Black

Chapter 21

After what it felt like hours, Sach unlocked herself away from Zayn, pulling back. This time, her fingers wiped her own tears away. 

"I ruined your shirt." She sniffed in with a weak smile.

"I don't care." Was Zayn's response, looking down at her. 

"Excuse me then, I'm gonna go wash my face." Sach walked back upstairs to the bathroom.

Washing her sadness and secrets off. Pulling the happy mask again.

Zayn sat back in the small dining table. Thinking about how terrible it must be to have an eating disorder. He felt sorry for all the beautiful girls out there who are ready to destroy their health and body for the seek of a thighs gap or collar bone and being called attractive. Even though visible bones were more of a sickness than beauty. After all, He felt close to Sach. He felt like she actually trusts him with her dark secret. He knew stuff like that weren't easy to tell, specially to a boy. He caught himself smiling. 

Sach reappeared by the kitchen's door, walking slowly and back to where she was sitting. She sits quiet before Zayn got up, cleaning up the table and placing the leftovers into the fridge. 

"Are you letting the guest clean up while you watch?" Zayn asked.

Sach pushed herself up from the wooden chair, "How can I?" she giggled as she took the plates from Zayn. He cleaned the table as Sach filled the dishwasher with the dirty dishes.

"Want to go out?" Zayn asked after he finished up. he sits on the kitchen counter watching Sach.

"On a date?" 

"Yes," He smiles slyly. "But for now, I meant like a walk or just drive around."

"oh," Sach looks up from the inside of the dishwasher, wiping her soft hands with a kitchen towel.

"Sure."

It was cold outside, even though the sun was there, hidden shyly behind the clouds, but still there.

You can feel the shine burning into your eyes but your teeth still chatter and your fingers still turn light blue. 

"Walking is no option" Zayn stated stepping outside, hugging his coat closer to his body.

Sach smiled blowing in her tiny palms, "Car drive around the place?" she suggested. Zayn nods, searching the keys in his pockets. 

Zayn drove around, letting Sach guide him. She was born here and Zayn was a stranger to the city, too. And he wasn't familiar with the streets names nor places. 

A bright smile shines on Sach's lips as she shows him the playing garden she used to play at as a kid. The happy afternoons she spent on the sand was priceless and just the memories made her feel warm in the chilly weather. 

"Look look!" she points from Zayn's window, leaning so close to him as he drives. "I used to swing in this very swing set every day after school." She jumps enthusiastically before realizing the distance. She rounded cheeks turn even pinker with blush and cold and she sits still in her seat as Zayn grins.

He pushes the door open, And Sach do the same. Surprised, He locks his tall fingers with hers and tag her behind him. Running across the street to the now empty garden. 

"Zayn!" Sach called from behind. Her voice breathless from running and laughing. "You can't be serious!" 

Zayn smiles at her widely. "I am!" He giggles, standing next to the swing set. "Sit."

Sach shook her head laughing. She pushes her hair to her right shoulder and sits, Holding into the cold mental hard. Remembering the last time she was here and wondered why she wanted to grow up so badly.

Zayn pushed her lightly at first. Watching her fly. 

"Faster!" Sach'd eventually screams on top of her lungs as Zayn laugh and pushes more strongly.

Causing her to fly higher and higher. Her long hair flying far from behind her. Sach was a little girl inside. Zayn loved it.

"Watch this!" Sach screamed again as she was on top of the world, flying. As her feet almost touched the muddy ground, she jumped, did a flip on the air and landed back on her feet. Leaving Zayn speechless. 

"Wow!" He clapped. "that's impressive" 

She bowed jokily. "I had so much time to practice."

"But if you're gonna show off so will I" Zayn rolled his sleeves up, getting ready for the next challenge.

He ran and jump of the little plastic seat. His big feet awkwardly fought for place as he tried to stand, holding tight keeping himself balanced. 

"Don't hurt yourself." Sach warned.

"Worried much?" Zayn joked.

"Yes, worried how will I drag your injured body to the car." 

He rolls his eyes in response.

His hands reached up for the upper swing set. He hang himself loosely as his long legs almost touched the ground. He lifted his body up and then flipped it. now he was only holding with his legs.

His head dangled upside down and his sweater fell on his neck and chin, offering his abs and hard V line to Sach's impressed eyes.

"cool." Sach palely said walking closer to him.

"That's all?" 

Sach took a step closer. Titling her head for a better view. "Very cool."

She felt she was in control and she let herself enjoy her moment. She knew it won't last long. 

She took Zayn's overturned face in her hand, printing a soft kiss on his cold lips. The kiss was weird and uneven yet enjoyable. 

"Now, let go." She said. It was her turn to smirk.

Zayn was an dominant guy. He doesn't like taking orders from a girl. He's the man and he should be the one being obeyed. 

He risks his skull and expensive sweater as he jumps down quickly, running behind Sach. He swept her off her feet, throwing her on his shoulder. He crossed the street running looking like a serial killer with a new victim.

Zayn placed her gently on parked car. Her legs were speared around his hip.

He leaned on her on the busy street in the middle of the cold afternoon. "Kiss me." Sach said softly giving him permission. 

He bent his face closer, and kiss her. It was sweet and cute and it felt like a butterfly wings playing on her lips. She closed her eyes. She enjoyed how his mouth opened and closed. And she loved how his lips tasted. 

Soon, the kiss was getting deeper and hungrier. 

Zayn pulls away still closer than ever. "Let's take this to my place."