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The Princess, The Straight-A Student, The Gang, And The Blue Hills At Sunset

Chapter 9: Present Day

Recap. . .
"Liv, please stop crying." He said. Who are you and what have you done with the real Zayn? I haven't known Zayn to be caring besides from several years ago.
Present day . . .
I had finally stopped crying and Zayn walked very close to me. "Why did you kiss Liam?" He asked darkly. What was I supposed to say to that? I looked down, trying to think of something. "ANSWER ME!" He demanded. "I don't know! I've never felt this way about anyone besides you when we used to date!" I wish I didn't say that. "Y-you love him?" He asked. He sounded like he was trying to be mad, but all I could see was that he was hurt. I gave him a small nod. He came closer to me. "YOU LOVE HIM?!" He asked. He was obviously infuriated. He could sound as mad as he wanted. But I knew he was just hurt. He came closer to me and slapped me. Hard. I cried knowing that this was not the real Zayn. "Zayn, do you really want to go down this path? Look at where your dad ended up." I said. "I don't have a choice, Olivia!" He angrily said. "Yes, you do. You can either go down the same road as your dad, or you can listen to me." That earned me another slap. "No. You will listen to me while your here. Have I made myself clear?" He asked darkly. I nodded. "HAVE I?!" He yelled. "Yes, Zayn." I quietly said. "Good. You will not be traveling in the same car as Liam anymore." He firmly said. "Where are we going anyways?" "I'm not gullible Olivia." He replied. He walked away. "Zayn, where are you going? Zayn? Zayn!" I cried. He paid no attention to me. I heard something behind me. 'Please don't be a wild animal. Please don't be a wild animal. Please don't be a wild animal.' I thought. I heard growling. I started hyperventilating. The growling got louder and louder. Next thing I know, there are three wolves in front of me. 'Oh, come on! I said please!' I thought. I screamed. "Help! Somebody! Anybody! Wolves!" No one came. I closed my eyes. 'No! Bad idea!' I opened my eyes. One wolf jumped at me. I kicked him. I think that earned me a sprained ankle. I kept kicking at the wolves. One of them managed to scrape up my leg really bad. I screamed at the pain. The wolves left after I screamed a second time. The second time I screamed was because one of the wolves scratched my arm. "Zayn! Help! Anybody! Please!" I thought I was alone. But that was before one of the wolves came at me again. This time when I went to kick him, I missed and he scratched my chest. "Zayn! Please! I'm dying!" I screamed as loud as I could. I saw Zayn and Louis come running. "Olivia!" Zayn cried. "Zayn. . . it. . . hurts. . . a lot." I weakly said. "It's okay Liz. I'm here. Louis undo the cuffs." He said. I felt the hand cuffs come off me. I fell forward, wrapping my arms around Zayn's neck to keep myself up. He picked me up and ran. I could barely keep my eyes open. "What did you do to her Zayn?!" I heard someone ask. "Oh my God Harry! Like I would do something like this!" Zayn said. And that's the last thing I remembered.

Notes

This chapter was more of a filler sorry! I had to take the weekend off from writing because I didn't have any inspiration. Please tell me what you guys think. If you have any ideas about what should happen in the story, please message me. I'm open to 97% of any ideas. Oh, and thanks for voting and subscribing to whoever did!
-IHeartBrittNicole236-

Comments

Please keep on writing your story because it's really good

Nutellaisbae Nutellaisbae
12/18/15

@Call_Me_Godot
Thank you for the tips I will definitely take them into consideration. BTW I was up late last night writing this so not all of it came out exactly how I wanted it to. So again thank you for the tips.
-IHeartBrittNicole236-

I think throwing French in there is really cool but Sylvie and Olivia's conversation is a bit formal. Instead of bonjour or au revoir, you could've gone with salut. And typically using vous verbs is something you do respectfully, like talking to adults or someone who holds more authority over you or when you're speaking to a stranger. Parlez-vous francais was the right thing to ask Louis as Oliva doesn't know him personally but she'd ask Sylvie parles francais?

Its just like you'd ask a stranger hello how are you but you'd ask your best friend hey what's up. :P