Louis' POV

Is Zayn ok?

Is Harry ok?

Where the bloody h*ll are we going?

How does Gemma know how to drive a motorcycle?

"Harry taught me, now stop thinking so loud!" Gemma screamed pulling me from my thoughts.

"Y-You can read my thoughts?" I studded out as Gemma made a sharp right almost throwing me from the bike.

"Yeah, Didn't Harry tell you? He can too." Gemma said as she blew through a stop light.

That little sh*t.

"Gemma, Where are we going?" I asked worried that she is going to wreak us before we get there.

"Zayn's house." She paused making a sharp right.

"Zayn and Harry is meeting us there."

"W-W-What about Zayn's dad?" I ask scared.

"Don't worry about Zayn's real dad. His adopted Father is fine, Zayn is odd. When he turns 18 he leaves the family he was adopted by and he goes back into the adoption system saying he is younger. He can change his age so it works." Gemma said as she parked the motorcycle.

"Does Harry know who Zayn's dad is?" I ask.

"All he knows is that he is trying to stop him. He doesn't even remember Zayn." Gemma says.

A few seconds later Zayn and Harry were there. I didn't even want to ask how they got here this fast I just got off the bike.

"What are we going to tell your dad?" I ask seeing Zayn was still bleeding from being stabbed.

"I think you should be more worried about what you will tell your mum, Your suit is ripped and you have blood all over you, Princess." Zayn said.

"Oh"

"Do I know you?" Harry asked Zayn.

"I don't think so, I've never seen you." Zayn said putting on a fake smile.

"Ok, Good job Demon, Take him inside. Gemma and I will make sure your dad doesn't get near this house." Harry said before both him and Gemma vanished.

"Let's go inside." Zayn said.

I follow him and when we got to the front porch the door opens to show two small girls with brown hair and bright blue eyes who looked about six.

"Willow! Alice! Is Zayn ho- Oh My Gosh! What happened?" A an older man said pulling us inside.

"What happened?" The man asked getting a first aid kit.

"Um, Car crash?" Zayn said as the man made us pull our jackets off.

"You wrecked your bike!"

"No, we were with some friends because they were drunk so we drove them home and we were driving back here and some drunk a$$ people hit us." Zayn explained.

"So who's car got totaled?"

"Perrie's car, the already towed it."

"So who is he?" The man asked pointing to me.

"Um, He was my date." Zayn murmured.

"Zayn, Are you not telling me something?" The man asked wrapping my arm where the ropes had been tied.

"We won king and queen?" Zayn added quickly.

"What is his name?" The man said shaking his head.

"Louis, Louis Tomlinson." I mumble.

"Nice to meet you Louis, Call me Mr. Chester." He said smiling.

"Dad? Is Zayn ok?"

My head snaps to the entrance to the kitchen where four girls stood. The two that had opened the door, One with blonde hair and blue eyes who looked about 13 and lastly one with black hair and brown eyes like Zayn who looked about 15.

"Girls, Zayn and his friend were in a little accident they'll be fine, oh, Louis these are Zayn's sisters, Willow and Alice and the youngest, the middle child is Flora and the eldest girl is Hazel." Mr.Chester paused telling the girls to go up to bed then turned back to us.

"Louis, Will you be spending the night?"

"Yes, Sir." I say as Zayn drags me to his room.

Quick update. Xx. I know it's short and crappy. Sorry. Xx

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