What Is Love - Zayn Malik

Chapter 12

Zayn's POV:

Since yesterday I've been in a shock. How can Aliya do this? Was she really telling me the truth? She looks so innocent to have a mentality like this.

Now that I know everything about her, I will not forgive her for what she did. She has ruined things for Amira and I which will cost her a lot. There is no soft corner left in my heart for her. She's no good. I will change her life completely. I'll be the one to give her pain. Don't worry Aliya, the scores have to be equal.

As I was planning on how to retaliate with Aliya, my phone vibrated.
Wow! It's a text from Amira.
" Hey Zayn, how are you? Umm, I've been thinking about last night, and I think I should give you a chance. C'mon, everyone deserves a chance, but you really have to prove your love to me. By the way I've had a conversation with Aliya this morning and she finally agreed on going to your farm house... Please Zayn don't ruin it this time. Bye x"
Seriously? She really agreed on going to my farm house? Why would she do that? Well I can't really do anything about it because I really have to show Amira that I really like her and for that I have to bare with Aliya's existence.
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Aliya's POV:

I did agree on going to the farm house, but how am I going to face Zayn? He's probably going to hate me and will send me back. I hope Amira helps me this time. I really feel bad for her. She cut herself for me. She's such a sweet cousin.
*ding*
I have a text message. It's a text from Amira.
" Hey! How are you Aliya? Are you feeling better? I just wanted to tell you that, Zayn is fine with you going to his farm house. So yeah that's a good news and by the way I've arranged a party at my place today to release all the tension in the atmosphere at the moment. Please be here at 6:30. Bye love x"
Phew... I feel a little relieved that Zayn doesn't mind me going to the farm house. Oh well, should I really attend the party? I don't want to. I think I should go, Amira is right, it will release the tension in the atmosphere.
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I'm finally here standing in front of Amira's house. I didn't wear a really fancy dress. Just a navy blue short dress. I've put my hair down with light make up.

Now that I'm finally inside... Not many people are here. I can see Zayn making his way towards Amira. I'm not even going to try talking to them.

I've taken a glass of drink. It's so boring. I'm just sitting on this couch looking at the people around me. Suddenly I hear someone calling my name. Who can it be?

" Hey Aliya! Come here!" Pfft... It's Amira.
I've stood up and started walking in her direction. What does she want?

" Hi Amira! You wanted to say something?" I asked her. She's standing next to Zayn. Zayn didn't even bother to look at me, which makes me kind of happy because I didn't want him to look at me.
" Haha no, I just called you because I want you and Zayn to forgive each other and act like good friends... At least shake hands." She commanded.
No way! Why would I want to be friends with this jerk?
" Amira, it's fine yeah... We don't have to do this... Ple--" Zayn was cut off by Amira
" No Zayn you guys have to or else I won't talk to you people!" Amira exclaimed.

" alright babe... Umm A-Aliya just forget about what happened last night." He said in such a rude tone, he thinks I really want to talk to him. Does he?
" Zayn, I really don't care about it so whatever." I replied in the same tone.

" that's better." Said Amira smiling at the two of us.
" Amira I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow." With that I left. I didn't want to stay there anymore. It's like an insult standing there in front of Zayn.
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Almost everybody left the party by now and I'm still standing out here because I didn't find a taxi.
Suddenly I hear footsteps. As I turn, I see a tall muscular guy making his way towards me. He has dark hair with a stupid smirk on his face. I've never seen him before but anyways he doesn't look friendly at all.
" Hey babe, want to come with me home? We'll surely have a good time together." He smirked and tried to come closer.
Oh My God! Is he a rapist? Will he kidnap me?
" Get away from me you filthy animal! Who are you? Leave me alone!" I screamed at his face.
I can see his facial expressions turning into anger. He looks so dangerous.
" How dare you? Did you just call me a filthy animal?" He tried grabbing me but too late. Looking at his facial expressions, I've started running, but where do I go?

I've been running for almost 10 minutes and he's still behind me. I can't run anymore. I'm probably lost. It's a really dark road. I've stopped. I have no where to go. There's a huge brick wall in front of me. Tears are streaming down my face. My heart is pacing like a Lamborghini. Is he going to rape me? I've shut my eyes. This is the end. I feel his hands around my waist. All I can do is cry. He has pinned me agains the brick wall.

Suddenly I hear a loud horn. Probably of a car. I try opening my eyes but the headlights are still switched on which are blinding me.

Now that they are switched off, I can see another male figure making his way towards me. His hair done in a quiff. Wait... It's Zayn.

In a swift of time, Zayn grabbed the man from his shoulder and punched his jawline. He didn't stop punching him. The man is bleeding. I have to stop Zayn, or else the man will die.
" Zayn stop it, he'll die!" I took his arm and pulled him.
" I will kill you if you touch her again!" Zayn barked at the man's face and let him crawl away.
Zayn stood up and looked at me. His face filled with anger.
" can't you fucking take care of yourself? Who told you to wait out there for a taxi this late?" He barked at my face. Ouch Zayn. Can't you be nice.
I don't know why, but I've started crying. Tears are streaming down my face. Did Zayn just speak to me like that?
" stop crying and take this." Zayn offered me his leather jacket. I cover my self. That douche had ripped my dress.

I was about to say thanks when Zayn turned and is walking towards his car. Is he not going to drop me home?
I'm watching each and every step of his very carefully. He stopped in front of the door of the seat next to him. Silently he opened it and is now standing behind it. He's offering me a drive back home, that's practically what he means because why would he stand like this?

I'm walking towards the door. My legs are so shaky because of the incident. The man would have rapped me if Zayn wouldn't stop him. He saved me. Which means he cares about me.

I've reached the door and sat in the car. Zayn slammed the door which made the entire car to vibrate. He's still pissed. He quickly came and sat in the drivers seat.

The drive is silent. I think I should say thanks.
" Umm, Zay--" I was cut off by the music. He turned the music on to shut me up. What did I do? Why is he pissed at me now? Didn't he say that we are going to forget about last night back there at the party?

We've finally reached my house. I opened the door and stepped out of the car. I think I should return his jacket. I knocked at his window... Without even turning his head he turned the car on and reversed it. With that he left. Didn't even take the jacket. Is he that mad at me?