. I was a little disapointed, then he let out a light wimper. Like a scared puppy dog. My heart hurt as his face tightened in fear.

"Nialler?" I asked, stepping closer to the scared little leprichaun. He didn't notice, then he pulled is arms over his head, like he was trying to block something out. He let out another wimper as I grabbed his arm and shook it. He sat up suddenly and freaked out at first, then slowly remembered where he was.

"I'm okay," he whispered, lying teribly bad. I sat in the wooden chair next to him and took his white, warm hand in my darker, freezing hand. His eyes were down on the table, obviously not here.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked quietly, rubbing over his knuckles with my thumb. His grip tightened slightly.

"Are you taking your meds?" Niall asked me. I bit my lip and nodded, remembering taking the pills earlier.

"I took some earlier," I replied, continuing to pet his soft hand with my thumb.

"Okay. Thank you," he whispered, obviously still freaked out.

"Do you want me to take you upstairs?" I asked him. His eyes were tired and scared, which hurt me so badly inside.

"Carry me?" he asked. I smiled and nodded, standing up on my weak legs. He stood up as well and layed his head on my shoulder. I put one arm under his back and one under his legs, picking him up bridal style. I didn't care for the rice crispy treat or the spagetti on the table as I brought my irish lad upstairs to our bedroom. His eyes were closed when I layed him on his bed, laying a thin blanket out over his sweaty body.

"And Zayn?" he mumbled. I turned to him, having a slightly difficult time seeing him through the dark.

"Yes?"

"Can you sleep with me?" he asked. This was... new. But I slid my shirt off and slid in the bed next to the irish boy. I could see him smiling through the darkness. I wrapped my arms around him and tucked his head into my arm.

"Are you okay?" I asked. He nodded into my arm, then let out a deep, calm breath. He was about to doze off. I should to the same.

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Light broke through the window a few hours later, hurting my eyes. I groaned and burried my face in Niall's hair. The leprichaun was still fast asleep in my arms, which I was glad for. I didn't want to move or get up.

"Zayn!" Liam yelled, his voice bouncing off the walls of the flat. I groaned and turned my head so it was more exposed to the natural light. My eyes were still closed as I heard the door open. "Zayn, are you awake?" he asked.

"Yeah," I moaned quietly, voice thick with the morning.

"You should take your meds." My heart stopped for a second.

"Can you get them for me?"

"Sure, how many?"

"Just one and some drink." The door closed and I turned back into Niall, pulling him closer to me. This boy could really sleep. My brain felt fuzzy as I inhaled his scent. It was so different than me and the other lads. It may just be the whole "Ireland" thing, but he was so different than me, Li, Harry, and Loui. I loved that.

"I'm back," Liam said, cracking the door open. I moved my arm off of Niall and sat up, making my eyes open weither they liked it or not. The sunlight blinded me for a split second as the light pierced them. Liam said nothing as I took the capsule from his hand and dropped it itn my mouth with some water. I think the guys liked it when I was drugged up like this. I wasn't... me.

"Zayn?" Niall said as his eyes opened, reveiling his amazing crystal eyes. He sat up some and looked at me while I had the water and pill in my mouth. He looked from me to Liam, and I didn't know if I should swallow.

"Meds?" he asked. I looked down and nodded. Niall reached across me and took the empty glass from Liam's hand. Liam and I stared at him as he set the glass to my lip.

"Hmm?" I mumbled, not really able to speak.

"Spit it out," he said sternly, looking me dead in the eye. I was slow, but I eventually spit the water and pill into the glass.

"Ni?" Liam asked. Niall set the glass on the other side of the bed and layed back down.

"I don't like the pills. I want Zayn, not... this." Liam and I exchainged looks as Niall went back to sleepyland.

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sup meh wild beasts? life treatin you good? really? oh, okay...

so, a few chapters left. two or three, max.

and, on a personal note, MEH BIRTHDAY IS IN TWO WEEKS!!! yep, one week from tuesday, i am turning 16

INSERT EXCITED GINGER HERE!!!!!