" And being here without you,
It's like I'm waking up to,
Only half a blue sky,
Kinda there but not quite,
I'm walking around with just one shoe,
I'm half a heart without you,
I'm half a man at best,
With half an arrow in my chest,
I miss everything we do,
I'm half a heart without you" One Direction- Half A Heart..*********
Zayn's POV:
It's been over a month since Rawan ran away. Four and half weeks, 35 days, 840 hours, 50400 minutes, 3024000 seconds. I count them, counting how many weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds since she traveled, counting to know the period of time that I am suffer from being her away from me.
I have been searching about my missing wife in London, I searched every London street, every London alley, and it drives me insane knowing that she isn't in any place I have searched in. She disappears, like when sugar dissolves in water. I can't find her in this big city. I don't want to look so lost, but the truth is that I am lost without her, I am lost knowing that I will wake up every day not finding her beside me in our bed, I will do anything just to spend my life with her. My life is like the earth that didn't have the sun to light it, like the darkness occupied the earth. That's my life, I don't have my only sun, Rawan, and the darkness is eating it alive.
I thought about calling the police, but I know I will make a huge fuss about it if I do that, and to be honest, I don't want the media to squeeze its nose in my private life, I don't want more stress than I have already had. The only thing I need right now to have someone who can give me many opinions where Rawan is, I need someone wise, and sadly, no one in my band mates gives me any advice, it's like they are rebels over me, that's why I stop asking them for help.
The only thing that stops me searching hard is Adam, because of still being young, I can't leave him along time alone in the house, and I also can't take him to anyone of the lads' home, I don't want to bother anyone with my problems. I try to search for her about three or four hours in the day, but still not have much luck to find her in London. I also called British Airways and told the responsible of them, but they told me that there was no one booked a ticket to anywhere called Rawan Malik. Which makes me confused more , she must be still here in England, I believe, but I want to know where!!
I sigh as my mobile begins ringing, making me put my cigarette in the ashtray, I pick the mobile, already finding Harry's name lighting my mobile screen up. He hasn't talked to me for two days, making me know that he gave up on me, and I can't blame him, though. But when he is calling me right now, it's safe to say I am worried about something bad happened to my wife, but I also try to calm myself down and say that maybe it will be a hope in finding any new news about her.
" Hi!" I mumble as soon as I pick up my mobile, afraid of hearing any bad news, I have already had enough and I don't want anything to make me worried and sad again.
" Zayn! You can't believe what happened!" Sarah's joyful voice breaks into my eardrums instead of Harry's, making me sigh in hope that Rawan comes back or something like that, I just want to hear good news to make me feel better.
" Please, tell me that Rawan came back, Sarah!" I beg like a small child that wanting to be with his mother because of feeling afraid of being alone. Rawan isn't only my wife! She is my best friend, my second mother, considering her as one of my sisters, she is my whole family, my sunshine, my princess, and importantly, she is the only one in my heart, my lover.
" No, she didn't! but she did call me!" She explains happily, making me lose my breath for a second, it's been too long since I heard something about her, she didn't call anyone of us, completely staying out from our zone.
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Arranged To be Malik
FanfictionBeing forced to marry someone who hates you is a hard thing. All of us know this fact and we can't doubt it. That's what happened to Rawan and Zayn. He hated her with everything in him, he could pay any money to make her leave him. He was even to lo...