My Reality (Zayn Malik love story)

Chap. 1*

*edited Oct. 11, 2020*

~Litsy~

Today I was mentally and emotionally tired, I found out that I didn't pass my final test to be given the certificate to be a Psychologist and I had to do another semester in order to graduate, only then will I be able to get my degree and certificate. On the other hand, my one and only best friend that I made here in college, my roommate, was gone for the week and said she was going to look for a job for the both of us. So now I was lonely back home and after the breakup I felt even worse.

There was nothing that could make me feel better, it was nearing 4 in the afternoon and I was still at the park. I could no longer cry and just stared blankly at the street ahead of me. Now that I cleared my head, I was thinking over what I was going to do for the next few days; I was alone, depressed and single. Feeling slightly unstable yet craving a human connection or a way of distraction.

I felt a presence sit next to me on the bench, I really didn't bother to look up since I was certainly not presentable. My eyes were more than likely puffy and red from all the crying.

"Hey babe what's wrong?" the presence said to me, their voice deep with a slight accent.

"None of your business." I sounded harsher then intended but I was in no mood to be nice.

"Sorry for asking, I was just curious to why a beautiful girl like you, is sitting on a bench all alone at the park."

"How do you even know I'm beautiful, you haven't seen me yet?" Curiosity got the best of me, recalling only a few hours ago I was called an ugly bitch.

"Well let's fix that then why don't you look up at me." He said to me, the accent more apparent than before. I looked up towards him, curiosity taking over me.

"Oh, babe are you crying? What's wrong, who did this?" Concern clearly in his voice and in his eyes.

"It's ok Zayn it doesn't matter I shouldn't make you have to deal with this." He showed a surprised face then his lips turned up on one side showing off his perfectly white teeth, now he was smirking.

"You know my name? Oh, wait don't answer that, you obviously do, since you know my name what yours is?" I could tell he was trying to distract me.

"My name is Litsy, Litsy Bay."

"Well Litsy now that I know your name you should tell me what happened, don't think I've forgotten."

"Ok fine only because you seem so curious..." I told him everything from not passing my test to my breakup with TJ. He was quiet, trying to process everything.

"Wow that's a lot in one day, how about we go to the beach to get some air?" he said to me, his smirk appearing once more.

"Sure, I'd like that, technically we have fresh air at the moment, but I could go for some nice ocean air." "Ocean air", what the heck Litsy since when you say that. I could've slapped myself for that statement, but I was already a blushing idiot, so I didn't want to take it too far.

"Ok then come on let's go get some ocean air." He said, laughing a bit at the end.

"Oh, shut up." I said with a smile on my face, he managed to make me smile, maybe today isn't going to be so bad.

We started walking towards the beach, which was only a couple blocks from the park, that's when I realized Zayn wasn't from here so how he knew where to go. "Zayn how do you know where the beach is?"

"The only reason I know is because we filmed our video 'what makes you beautiful' here."

"Oh, that makes more sense."

When we got to the beach we sat down on the sand, we built castles me clearly winning the best sandcastle. According to Zayn he won, we decided on playing a game where we each have to say something about our lives one that is true and another false, then the other person had to guess which one was correct. If the other person guessed wrong, they would have to run a quarter of a mile. After about 4 times of playing we quit because we were both tired of running. We sat down once again this time learning a bit more of each other, like our families, what we do in our free time, where we were born, how school was for us, and little things of each other. I learned that he enjoys drawing and that he wants to get married before he turns 30.

"Zayn?"

"Yeah Litsy?"

"I should be headed home now; it's getting late and I have class tomorrow." It was now around 7 so it was starting to get dark.

"Oh, I can take you and are you sure you want to go to school?" He asked with concern in his voice again.

"Of course, I don't want to, but I have to."

"Ok then as long as it's what you want, let's go." He said putting his hand on my back and leading me towards a black van parked close to the beach, weird how I didn't notice that before. I stepped inside the van seeing it was empty and sat down by Zayn; there was a person in the driver's seat.

"Mr. Malik, I see you've decided it's time to leave, where to?" Zayn quickly said my address to the driver, and we drove off, I took off my sweater and covered up the front of my body as I leaned my head on Zayn's shoulder putting both of my hands between my legs to stay warm. It wasn't cold, I just felt comfortable this way. I feel that I'm trusting Zayn too soon. I'm letting my walls down once again and I'm scared, but there's something about Zayn that makes me feel safe and secure. He slowly put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

I didn't notice that I fell asleep till I felt someone shaking me. "Litsy come on, we're here." Zayn whispered in my ear.

"Oh, right sorry I was just tired. I've had a long day." Too much has happened in one day.

"I can tell, now come on, I'll walk you to your door." I slowly nodded and got off the van thanking and waving goodbye to the driver. We slowly walked side by side to my door saying our goodbyes and him giving me a big hug.

"Be strong that guy was a jerk for letting a beautiful girl like you go and call me or text me when you want to talk." He says in my ear before pulling away and slipping a note in my jean pocket.

"I'll take you up on that Malik and thanks for listening to my crappy life problems." I said with a smile.

"Anytime." He says with a big smile of his own before he walked off.

I waved him off and turned around to open my door and see a mess everywhere; I slowly walk in trying to not make noise. I head towards my room and see that TJ is standing there waiting for me.

"What took you so long?" He said with a straight face.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you were supposed to be home a long time ago." He spoke with anger in his voice.

"Since when do I have a curfew and don't you remember, you broke up with me." I was angry, he embarrassed me this morning with everything he said.

"Well you don't, but I've been waiting for you and I wanted to say I'm sorry. I want to get back together, I was wrong to break up with you. I'm willing to wait." He said now in a lower voice.

"Well you're wrong TJ, if you think I'm getting back with you, I'm not your toy you can leave and then come back to." I said more calmly.

"Well I asked you the nice way, now there is no more Mr. Nice Guy." He says lifting me up, swinging me over his shoulder, then throwing me on the bed trying to take off my clothes as I fought with all my strength to stop him and screamed my lungs out crying for help.

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