Malik - Z.M (Book 1, Malik Series)

24.

Kind of nervous posting this up for some reason:P xxx

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Could you blame me for staying in my room?

I couldn't face him.

When I finally admitted it to myself, I realised how fucked up this situation was.

I can't believe I feel this way for him.

I change the channel again, and again. And again, but nothing can keep my mind off him.

I was helpless and defenceless against Zayn.

I was ice and he was fire, melting me away until I was nothing and building me back up so I was now his flare.

My conscious can't even speak for me. She's either snarling at me from a distance or, accepted the fact that I can't be helped.

Maybe I've fallen too deep to seek help.

Well you killed someone for the fucker, how deep do you want to go?

Oh. I spoke too soon.

I sigh heavily and gaze outside into the darkness.

Maybe if I didn't slip my cool, we'd still be out there 'watching' tv.

My bedroom door opens and I flinch in a fright when his eyes lock with mine.

Fuck.

Just at the site of him, my heart is beating fast, my legs are weak.

Oh you have it bad. Nobody can save you now.

"We're leaving in the morning. So pack your stuff in this." He places a Nike duffel bag on my bed and I sit up and nod, refusing to stare into his gaze.

I look back at him to notice he's staring intensely at me and I look back down.

He looks angry.

"Thanks." I say timidly.

The back of his hand brushes against my cheek, causing my chest to contract and my breath to disappear from my lungs.

"Get some sleep, pet." He murmurs quietly, tone annoyed before walking away.

God dammit.

Why is he angry?! I don't know. He's so bipolar.

As a new distraction, I changed the channel to a music channel and started packing the clothes that Zayn had brought me.

I hadn't worn all of the clothes he had got me. But I'm guessing we're going somewhere else where I would still need them.

After I had finish, I reverted back to laying down on the bed and watching TV until I allowed sleep to succumb me.

I didn't have a nightmare a believe, but during the night I did get woken up.

I don't know what it was but my ears were ringing when I could hear nothing but the fucking sex noises from the neighbours room.

Sighing annoyed, I turn the TV off, but that just makes it worse so I turn it back on and walk into the bathroom.

I frown to myself when I realise those moans were far too loud to be considered the neighbours.

My heart slowly starts to drop as the synchronised moans become louder and louder as I lean closer to the door.

I pull away immediately.

No! No god please no.

"Yes- uhh-"

I step away from the wall as my eyes widen.