I Wish

Chapter Twelve-I would

I WISH

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ZAYNS POV

I was completely wet, and I still hadn't found Scarlett. Not only was I frustrated, but I was also worried. What if she got lost? What if someone took her? All these cautions were flowing through my mind, giving me sick feeling. I quickened my pace as I made it to the café. The lights were on, so it was still open. 

Once I stepped into the café, a wind of coffee met my face. I looked around the café but there was no sign of Scarlett. I walked over to the cash register. The blonde girl looked up from her note pad when she felt my presence. 

 "How may I help you-" She trailed off when she noticed who I was. I smiled at her, as she stared at me widely. 

 "You didn't happen to see a tall, brunette girl, with puffy eyes, that looked like she was crying?" I asked her quietly, leaning into her.

 She nodded meekly, as she continued to stare at me. I smiled uncomfortably, "Did you happen to know where she went?" I asked her.

 She seemed to regain her composure, as she opened her mouth to say, "Yeah, she came about half an hour ago, and she bought a coffee. Then this guy came and they talked and they left together" She stopped and smiled, "but don't worry about her," She said, curling a piece of her hair with her finger, "Im here for you-" And before she could finish, I had already left the café, leaving her speechless, and embarrassed. 

 The rain slowed down, and I could walk without the fear of slipping, so I started to lightly jog around the plaza, hoping for any sign of Scarlett. 

 The sound of a cellphone buzzing made me halt. I put my hand in one of my drenched pockets, hoping my cellphone hadn't gotten wet. Thankfully, there was just a light sweat of my screen, as I quickly wiped it with my hand and clicked answer. 

 "Did you find her?" Was what I was met with. I didn't answer at first, looking around the plaza.

"Answer me Zayn!" The voice, who I had now recognized as Niall, spoke to me. 

 "No" I said in a growl. I realized why he was probably mad at me, but he needed to tone down his attitude. 

"Then find her!" He spat.

"Wow Niall, what a great idea, I clearly never thought about" I told him sarcastically. 

"Just find her Zayn, please, Im worried sick" He pleaded. My blood boiled. Why was he worried? Scarlett was mine, he was just a friend to her, nothing less, nothing more. 

"I get Niall, Im gonna hang up, bye" I closed the phone and slipped in into my pocket. 

I looked around my surrounding once more, before walking ahead into the plaza. The parking lot was empty, except for one car right in the middle. There were two people inside of it, and as I walked towards it, my eyes went wide, and my heart dropped.

Scarlett sat with her head in a boys chest, crying her eyes out. Who this boy was, was a mystery to me, but all I knew was I didn't like him already. 

I really fucked this up, I thought to myself. Fuck. I can't lose her, I won't lose her.

But what was I supposed to do to win her back? I messed it up. I hurt her so much. Fucking hell. 

I turned away, unable to look at the girl I love—wait,I thought.  Did I love her? Did I really love her? All this frustration, and all the crying. Was it because I loved Scarlett, or something else? I thought, could I picture myself with her for the rest of my life? Would I be able to live with out her? Would I enjoy waking up to her beautiful, angelic face every morning for the rest of my life? 

I looked up at the sky, letting drops of rain fall onto my face. I smiled at the sky. I did. I did love her. I could picture myself with her for the rest of my life. I would definitely, one hundred fucking percent enjoy—love waking up to her beautiful, mother fucking stunning face every single mother fucking day of my life. I would enjoy it. I would enjoy it a lot. And not because she is stunning, gorgeous, caring, talented, and makes a hell of a pasta, but because I loved her. I fucking one hundred fucking percent loved Scarlett, and no matter what, no matter fucking what. I would get her back. I would get Scarlett back, and make her trust me again. I will give her space, because I love her. I will be true to her, because I love her. I will make her mine, because I love her. I fucking one hundred fucking percent love her. I love her. 

And so I turned away, away from Scarlett and the mystery boy. Not because I was stupid, and wasn't manly enough to go to her, but because I loved her, and I would give her space. And when that was done, I would make her forgive me, and I would regain her trust. And once that was done. I will love her. I will love every inch and every speck of her. I will love her. And I will show her that. I will love her.

I then walked back to my car, letting myself get wet. I stepping into the car and smiled. I felt complete. I felt complete. I found someone I love. And though that person isn't with me right now. She will be. She will be soon. 

I started the car and drove back the house. Once I parked into the driveway, I opened the door and got out. The rain stopped, and the sky started to open up. The clouds leaving, letting the sunset come in. I watched the sky with a smile, because I felt complete. 

I opened the door into my house and stepped in. I was met with three bodies rushing towards me with panic in their faces. Naima and Niall walked over to me while Harry stayed back. 

"Did you get her back?!" They both asked in unison. I shook my head and smiled.

"No" I smiled, "but I will"

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BUT BUT BUT GUYS. IM SO HAPPY. THAT WAS A VERY EMOTIONAL MOMENT FOR ME. EXCUSE THE EXTRA SHORT CHAPTER. BUT I JUST. CAUSE I NEVER IN THIS BOOK YET WROTE THAT EITHER SCARLETT OR ZAYN LOVED EACHOTHER. BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T KNOW THEMSELVES. AND NOW. ZAYN DOES.

SERIOUSLY GUYS. WHAT DO YOU THINK. COMMENT/VOTE/FAN/SHARE. PLEASE GUYS. WOULD MEAN A LOT.

UNTIL NEXT TIME, AND THAT WILL BE SOON, I PROMISED, ~NATALIE