Blair

　　Zayn put her down and she skipped over to me.


　　I crouched to her level and she grinned up at me, holding my face with her tiny hands.

　　"You awe very pwetty." She said adorably.

　　"Why thank you, gorgeous." I replied, kissing her cheek.


　　"Sarah, this is Blair. Blair, my sister." I looked up at him wide-eyed .

　　That made a lot more sense.


　　"Blair? That's a stwange name." Sarah said, tapping her chin as she looked up at me.

　　"Indeed." I laughed, picking her up and walking over to her bed.

　　"Play twain with me!" She said excitedly.

　　"Tomorrow, Sarah." Zayn said blankly, checking his watch.

　　I turned to face him and gave him a pointed look.

　　Never say no to a kid asking to play train.

　　"Maybe just for a little while." I said, turning back around and she happily ran over to her toy box.

　　She dug in it for a while then came back with a conductor hat and a whistle.

　　"You be the dwiver, Poopy." Sarah said, handing him the stuff.

　　"No." He said, narrowing his eyes at her.

　　"Zayn.." I said, giving him puppy eyes.

　　"Fuck-" He sighed, running tatted hand through his hair. "You owe me." Mischief danced in his eyes.

　　"Yayyy." She clapped happily.

　　"Come on Blair, sit next to me." She said, patting the spot on her right with a toothless grin.

　　"All aboard." Zayn said nonchalantly, making me laugh.

　　"Aren't you a ball of sunshine." I said between laughs.

　　"Laugh and I'll kill you." He said seriously, making me sober up Immediately.

　　That put a stupid smirk on his face as he began conducting the train.

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　　Zayn put a sleeping Sarah on her bed and kissed her head.

　　He looked at her one last time before we exited her room and the house.

　　Not before getting hugged to death by Sarah's caretaker, Martha.

　　When we sat in the car, Zayn looked down at his hands for a while before speaking.

　　"I know I can be the devil sometimes." He paused, letting out a dark, humorless chuckle.

　　"But even the devil needs love." He finished, starting the car and driving away.

　　"I know. You're a sucker for your sister." I said, laughing off the chills his words gave me.

　　"Tell anyone and I'll shoot your brains out." He said, seriously, glancing over at me long and hard.

　　"Sure you will." I replied sarcastically.

　　Just as we were about to bend a corner, an SUV pulled up out of nowhere and blocked the road.

　　"You have to be fucking kidding me." I heard Zayn mumble from next to me.

　　He slammed on the brakes and swiftly retrieved his gun from under the seat.

　　"Stay here." He said before hopping out of the car.

　　Zayn walked over to the SUV just as its doors opened and out came another Greek God.

　　Damnnn.

　　He wore a crisp black suit.

　　You could tell that he was important by his posture and grace as he adjusted himself.

　　His hair was styled backward neatly and he was at least 6'0 tall.

　　They started talking, making hand gestures. Then Zayn started circling around the man.

　　Towering over him like he does with everyone.

　　The man tried to grab Zayn, but he backed away just in time, giving the man a raised eyebrow.

　　The man's face turned angry as he attempted again to touch Zayn. 

　　This time he swung at him, missing as Zayn kicked him in the stomach effortlessly.

　　He looked bored.

　　The man doubled over, before regaining his strength and standing upright.

　　Zayn's eyes looked up at me and he reached up, covering his eyes. Signaling for me to do the same.

　　I did, not wanting to make him angry.

　　A few minutes had passed until I heard the car door open and close.

　　I looked up and Zayn was staring back at me.

　　But when I looked outside, the man was laying on the floor.

　　In a pool of blood.

　　I gasped, covering my mouth with my now shaking hands.

　　"Blair." Zayn called.

　　I didn't answer, to afraid that he might do the same to me.

　　"Blair." He called again, this time taking my hands away from my mouth and into his.

　　"Trust me." He said, making me look at him. 

　　"W-why?" I asked him, pulling my hands away.

　　"I would never hurt you." He growled, only making my fear worsen.

　　"But you scare me so much." I whispered, a tear slipping from my eyes.

　　"Tell me how." He said darkly.

　　"Like that. You change so quickly, Zayn." I said quietly, staring out the window.

　　"I can't help it." He sighed, driving around the SUV.

　　"I know..." I trailed off, leaning my head back as more tears fell.

　　"But I can try. If it makes you happy." He said, glancing over at me shortly.

　　"Really?" I said, a slight smile appearing on my face.

　　"Dont make me regret this." He groaned, speeding up as we hit the freeway.

　　I closed my eyes and yawned as sleep slapped me in the face.

　　A hand grabbed mine and held it in theirs on my lap.

　　"Anything for you." was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

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　　I woke up to a slight shake. I looked up and came face to face with Zayn.

　　He was carrying me up the stairs of my house, probably to my room.

　　He looked down at me, as if feeling my stare.

　　"Go back to sleep." He said, gazing down at me for a while longer before looking back up.

　　I closed my eyes, but didn't quite go back to sleep.

　　He skillfully opened my bedroom door without dropping me and walked over to my bed.

　　Placing me down gently, he put the covers over me and sat at the edge of my bed.

　　It was silent for a while. The only sound heard was his breathing.

　　"I'm a monster, a cold blooded killer, a demon. Anything bad you could think of, I've done it." He said, standing up.

　　"But you tame me, Blair. I can't sleep without knowing you're safe."

　　"I can't change completely. But I will change. Only for you." He said, walking over to my door.

　　"You can go to sleep now." He said, shocking me as I heard the door close.

　　He knew?

　　But I'm a great actress.

　　I smiled as I fell back asleep.

　　Maybe he's not so bad after all.