𝙼𝙰𝙵𝙸𝙰 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 ( 𝚉𝙼 )

CHAPTER 31

FLORA POV:

As Harry settled all the payments, he helped me to walk out from the hospital. I was more better than before just a tired so Harry put his hand on my back so that I won't fall. As we reached to the enterance, someone hit me and hold my arms and there is where I realize the person was holding me was.....

"ZARA" my eyes are wide open same as Harry and eyebrows furrowed. If terror got face, that's how Zara looks like now. She is gasping for air like she is running for so long. Her body is sticky and sweat running through her face, her hair is in messy and she got hurt like she fell down on the road and got some scratches on her arm. 

"Zara, what are you... what.. what are you doing here? What happen to you? How do you get hurt?" I throw alot of questions at her while I look at Harry, who was confusingly looking back at me and Zara. 

"Flora.."she breathed out. 

I calm her down then she open her mouth again to talk. "Flora, please I'm in danger, please bring me to Zayn's house or somewhere safer place please" she pleaded as her tears running out of her eyes. 

"Zara what..." before I ask furthermore questions, Harry interupts in, "I think it's better to go back home and talk, it's not safe to stand here for long" he said as he rushed us to get in the car. I sat behind with Zara to make sure that she is okay and fine. Harry speeding off and at the same time cautiously looking at the rear mirror to check if anyone are following us. 

Once we get in the house, I carefully bring out Zara by wrapping my arms around her shoulder and let her sit on the couch. The first thing she asked was, " Where is my brother?" while looking down at the couch. I looked at Harry who looked back at me and bit his lower lip. "Go call him" I whispered to him as he nodded his head and went to get the motherfuc- I mean Zayn. Well, no matter what he is an asshole. Yeah a hot asshole.  SHUT UP. This fucking mind of me URGHHH. 

"Zara" I called her while sitting beside her, "What is happening?" I asked her. "I need to talk to Zayn" finally she looked at me but the thing is she used to hate him but now... anyways why I have to be busybody in their siblings life. "Well, it's that the case, atleast let me handle your wound please" I gave her my puppy eyes and as I know that she couldn't resist that, she gave in. 

I thanked her and went to the kitchen to get the first aid box, as I'm on my way to the hall, I heard the voice, and finally I meet him.......again. He hasn't notice me yet as he was busy on taking care of his sister but Harry let Zayn know that I'm here. There is where he looked up at me. Everything was blurred, we can't here anything at all even more we felt like we are the only one there. His eyes showed something, like relief, happiness, love . Urhmm no way there is love, he is an asshole Flora. I looked away from his intense stare and continue my walk to sit infront of Zara. 

Zayn watched my actions as I'm taking care of Zara's wound. I looked at him by side eyed and letting him know what is the purpose of me doing this. "Zara got some scratches at her arm" Once I said it, his attention turns to Zara, "What? Scratches? wha.... are you okay girl? How do you get it those ? Are they gave it to you? Did they hurt you?" Again with alot of fucking questions that made Zara, "GOD DAMN IT BHAIYA, I'm fine, just some scratches and I got it when I was running I felt down on the road, so nothing worry. Cool down" 

"What did you call me?"Zayn asked to his sister.

"What?" Zara asked back while bit her lips. "What did I call you? I call like how I always call you" she replied as she rolled her eyes.

"No, I heard it. I heard you called me as Bhaiyya" Zayn smiled showing his straight white teeth while looking at us. The smiled of his, shows that he is happy like so much happy and also the happiness in his face was when we get something valueble after waiting for so long time, atlast we get it and there is the happiness gives entry, that whats I saw him. 

I looked at Zara, who was looking down, then look back up at  Zayn then give him small smile and say the word that he is longing to hear it again. "Bhaiyya" Zara called her brother using that foreign word that I had no clue what does that mean. As Zayn heard that, he gave her a bone crushing hug which made me scream at him, "HEYYY, becareful while you both are hugging, I'M taking care of her wounds" I said to him while applying the yellow lotion and then cover the wound by handiplaster. 

As I was  doing that, I saw Zayn who was smirking at me, I rolled my eyes . " All done, Zara." I breathed out while standing up . "Just be careful when you are bathing because I covered your wound with handiplaster. Harry.." I thought to ask Harry to bring Zara a glass of water but then I  looked at Zayn and changed my mind. "It's okay I go get a glass of water for her. " I smiled at Harry went to kitchen back to keep the first aid box and bring a glass of water. NOT WITHOUT GLANCING OR GLARING AT ZAYN MALIK. That doffus still smirking at me . If he isn't perfect, I would punch his face but what to do his beauty define as a freaking GREEK GOD.

"Thanks " I jumped at the sudden deep male voice, "God damn it Zayn, a warning would be nice" I said as I turned my back and wash my hands before I  get a glass of water. "How are you now?" he asked. "Oh, so now care about me? You know because of whom I admitted to hospital" Guilt run through his face. "What's the thanks for?" I changed the subject so that  I don't want to feel the tension betwee us. "Safely bring Zara back home, back to me, she is the only one.."

"hey hey hey, stop right there okay. I don't want to listen any fucking story of yours, thank you. I'M not interested in it. Zara is safe that's good." I cut him and again I hurt him. Well he deserves it, but why am I the one felt guilty now? because you still have a feelings for him you bitch, don't deny it.  Shut the fuck up. "huh?" Zayn looked at me confusingly, "I didn't say anything Flora,"

"FUCK ME" I whispered harshly and closed my eyes to calm me down while laying my head on the cabinet. Little did I know, that Zayn heard what I said just now. "Gladly babygirl" he whispered in ears thats make my hair to rise up and shivers run through my body. I jolted up and looked at him, he laughed while showing his perfect teeth then walk away from me whereas me replaying what the actual fuck just happen.

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SO HERE IT IS. 

I'M sorry for the late update. 

Hope you all like it .