What Is Love - Zayn Malik

Chapter 21

Aliya's POV:

We're finally leaving Zayn's farm house. Harry has offered me to sit in his car and obviously I agreed.
I remember the ride with Zayn, which was absolutely ridiculous but fun at the same time, now finally I can peacefully return back home.

" Hey babe you ready?" Harry asked me as he popped into the car. His car is nothing like Zayn's. I mean Harry doesn't clean his car well. I can see beer spilled at the back seat... This boy really needs cleaning.
" Yup, can't wait to go back home, pretty tired." I said to Harry and that's when the journey started.
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Zayn's POV:

Harry's car is right in front of mine and all I can think of is him and Aliya having a good time in there. I remember when Aliya was in my car a week ago. It was hilarious how she slept, how we fought but agreed on finding our way out of the jungle and how I had realized that I grew feelings for her.
Yes, it's true. I've been denying it all this time but the truth can never be hidden.

She had taken over every inch of my heart since the first day. When we fell at the mall, the way she was under me. Her innocent face which drives me crazy. How can someone manage to look innocent when they aren't?
Our kiss was insanely hot. Her lips against mine fit perfectly. I had to control myself under her touch... Not even Amira made me feel that way.
I wanted to do so much more than just kissing her. I want to touch every single inch of her skin, I wanted to kiss her in the middle of her legs and give her pleasure. Oh god, how hot would it be when she would scream my name and beg for my touch.
Even the thought of her turns me on.

" Zayn! Are you even listening to me?" Amira was screaming into the phone, I totally forgot I was with her on phone.
" I'm so sorry babe, I zoned out." Suddenly guilt hit me. I know Amira ain't my girl friend but we are in some sort of relationship, and I personally am not giving her what a girl deserves, instead I think about Aliya.
" I feel like you don't care about me anymore, what is it Zayn?" Amira asked with concern.
Only if I could tell you that I have given my heart to Aliya, who doesn't even care about me.
" It's nothing love, I'm just stressed out about something. Mum said I have to hire a lawyer for some property papers and stuff. I'm sorry." I replied.
" Zayn, don't worry everything will be okay." Amira said and hung up.
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Amira's POV:
We have 2 more hours to go with and I still can't stop thinking about what Zayn told me. He said he needs a lawyer for his property issues.
I remember once mum was telling me that Zayn's mum was worried about the property that Zayn's dad has left for him, there were some terms and conditions that she has to agree with. It also says that Zayn should be married. Only then he can get the property, half of which will be under his wife's custody.

Suddenly an idea clicked in my head. What if I marry Zayn. Obviously Zayn will talk to his lawyer about it, and once we are married, half of his property would be mine. As soon as I get the property I will get divorced to Zayn and marry Ronny.

How smart can you be Amira? With a smirk on my face I slept.

Nobody can stop me.
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Aliya's POV:

