The mentally brave ( Editing)

"So tell me.. you and Harry?" Eleanor leaned her body between the two front seats.
We were on our way to get our new member of our group.
"Harry and I what?" I turn to look at her.
"He likes you" she smiled.
"And I like cookies" I tell her
"One day you will forgive him"
I glance over to Niall seeing a smile playing on the corners of his mouth.
"One day perhaps" I answer.
"He has a big heart" she went on
"I'm sure he does"
"Come on Liz, you know he does" Niall finally joined in.
"You and Louis" I change the subject.
"Smooth... yes me and Louis. Note how willingly straight I am with my answers" she winked.
"Ok. Ask away then" I give up, letting myself warm up to her.
"I like the thought of you two together" she is smiling, happy I am opening up.
"I didn't think any of you really cared" I confessed.
"Of course we do. Lizzie you are part of us now if you like it or not" she said. Her answer touched me and warmed my heart especially coming from her.
"You really see me as part of the group?" I smiled
"Yes I do! And I'm really happy about it too even though you had a rough couple of weeks you have no idea how much your presence changed us for the better"
Niall nodding with agreement.
"How's that?"
"First more girls around"
"Well these couple of weeks we haven't been such besties" I pointed out to her.
"Well it takes me time to trust people. And after I've seen you stick around even though everything that had happened I decided you're all right"
"Gosh thanks El" I said, Niall laughing out loud by my side.
"Well more then all right but I can't let you in on all my thoughts"
"She let's herself in" Niall found this conversation hilarious for some reason
"No I try my best not to go into your heads" I say truthfully
"How is it not being able to read Harry?" Eleanor asked. I knew this was something the three of us shared not being able to work our magic on him.
"Sometimes I can strangle him not knowing what is going through that mind of his" I shake my head.
"I can't sense when he's close" Eleanor said
"I can't calm him down which you all know is the worst" Niall said
"Why? I've never see him get that cross" I looked at Niall
"That is because since you joined he hasn't" Eleanor answered me.
"I never saw him as a 'throw a fit' kind of guy"
"Let's wish you'll never have to" Niall said quietly.
"So El where are you from?"
"Me? No where really"
"What is that supposed to mean? You came from somewhere" I said not understanding and trying hard not to read her wanting her to tell me.
"It's not quite as interesting as Niall's story"
"I know his story.. I want to know yours since we are all friends now... though I won't read you for it.. I'll wait until you're ready to tell me yourself".
Eleanor kept quiet. I stayed out of her head not wanting to backtrack on the relationship we accomplished by now.
"I grew up in foster care" she finally said "got passed around until I decided to up and leave"
"And you came here?" I asked finding it hard to believe someone will willingly choose to come here.
"Well not quite" Niall said
"Niall made up my mind" she said looking at him through the review mirror.
"This sounds like a good story" I say making myself comfortable.
Eleanor pov
I was walking the highway, in the rain, crying not having anything with me, not knowing what to do or where to go. Suddenly a car stopped next to me and the window rolled down, behind it a blond boy and blue eyes looked at me concern.
"You need help"
He didn't ask but stated. My instincts told me he was ok, that I was safe with him. I stopped and wiped my eyes dry looking at him.
"Where are you heading? Let me give you a lift"
"I don't know where to go" I said in a shaky voice.
"Well, get in, you're soaking wet" The boy said opening the door. I got in, knowing I had no other option.
The boy gave me his dry jacket and a pack of Kleenex.
Warmness took over me, feeling calmness spread from my feet in my bones up my body, to my face and head.
"Where are you going?" I asked him
"I am staying with a few friends in Holmes Chapel" He looked at me before starting the car to integrate once again on the road.
"I'm Niall" He glanced over
"I'm Eleanor" I looked out the window, not really feeling up to having a conversation with him. Again I felt calmness seep in. That's when I knew. My instincts never wrong. This boy is like me.
"So…" I started slowly "How long have you known you can control people's emotions and state of stress?"
"What do you mean?" He seemed calm but I noticed his hands tighten on the wheel.
"I'm like you.. Well not in the same way, but I have strong instincts, I pick up on almost everything, plus sensing who is behind me, if danger is coming or if you're telling the truth" I looked at him studying his face. He kept quiet.
"Your friends are like you" I said, watching his grip on the wheel, his knuckles turning white.
"I won't tell! I promise- better yet- let me come with you! I have no family no place to go, if you are like me what better option is there then sticking together?" I was begging him, knowing this was my only option for survival.
"If you have no family where have you been until now?"
"I was in this foster home. The dad was a drunk and the mum never home, leaving me with their older son that" I shut up not sure if I want to let this boy I just met on my past.
"Eleanor, I want to know where you come from before I decide to bring you home with me" He said quietly but with reason.
"He tried to molest me…. but my abilities kept me safe, letting me know when he was close by. By the end he grew violent and I fled." I said fast. Niall kept quiet taking it in. So to make sure he believes me I picked up my sleeve showing him the cigarette mark I have on my arm fresh since yesterday. Seeing that, he took out his phone and pressed a number.
"I'm bringing someone back with me… like us.. long story.. see you soon"


