Blair

　　My heart raced as the car started moving. I hugged the steering wheel for dear life as I pressed down on the gas pedal.


　　I drove back out of the road and thankfully, the freeway had no traffic.

　　As I drove, the car swerved off of our lane occasionally and I quickly pulled it back.

　　Glancing over at Zayn, I saw him staring at me with hooded eyes.


　　"You okay?" I asked as I tried to focus on the road.

　　"You know I can't feel this, right?" He asked and my eyes widened.


　　"How?" I asked, shocked.

　　"Nothing." He ended the conversation and went back to staring at me.

　　I rolled my eyes and soon, the hospital came into view.

　　Pulling up to the front of the hospital, I hit a light post.

　　I looked back over at Zayn and grinned sheepishly. He rolled his eyes and opened the door.

　　I helped him inside, although I'm positive he doesn't need the help.

　　When we reached inside, doctors immediately came over and took him away.

　　Sighing, I walked over the the waiting area and took a seat.

　　I laid my head down on the armrest and pulled my phone out, about to call Dale.

　　Then I remembered that he was sick too. I couldn't disturb his rest.

　　So I just sat there and waited. Hours passed and I fell asleep, only to be awoken again.

　　"Ma'am? Are you a relative of Mr. Lucifer?" A doctor asked as I tried to wake myself up.

　　I just nodded and he wrote something down before taking a seat next to me.

　　"Is he okay?" I asked and the doctor gave me a sad look before placing his hand on my shoulder

　　"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid he didn't make it." He said and I felt my heart drop into my stomach.

　　The world froze around me and my head felt heavy.

　　"What?" I asked, still in shock.

　　"I'm sorry, Blair." He said, shaking his head.

　　Tears flowed and I buried my face in my hands. A nasty sob left my lips before I realized something.

　　"Wait, how do you know my name?" I questioned, looking at him.

　　"Blair! Blair!" He screamed.

　　I flew up breathing heavily and looked around me frantically.

　　I was met by Zayn's piercing silver eyes as he looked at me.

　　We were still in his car.

　　"Bad dream?" He asked, rubbing my arm.

　　I nodded and I felt tears running down my face.

　　"What was it?" He asked and I started shaking.

　　"You died." I spoke and he smiled slightly.

　　"That won't happen." He said, leaning over and kissing my head.

　　I closed my eyes and tried to stop crying, but when I opened them, I realized where we were.

　　My eyes widened and I started having a panick attack.

　　It was the same building from the dream.

　　"Zayn, please don't go in there." I whispered quietly, losing my energy from crying.

　　He stared at me emotionlessly and then sighed, massaging his temple.

　　"I have to." He said blankly.

　　"This is the same building." I said.

　　"Nothing is going to happen to me." He said and I screwed my eyes shut.

　　"Please." I whispered.

　　I heard the door open and shut and when I opened my eyes, Zayn was on his way to the building.

　　I watched in horror as he pulled out his gun before he entered, just like in the dream.

　　I tried opening the door but it was locked.

　　He child-locked me!

　　Repeatedly, I attempted to open the doors but I couldn't.

　　Until I gave up and sat there defeated.

　　Soon, multiple headlights could be seen pulling up in the back of Zayn's jeep.

　　My eyes widened in fear as I ducked down.

　　I watched in the rear view mirror as loads of people emerged from SUVs.

　　They were loaded with guns and bulletproof vests. One of them was a lady.

　　They walked over to Zayn's jeep and shone a light in. Then I heard the lady speak.

　　"Boss is probably in there already." She said, turning back around to face the group.

　　"Fall out." She ordered and the rest of them entered the building.

　　Boss? They work for him!

　　Immediately I got up and knocked the glass, startling her.

　　She turned back around and looked at me before looking at what hung around my neck.

　　"She's with him." She told them before pushing something in the door.

　　The door opened and I sighed in relief.

　　She stared at me from head to toe as I hopped out of the jeep.

　　"You don't look like a bitch." She stated bluntly.

　　"I'm not." I said, giving her a small smile.

　　"Why did he bring you here?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

　　"Long story. You need to save him!" I told her and she chuckled.

　　"Save the Devil? That's a sentence I thought I'd never hear." She said, shaking her head.

　　We stayed in silence for a while before she broke it.

　　"Are you guys dating?" She asked suddenly and I looked at her in confusion.

　　"No. Why?" I asked and she shook her head.

　　"So you guys are friends?" She questioned and I nodded slowly.

　　"Oh. Because me and him are really close. I'd say we're a thing by now." She stated and I stared and her.

　　They're a thing?

　　I don't know why but my head started spinning after that.

　　"Oh." I managed to say.

　　"Yeah." She said, adjusting her gun on her hip.

　　I stayed silent, lost in my own thoughts.

　　Then why am I here?

　　I knew it. He was just using me.

　　Soon, the group came back outside with Zayn walking infront of them.

　　His eyes locked onto mine and as he got closer,

　　I punched him in the face.