“No no no no no NO! This is not happening. You CANNOT fall for him. NO, Juliet, no!” I said to myself, pacing back and forth across my room.
“Not especially when he did THIS to you!” I shoved my blue-black wrists towards my eyes, trying to prove a point to myself.
Ah crap, I’m going crazy. He’s making me go crazy. He’s turning me into a psycho like him. URGH
If you were to tell me that I had an amazing impromptu dinner with a guy, I wouldn’t freak out at all. But if you told me that that dinner I had with was with the one and only Zayn Malik, it’s a whole different story.
When I woke up this morning, I yearned for his touch. I was disappointed that he wasn’t there beside me. To my surprise, I didn’t have that recurring nightmare that night because I dreamt of him instead.
I can’t feel like this. Thinking about him shouldn’t be all rainbows and sunshine. My feelings for him were clearly set on hate earlier that afternoon but why did it all have to change at that rooftop? That fucking rooftop. I’m blaming that place, cursing it repeatedly in my mind.
Bloody hell, I need a distraction. I took out my phone and texted the one and only person who would be up for it.
Me: Ellie Bellie, are you free today?
El: If you stop calling me that, then yes I am. :)
Me: But that’s my favorite nickname for you! :P Anyway up for some retail therapy?
El: Me? Shopping? Erm… hell to the yes! Meet you at the White City Station in an hour. Bye, bitch. xx
Me: See you woman! xx
I got dressed, making sure the bruises on my wrists were covered well. I tried concealing the mark on my neck that Zayn gave me the day before but it was still very obvious. I just hope El doesn’t notice it.
I don’t even know if Zayn was home today. And I don’t even know why I cared if he was but I did anyway. I headed down and checked around the house for him. I started out at the living room, thinking he might be watching tv but he wasn’t there. I looked in the rest of the other rooms and he wasn’t in any of them either.
Yes coast is clear.
I was happily walking backwards out to the foyer when I bumped into someone.
“Looking for me, gorgeous?” He said and even from the back of my head, i could feel him giving me his annoying smirk. I mentally groaned to myself before turning around to answer him.
“Er, nope. I was going to get a drink.” It was a lie but whatever I was thirsty anyway. I walked into the kitchen and took out a mug from the cabinet.
“Where you heading too?”
“Out.”
“With who?” He asked curtly.
“With El, Zayn.” His face immediately relaxed when I said her name. Jeez, there’s no reason to be jealous. I mean, he’s not even my boyfriend. Heck, he’s not even my lover.
“Girls day out?”
“Yup!” I said, popping the ‘P’ out.
“You should have told me earlier. I thought we could spend some time together.”
“It was a last minute thing. I’m sorry.”
“It’s ok babe. Maybe we can have dinner or something yeah?”
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