"Just like that?" I asked Niall
"I felt her distress she needed our help" He shrugged
"Heart of gold! That is what you have" I said. Eleanor squeezed his shoulders agreeing with me.
"I'm sorry you had such a hard time, that is unfair" I turned to her, understanding now what Niall said, that some of them have no place to go back to.
"Well, I'm over it.. But thanks" She shrugged "They took me in, I found a job at a clothes department store got some money to help out and the rest is history"
We kept quiet entering Bradford. I checked my phone for the address once again making sure we are heading the right way. Before we left this morning Harry gave me a new phone, with a baby blue case to it, saying it's to replace the one I left home. He already put everyone's numbers in, and Liam programmed some of the photos I had of my family into it.
Niall parked outside a building. We got out looking up at it.
"This is it?" I asked
"I think it is" Eleanor was looking to the sides making sure there is no danger to proceed.
"Let's go in together" Niall said crossing the road. We followed him, entering the building and climbing the stairs to the second floor.
"Here goes nothing" I say, and knock. After a few moments we hear footsteps and the door opens a young girl looking up at me.
"Hello sweetheart, is Zayn home?" I smile down at her. She shakes her head.
"No? Gosh.. that is too bad, I really wanted to see him.. Do you know where I can find him?" I asked her, feeling the warmth of Niall taking over me, and the suspicion leaving the little girls face
"He is down in the basement, drawing" She said
"Thank you! We'll head down there right now" I wave and turn. We go back down and push open the door.
Loud music was playing and a dark headed boy was painting on a canvas singing along to the music. He had a nice voice. I stood in back of him assessing his work. He was brilliant just as Liam said he is.
"Oh! Hi" He noticed me, turning down the valium. He didn't notice Eleanor and Niall keeping to the back.
"Sorry to sneak up on you.. You are very talented- this is amazing" I say "It's your sister"
"How did you know?" He raised an eye brow at me
"I just met her she told me you'll be down here" I smiled
"I am Lizzie" I answered the question he was just about to ask me "And those over there are my friends- Eleanor and Niall" I pointed to them, better late than never.
The both of them walked over, Niall reaching out his hand to shake Zayn's.
"You all right?" He asked
"Can I help you?" Zayn looked from one to another trying to understand what we are doing here.
"Ok, I'll get to the point, since I can tell you're busy and I don't want to waste your time" I look at Niall.
"We came to find you, since we all have something in common we share" Niall took over.
"I'm sorry. I'm not following" Zayn looked confused.
"We all have a talent like yours but different" Eleanor said. We all saw it, the change in his eyes when the suspicion of what she just said came through.
"I can read minds and make things move" I say, making the brush in his hand fly to mine.
"Wow!" He exclaimed
"Yes, wow… I have the ability to tell if danger is close, who is in a room or if someone is lying" Eleanor said "With instincts only"
"And I can control emotions" Niall finished.
"I know this is strange for you, I am quite new to this whole thing too, but trust me, we aren't here to harm you" I say.
Zayn turns his back to us looking at his painting. Niall and Eleanor looked at me. I took a few paces so now I stand by his side looking too at the painting.
"Show me how you work" I asked him
He takes down the one of his sister and puts up a new clean canvas.
"Think of someone you love" He said. I do as I'm told. Zayn comes close putting two fingers to my forehead, closing his eyes.
Then he turns from me and starts painting. The painting doesn't take long, it takes shape quite fast, my sister's blue eyes and blond locks are visible. Her red lips are next. I swallow the tears in my throat, trying to wash down the pain that shot to my heart.
"You don't get to see her do you?" Zayn asked me
"She thinks I'm dead"
"Why is that?"
"To keep her safe" I answer
"How is you dead keeping her safe?"
"Have you ever come across the name Company X?" Eleanor questioned
"No"
"Why don't we go sit somewhere and we can tell you all about it" Niall said.
"This is for you" Zayn handed over the painting, which was already dry.
"Thank you so much" I smile at him.
We go back outside, Zayn stopping home to say he is going out and I put the canvas in the car.


"So now your family thinks you're dead" Zayn said after hearing all we've been through these past few weeks.
"Yep.. listen, I know it's a lot to take in but they are hunting us down one by one, so we are looking for others like us, getting to them before Company X does" I said.
"What am I suppose to do? Leave with you?" He asked
"Well it is your choice, but staying is not safe" Eleanor said
"What if I come with you and they find my family?" He questioned
"As long as your family doesn't know where you are they will be safe" Niall said
"Do they know about you?" Eleanor asked
"Yes" He nodded, he took in a deep breath holding his head in his hands "I don't know what to do"
"It is up to you, but you just should know, the Company will find you here eventually"
"Ok.. Let me go pack a small bag, I'll tell my mum I'm going with you for a few days and we'll go on from there" He said putting his trust in us.
"Sounds good to me" I say looking around to see if the rest our agreeing with this too.
We walk back to the building Zayn's family lives in. We get in the car waiting for him there, while he went in to fetch his things.
"He took it quite well don't you think?" I say
"A little too well" Eleanor said.
"What do you mean?" Niall and I asked
"He is not to be trusted" She said looking out the window to see if he is coming "Didn't you try reading him?"
"No, I was too busy with filling him in" I sigh, knowing that was a mistake, I was sent so I could read his mind.
"What should we do?" Niall asked
"Let him come with us, we'll continue questioning him, and I'll try reading him, we have a long drive, the truth will come out on the way" I say.
We watch Zayn calm out the building crossing to the car.
"Are you ready?" Eleanor smiled to him
"I can come back if I want?"
"Yes you can" I promised him.
Niall starts to drive. We all sit back quietly. I try reading Zayn but he is thinking of his family, if it was the right thing to come with us.
My phone rings. I look at the I.D seeing Harry's photo come up.
"Styles" I answer him
"Lizzie! They know about the cabin! Don't come back here! You hear me?! Don't come back to the cabin!"

Notes

How does company X know about the cabin???

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