*screams in stress*

Also my dudes i posted a smol part of Mascus (a story im thinking of doing after this)!

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I walk into Mr. Malik's office with my head hung low, getting ready for the intense yelling i was about to endure. 

"Do you understand how i disappointed i am with you?" He began, his hands balled together and placed by his lips, "Do you?" 

Oh god, i'd rather be yelled at. 

Time to ass kiss like no tomorrow. 

"I know you must be very upset with me, and let me just start off by saying how apologetic i am. Not only for being rude earlier, but for going down to see Louis even when i wasn't supposed to. I feel awful and regret my actions deeply." I confess, keeping my head down. 

I still was uneasy with him, but i'd rather be on good terms with him than bad. 

"A mere apology isnt enough." Zayn shakes his head. "You have broke a rule, do you know what happens to employee's who dont listen?" 

"They go to the basement." I fearfully whisper, not wanting to become like the other women who resided down there. 

Although i did want to see the basement, i didnt want to stay there. 

"Correct," He sighs, "This is what you deserve, Mr. Horan, rules are rules." 

"Mr. Malik, please," I beg, "I promise to always listen to you. I wont do it again, please dont send me down there. I know what happens to people who are sent there." 

I beg to him with all my might, i dont want to die. 

My hands clasp together and i look up at him with my most regretful expression. Tears brink my eyes, which i try to blink away. 

I regret everything.

He looks away, "You knew you weren't supposed to travel downstairs, you knew what would happen." 

"Mr. Malik," I try again, placing my hands on the desk, gripping the ends of the desk, "Please dont take me down there, please." 

He keeps his eyes casted away from me, focusing on his book shelf, "I have no choice." 

No! Im going to be murdered!

I grab his hand that was on his desk and lace my fingers into his. I feel guilty, but it's the only way. 

"I will do anything, i'll pretend like i never knew Louis and stop snooping around. I'll get Harry back," I ramble, looking in his eyes, "Just please don't let me die." 

"Anything?" He tests, looking at me but keeping his upright posture. 

I feverishly nod, looking at him with hope. 

"Mop the floor before you make you way down." He finishes, pulling his hand from mine and crossing it over his chest. 

"Zayn," I choke, boldly using his first name in attempt to make him listen, "We can kiss again, i'll be good like i used to. Ill let you do anything you want." 

He looks over at me, a small frown on his face when he sees the tears in my eyes.

"Niall, this situation is out of my power," He sighs and hesitates before speaking again, "Had anyone besides Alice or I seen you?" 

"No." I blurt, not bothering to think about the question. 

He bites the inside of his cheek, "If you're certain no one had seen you, then i can pretend i hadnt either and not speak with Liam."

"Thank you, so muc-"

"Only for the fact that Harry might sue us if you go missing," He cuts me off, "This is a one time deal, Mr. Horan." 

Change of plans, im paying off my debt and leaving. Once im out, i'll sue this place with Harry. I cannot risk my life again. 

I slump back in my chair, incredibly relieved at his ruling. "Thank you." 

He doesn't respond,  only sitting back in his chair. 

"I apologize for speaking so harshly to you earlier, i was not stable." I speak up, breaking the silence. 

"No, its quite alright. A bad man, rapist like me deserves the harsh words." He mocks, looking at me with a slight glare. 

I look away. 

"I really am sorry, Zayn. It was very rude of me, i did not mean to hurt you." I express, letting my raw emotion show. 

"I trust you." 

"You do?" He snorts, raising a brow. 

"Yes." I tell him what he wants to hear, looking back up at him. 

"No you don't," He shakes his head, "And thats the reason why you got into this mess." 

"Nobody knows i broke the rules except you, me and Alice," I respond, "I'll follow the rules, we can pretend nothing happened." 

"You're so lucky Liam didn't find you," He muttered, "Do you know how lucky you are?" 

"Very." 

"Extremely. This is very generous of me; Considering the way you've been acting lately, i almost want to put you downstairs," He threatens, shaking his head again, "But i need you alive."

"I want to stay upstairs, with you." I flirt, trying to shove the image of Harry out of my head. 

He already knows I have done stuff with Zayn, he already knows. I am fine, he will be fine. 

Zayn just looks at me, then his eyes flicker back to his paper. 

Back to square one. 

Time to be bold, my mother did not raise a coward. 

I get up from my chair, smoothing down the wrinkles that had formed in my uniform.

"Do not forget to shut the door on the way out." Zayn spoke, pulling over some papers to analyze. 

I dont respond, only walking behind his desk. 

He doesn't bother giving me his attention, like always, so i go behind his desk unnoticed. 

Its only till when im a couple feet away from him when he looks up at me with a confused expression from his chair. 

I wrap my arms around him, giving him a side hug. My fingers meet at his right shoulder, intertwining and cupping the flesh and his left shoulder pressed against my sternum.  I turn my head, making it so that our cheeks press against each other. 

His beard felt weird. 

He was tense under my hold, instantly creasing the paper he had in his hand.  His arms stayed rested on the table, making no attempt to hug me back. 

"Thank you," I whisper, nudging my head against his, "You're the best." 

He's still tense, but less than when i initially hugged him. His eyes were closed, and slightly clenched.

"You're welcome," He responds, "But it is vital that you listen from now on, agreed?" 

"Agreed, anything for you." I smile, happy with myself for successfully getting out of trouble and becoming on good terms with Zayn again. 

"Anything?" He repeats himself from earlier, but this time his tone is much more lighter. 

I nod my head, oddly liking the feeling of his beard rub against my skin. 

"Then give me a kiss." 

Who could reject an offer like that?

Not me, thats for sure.

~*~

'Good morning, Mr. Horan' was the first thing i heard when i woke up the next day. 

I would have been delighted to greet Zayn with a morning kiss, but to my dismay it wasn't him. 

Liam stood at the door frame, an object in his hands 

"L-Liam? Was is the meaning of this?" I mumble, rubbing my eyes to get the crust out of my eyes. 

"It's Dr. Fear," He corrects me quickly, "You of all people should know why im here."

"What do you mean 'you of all people should know why im here'?" I groaned, sitting up in my bed and looking at him. 

He chuckles, "Oh, so now you listen." 

What is he doing?

With my eyes now awake, i can see the object more clearly. 

Its handcuffs. 

"Liam, why do you have those?" I steadily say, trying my best to stay calm. 

"I have told you, my name is Dr. Fear. I do not let patients address me by my first name," He says in a professional tone, "Now come with me, or i will have to force you." 

"I work here, what are you talking about? Where are we going?" I ask. 

The blood drains from my face, and i feel my heartbeat accelerate quickly. 

Im dreaming, i must be dreaming. 

"We're going to the place where people don't listen, the basement." 

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Why the fucc do i have school tomorrow like can i take another day off plz. 

Also i've been eating soooo bad lately, my skin is a WRECK. Also okay i wish i had talent like i rlly wanna play piano or somethin, it seems fun.

Questiopns

1) oh shit who snitched? Or do you think Liam was spying on Niall?

2) Whats gonna happen in the basement? What does liam mean by 'not letting patients address him by his first name'?

3) Ziallll :) the hug, i tried my best. 

4) Why do you think Zayn needs Niall alive? What is he planning?

5) i only had one person comment on mascus :'( did yall not like it? I wont write it if not but i was lowkey feeling it! It'll be super cute and sciencey. Like think of tarzan, thats where i got inspo :)

the shit has been released, but it has yet to hit the fan (that when the two ppl die....maybe three...;)

Have an awesome night losers!