Secrets

Rachel’s P.O.V


It’s ten in the morning when my phone goes off way too early for phone calls or at least in my mind it is. Zayn moans displeased at having his sleep interrupted. Rolling over I feel for my phone on the nightstand. When I find it and see that it is Sam calling I pick the phone up right away. I get out of bed much to the protest of Zayn.

“Hey Sam how is Ireland and how is your Irishman?” Kate asks before anyone else could even get anything out.

“Tell us everything from the time you landed to now.” I say really fast so I could have time to actually say something. Plus I normally talk really fast.

“Well he asked me to marry him and I said yes. Then we had dinner with my mother and his. Then he went to take a shower, and I found a threat written in Storm’s handwriting in his suitcase that he didn’t tell me about. Then just woke up a couple of hours ago. Found my mother genuinely happy talking with Niall’s mom. Then made breakfast for Niall and now talking to you two; anymore questions or comments.” Sam informs us like she was briefing us on a mission.

" I knew it was going to happen. You two are so cute together its almost sickening.” Kate says in her normal happily sassy tone.

“Wow that's amazing who knew you could hook a guy. A hot Irish one at that.” Rachel says just as sarcastically and a bit teasingly.

“I am going to guess all you two got out of that is I’m engaged now right? Well in case you two missed the final parts of what I said I found a threat written in Storm’s handwriting to Niall in one of his suitcases. I want you two to make sure none of the others have gotten threats. Just keep an eye on the boys. I will call Paul and tell him too watch Louis and Harry since they are staying together in the same place. I do not like what we might have to do if the threats are true.” Sam says just as in her briefing tone just as before. Sam then proceeds to hang up leaving me worried that this really is happening again.

Since I know that there is no way I will be going back to sleep I head to the kitchenette in the little cabin Zayn has rented for us in Ireland. We didn’t tell the rest of the gang were we were going so they wouldn’t steal our idea. I hear Zayn coming into the kitchen area.

“Good morning babe. How are you? What was the call about?” he says as he turns me around to kiss me on the lips.

“Morning. I am doing ok, Sam called and said Niall asked her to marry him.” I reply kissing him back and then pushing him a little so I can return to the cooking.

“That's cool they are perfect for each other. Did She say anything else?” I ask as she sets a plate of food in front of me.

“Yeah she did, and I want an honest answer to what I am about to ask you. Sam said she and Niall have gotten at least one threatening letter each from someone. I hate to ask but have you gotten any threatening messages that are out of the ordinary or just have you truly worried? Final question is what did the message say if you got one?” I ask reluctantly and pray he says no.

“Honestly yeah I have. I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to start an argument or ruin the first long break we have since we started touring again. I got the message before we came here. It said that I should not make you my fiance unless i wanted to see everything I love disappear or suffer” Zayn replies without looking up from his plate.

“Well the only thing that is going to change between us is you are now going to have to train with me so you can learn to defend yourself. Before you protest this is not up for negotiation. I want to know that you will be able to protect yourself and the lads if anything happens. It was not my idea I hate the idea of having to train you under these circumstances. However after the last time the others were kidnapped Sam, Kate and I, agreed that if anything happens again or a threat comes up then we are to train each one of you. So please do not argue.” I say giving him the puppy dog eyes.

“I was going to argue but you make it so difficult to resist those eyes. Fine when does training start.”

“Now.”

Zayn’s P.O.V

I get woken up by Rachel’s phone going off. Moaning I roll over to face the other wall away from where Rachel is taking a call. Thankfully she walks out the door and I am able to go to sleep at least for a little bit longer. I love her to death but I hate that her phone can go off at anytime of the day or night. Sometimes I would like to take her phone and throw it against a wall, especially at times like this. That call had better be important for it to interrupt our time together without the crowds or paps everywhere. I decided to take Rachel to Ireland and rent a cabin for the time we have off so we wouldn’t have to deal with phone calls, people, or shit like that. I soon realize that I am not going to be able to go back to sleep and might as well go get food.

I smile when I see Rachel in the kitchen already making breakfast. It's odd to see her doing regular everyday things now that I know what her other job is and I even got to watch her wrestle one of our security guards. It was a very entertaining match however the security guard lost. Since then it has been hard to picture her doing regular house work. I spin her around and give her a kiss saying good morning, and asking what the call was about. I have a feeling that she knows more than she is letting on when she answers.

“That's cool they are perfect for each other. Did She say anything else?” I ask when she doesn’t continue as to what else was said. There was no way the call lasted that long with Sam saying that she was engaged.

“Yeah she did, and I want an honest answer to what I am about to ask you. Sam said she and Niall have gotten at least one threatening letter each from someone. I hate to ask but have you gotten any threatening messages that are out of the ordinary or just have you truly worried? Final question is what did it say if you got one?”

I reply without looking up from my plate because I really don’t want to see what her reaction will be. I know that she would want to argue or say something about me keeping this a secret. I really hope she doesn’t change her mind about everything.

I hear her say that the only thing that is going to change is I will have to train with her to learn to protect myself and the others. I really want to protest. I make the mistake of looking up into Rachel’s eyes. I hate when she gives me the puppy dog eyes. She knows I can’t resist them. Damn it.

“I was going to argue but you make it so difficult to resist those eyes. Fine when does training start?” I ask half hating myself for agreeing to this, and half glad I agreed so I could spend more time with Rachel no matter what. Plus I am kind of interested in learning what she knows.

“Now.” She replies with a tone of voice that chills me to the bone.

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