This is pathetically boring. Harry's so busy driving that he won't reply to what I say. I can't help but think about my journey with Zayn. It was so much fun. I miss being around him. Honestly I really can't get over him but the fact that he is a total ass makes me wanna throw up.
I was distracted by the memories of my trip with Zayn that I didn't even realize that our car has stopped. We were parked on the side of the road. It's dark outside. I wonder what happened.
I looked at Harry, who didn't even bother to tell me what happened, instead he left the car. He was now standing in front of the car, where the smoke was coming from.
I opened the door so that I can see what happened. The cold air hit my face. I ran back inside to grab my coat.
" What's wrong Harry?" I'm totally unaware of what exactly happened to the car.
" Aliya, it's pretty obvious that the car has stopped, and definitely am not a mechanic who can figure out what happened. All I can say is, the engine has blown up. Now please go sit inside." Harry replied in annoyance.
I didn't want to argue with him so I quietly came back to my place inside the car.
It's not my fault that the car's engine blew up.
In few minutes Harry is back inside the car.
He took my hand in his and started to say,
" look at me babe. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have been rude to you but I was pissed off because of the car, but don't worry, I'll fix it soon."
I nodded and leaned in to peck his nose. He's such a sweetheart.
I was about to say it's okay when a horn scared the living flesh out of me.
Both Harry and I jumped and turned to see who it was. The headlights blinded me and the thought of that day hit me. The day when a guys was almost about to rape me.
When I actually was able to see, a guy stepped out of the care. His figure tall his hair a messed up quiff.
Zayn.
Harry stepped out of the car to greet him and so did I.
" Hi Zayn" said both Harry and I.
" Hi Harry, what's wrong mate?" He asked Harry. Such a rude boy, didn't even say hi to me.
" The engine blew up man. What do I do now?" Harry pointed at the front of the car and asked Zayn.
" Umm, why don't you call the mechanic and tell him to take the car to his workshop. Two people can definitely fit in my car." That was actually a brilliant idea Zayn. I said to myself because Zayn decided to ignore me.
" Oh that'll be great. Don't worry you can take Aliya with you in your car, I'll join Ronny." Harry replied and I felt like burying myself 10 feet under the ground. No way in hell I'm going with Zayn.
" Harry why don't you come with me as well?" Zayn asked. I can tell he also hates my company.
" Nah mate, I have something to discuss with him. I'll be fine. Now you better get going. I'll give you a call once I'm with Ronny. Take care babe, see you in a bit." Harry leaned in and briefly kissed me. With that he left. I feel miserably embarrassed in front of Zayn. I bet I'm already blushing.
" Let's get going." Zayn said in a harsh tone. Why is he so rude? Ass.
I silently followed him to his car and sat in the passenger seat at the back. Zayn say in his place and fixed his back mirror. His eyes were clearly on me. They weren't soft.
" Why the fudge are you sitting at the back? Do I look like a driver to you?" He barked.
" I just thought you wouldn't like sitting with me, I--I'm sorry, I-" I was about to apologize again when he interrupted.
" Shut up and come sit here." His eyes now glued on the steering wheel.
I quickly opened my door and sat in the front, next to the asshole. This trip is going to be a disaster. Help me God. With that I drifted to sleep.
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I woke up to the banging of the door. It was so damn hard to open my eye lids. I finally managed to open them.
Talking about my surroundings, I was in Zayn's car. My seat was adjusted so I could lay down properly and a small blanket covered me. Probably Zayn did it.
I looked to my left to see Zayn but he wasn't there. I shifted back the seat to its original place to look outside. We have stopped at a gas station. The sun didn't show much, the grey clouds covered. I swear the mood swings of the weather are so annoying, but it's lovely outside.

Finally I saw Zayn exit a small coffee shop. Same old leather jacket. He had two cups of coffee in his hand.
He sat inside the car and said, " Here sleeping beau--. Take this." Why won't he call me that anymore?
" Zayn it's okay, you can still call me that and thanks." I took the cup of coffee from his hand.
" I didn't ask you that." With that Zayn turned his attention to the road again.
I'll never be able to understand this kid.

My head is pounding because of the headache, I think it's because of sleeping in the same position. I don't know to be honest but it is really bothering me.
" Umm Zayn?"
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Zayn's POV:

What does she want? Every time she says my name...
" What?" I asked. It's so hard to control my emotions around her.
" Zayn, I think I'm going to throw up, I have a really bad headache." She said in a soft voice. She looks really pale.
" Umm, I'll stop the car, you can easily throw up then." I can't hide the concern in my voice.
I stopped the car as soon as I could and stepped out to open her door.
" Here let me help you." I took her hand in mine and with my other free hand I massaged her back so that it's easy for her to throw up.
" Zay--n ugh!" There you go, she threw up.
" It's alright, it's okay." I tried to comfort her. She's like a little girl, trust me.
" Thanks Zayn, but my mouth tastes like crap, do you have water?" She almost whispered to me.
" Sure, here you go." I handed her a water bottle and made my way back to my seat.
" Feeling much better." She informed with a smile on her face. How will I ever be able to hate this girl?
" I didn't ask you that but it's good to hear that you're feeling better. Let's get going."
She nodded and sat in her place.

We were quite for almost 10 minutes, when suddenly her phone rang. Who could it be?
" Hey Harry. I'm fine... Just threw up because of a bad headache... No, no I'm fine. Zayn helped me out... Alright see you later babe."
Of course it was Harry. Who else could it be.
I feel like a puppy who's madly in love. This is crazy. I've always been a player boy. Never had true feelings for the girls I've dated but this girl, right next to me, has changed everything.
I can't concentrate on anything when she's around.
" Aliya." Her name escaped out of my mouth.
" Mhm, what is it Zayn?" She asked with a confused look on her face.
I've got three little words that I've always been dying to tell you.
" What are you doing to me?" I can't take this anymore.
" What have I done to you?" How freakin dumb is she?
" So you're trying to tell me that you don't understand anything? Don't you think there's a weird tension between us? A different sensation?" I asked with concern.
" Zayn I don't know! Every time you help me out and then scream at me for no reason. You save me from the dark and then tell me it was all my fault! If I don't freakin understand then make me, tell me what are you and I!" Tears are streaming down her face. She's really unaware of my feelings. I can't tell her, I just can't. My mum's wish is Amira and it has to come true.

" Forget it Aliya, you won't understand. You never will. The truth is, you don't feel the same way. You don't want to feel."
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