Until I found you

Part 8 "First talk"

"Yes, Eri, I'm absolutely fine. Don't worry about me. I'm telling you, I'm okay."

Daisy said as she returned from the washroom. As she approached her seat, she saw the person across from her collapsing from his seat.

"What the...! Eri, I have to go now."

She quickly hung up the phone and helped the person, Zayn, back to his seat.

"What happened to you? Are you alright? Oh no, you're bleeding from your nose!"
Daisy said in a panicky.

"I'm okay. This happens to me sometimes."
Zayn said, with his eyes closed.

"Don't lower your head. Just sit quietly. I can see how 'okay' you are." (Daisy)

Daisy hurriedly soaked her handkerchief in cold water and wiped Zayn's face with it.

"Sit down. I'll see what I can do." (Daisy)

Daisy rummaged through her bag and pulled out some medicine.

"Here, take this." (Daisy)

"But what is this medicine for?" (Zayn)

"I have the same problem. Don't worry, just take it. You can trust me." (Daisy)

Zayn hesitated for a moment, looking at Daisy.

"What are you waiting for? Take it!" (Daisy)

Zayn took the medicine and swallowed it. Daisy sat beside him and wiped his face with the damp handkerchief.

"Feeling better now?" (Daisy asked him)

With his eyes closed and head leaned back, Zayn said,

"Thank you so much. I feel a bit better now. If it weren't for you..." (Zayn)

"Rest now. Anyone else in my place would have done the same. Can I say something?" (Daisy)

Nil nodded.

"Not all people are the same. You can trust the trustworthy ones." (Daisy)

Zayn didn't say anything. Daisy handed him the damp handkerchief.

"Keep this wet handkerchief with you. Hold it near your nose." (Daisy)

As Zayn held the handkerchief, he noticed a familiar design on it – a bird spreading its wings, embroidered with the same thread. He glanced at Daisy, who was now preparing to sleep.

"Is this your handkerchief?" (Zayn)

"Of course, I wouldn't carry someone else's handkerchief." (Daisy)

"No, actually..."

Zayn pulled out the old handkerchief from his pocket and showed it to Daisy.

"This handkerchief has the same design. Is this yours?" (Zayn)

Daisy was startled seeing the handkerchief from the day of the accident.

"What happened? Is this yours?" (Zayn)

"No, it's not mine." (Daisy)

"But both handkerchiefs have the same..." (Zayn)

"So what? Can't there be identical handkerchiefs! Don't think too much about it. Rest now. Your health isn't good. You sleep, and let me sleep too." (Daisy)

Daisy laid down using her bag as a pillow. Zayn stared at the two handkerchiefs for a while, then looked outside.

"So much coincidence? Maybe she's right. There can be identical handkerchiefs." (Zayn thought to himself)

Zayn glanced at the sleeping Daisy. Her brown curly hair was scattered around her face, adding a serene charm to her thin frame. He tried to sleep, cradling his bag in his lap.

The next morning,
Zayn woke up earlier, as usual. He looked at his watch – it was almost five in the morning. Habitual of waking up early, Zayn couldn't sleep past dawn. Seeing Daisy still asleep, he watched her quietly.

Suddenly, Zayn noticed that she was about to fall off the seat. He quickly held her and laid her back down properly. As he was about to leave, Daisy grabbed his hand. Having no other option, Zayn sat by her head.

Daisy clutched his hand like a pillow. Zayn tried to wake her up but seeing her in a deep sleep, he decided not to. He remained seated, listening to music through his headphones.

When Daisy woke up and, startled by someone else's hand in hers, jumped up, hitting her head against Zayn's.

"Ouch!" (Daisy, holding her forehead)

Zayn held his head in pain.

"What are you doing here in my seat??" (Daisy, surprised)

"You were about to fall off the seat in your sleep! I saw it and saved you, and then you grabbed my hand and held it tight like it was your pillow!" (Zayn, sitting back in his seat)

"Me? Seriously? I held your hand?" (Daisy)

"I'm not the kind of guy to lie about this! What are you trying to say?" (Zayn)

"I didn't mean to..." Daisy began, but Zayn left before she could finish.

"I didn't even say anything! Anyway, good, now I can have my tea in peace." (Daisy)

Daisy happily sipped her tea, but seeing Zayn's sit in front of her again, she started coughing.

Ignoring her, Zayn quietly drank his tea and ate biscuits.

"Can't you even offer me a bottle of water out of courtesy? I helped you yesterday!" (Daisy)

"Why? I grabbed your hand on purpose right! Why should you take my help or my water bottle?" (Zayn)

Daisy pouted and turned away.

"What a rude guy! Let him do what he wants. No point in worrying about it."

Daisy thought to herself.

"I helped her, and she suspects me in return! And she told me yesterday to trust people! Huh!"

Zayn thought to himself, grumbling.

To be continued...
Written by- Porna