Hate to Love (Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 14- You Dont Know Me

Chapter 14-

Lina's POV

Lina's Outfit: Same.

Kaylie's Outfit:

We rode in silence for most of the way to Zayn's flat.. I thought about how badly I just wanted to jump out and not go anywhere with him. He drove and hummed the tune of a unfamiliar song. He looked over at me with a smug grin, I rolled my eyes looking back out the window.

"Here we are." He laughed turning off his car.

I pulled the handle getting out and running up to the front door of his flat. Zayn quickly came behind me unlocking it. I looked at him as he motioned me up the steps in front of us I walked all the way up being reveled to a large living room.

Zayn pointed to the large leather sofa in the middle of the area "You can sit there. Do you want something to drink?"

I shake my head no as I take a seat. I look around the space at all the pictures hung on the wall... Some of them were black and white drawings but others being pictures of him and his band mates. I looked at a specific one with Zayn and Harry. I chewed on my jaw as the green orbs in the picture locked with mine. I'd seen them before I knew I had. Where though.. I heard Zayn's footsteps enter the room knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Did you draw those?" I refer to the drawings while turning towards him.

He takes a sip on his glass of water before answering. "Uh, yeah I get bored sometimes.... I just draw on my free time." He shrugs.

I stiff a laugh. "You? Free time?"

"Yeah.. I know sounds crazy with the lifestyle that I live.. But I actually have a lot of it."

"Wow." I sigh getting up and taking a closer look at the drawings.

They're were so good with the detailing. He could really get one of these in a gallery if he wanted.

"Yeah... I mostly get them from dreams I've had.." He says coming up behind me.

I look back at him.

"Dreams?... So this one is a dream." I ask pointing to a specific picture.

it was a girl sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest with her face down in them. There was a quote bubble coming out of her mouth saying "why me?".

"Yeah... That one was kind of unexplainable.. And it wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare." He said staring at it like he was lost.

"How so?"

He paused like he was thinking carefully. Trying to remember. "She.. Was so beautiful.. It was like seeing her in pain.. Made me die inside.. I didn't even know her and she was my life."

I just nodded. I didn't understand what he meant. Did he really know this girl in reality or did he just dream about her.

I snapped out of it. "Well, uh thanks for the talk... Or whatever this was. But I should get home."

I start for the door before he grabs my arm. I pull away slightly with confusion.

"What are you doing?" He cackles.

"Going home.." I say slowly.

"Common your car is in town which is at least fifteen minutes away from here. Let me take you back."

I shake my head. "Thanks... But I'll walk."

He sighs in frustration crossing his arms over his chest.. "Your really stubborn."

"I know.. Closed book, stubborn, never let's anyone in. On and on. I've heard it before." I spat.

"Please?" He says one last time.