**LAYLA POV**
"I can't believe you lied. To mommy and daddy, fine. But to me? Why Layla? Why?" Ameenah asked as we were strewn across my bed. As soon as supper was done and after my evening shower, I'd confessed to Ameenah. And as expected, she wasn't taking it too well. But I was done lying. I'm cleaning my slate. "Its not like I meant to, Ameenah" I admitted. "Why? Is it easier to lie now?" Ameenah asked, clearly offended and hurt. "No. Its just...I know you. You would have gone to the school and made a ruckus. They would have hated me even more. I love you, Ameenah, but I have to learn to stand on my own" I shrugged and in all honesty, I did. Ameenah's been by my side since day 1. I shouldn't have lied to her. Period. "And by 'standing on your own' you mean to make enemies with the entire school, fall for a damn serial killer and make friends with a girl that no one even knew attended the school? Perfect idea, Layla" she rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm sorry. Ameenah, I shouldn't have lied to you. But I did. You have to trust me" I said as I pulled my knees up to my chest. I looked up to Ameenah, she was my role model. Her thoughts about me meant more than anyone else's. "You're right. You should not have lied to me. But I DO have to trust you. I do. Its just I'm on edge..." Ameenah trailed off and she got this vacant expression on her face. I scooted closer to her and took her hand. "Ameenah? What happened?" I frowned. She looked at me with a bit of fear in her eyes. "Mommy says I'm seeing things, but I'm not. You have to believe me. Last night, I heard noises in your room. So, I got up and came to check your room. Maybe you snuck back in your something. This is the crazy part," she laughed humourlessly at herself, "I came in here and saw Aisha. She was alive and sitting on your bed. I saw her in the flesh. Layla, she wasn't transparent at all. She smiled and said 'Salaam Ameenah. Good to see you again' then when I rubbed my eyes she was gone and the light was off. I wasn't dreaming. She. Was. Here" Ameenah wasn't crazy and she couldn't see ghosts. I looked around my room and got this sudden chill. It didn't look like my room anymore. "Can I sleep by you tonight?" I asked her. She laughed, "Layla, even if Aisha is here, she's our cousin. Family won't hurt us" "Still..." I trailed off. Aisha doesn't scare, its the fact that's its a ghost.
I'm not overly fond of ghosts.
"Yeah, come on" she laughed and stood up from my bed. "So, this Zayn guy dated Aisha?" Ameenah asked as we walked into her room. "I don't actually know. But I'm guessing so" I admitted and climbed into her bed. "I'll tell you one thing though, that boy drives one hell of a car" she said and climbed in next to me. She was a car freak and would probably sell me for a V8 engine or turbo boost or something. I laughed, "Yeah, he definitely knows how to rock a station wagon" "Are you kidding me?! That boy rolls in a RED Golf GTI with mags to die for and. The interior has a----" "G-Golf GTI? Red?!" I choked as I abruptly sat up. That car sounded oddly familiar. "Yeah, didn't you know? The kid dropped you at home a when you stayed for those after classes, remember?" Ameenah frowned. "Do you know his number plate?" I asked. "No. I like the CAR not the driver, silly. Stalking the guy is YOUR job. But hey, if he is a serial killer. And he goes to jail, persuade the court to give that Golf to me. I'll look after it, pinky promise" she said, waving her pinky at me. I laughed and lyed down. "Night" "Night, monkey" she laughed.
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We turned onto a dark road. The street lights were off but the cars' headlights sufficed. "Honestly, that movie was awesome!" I squealed. Mom laughed and dad turned the radio volume up. "You say that about every movie we watch, Aisha" dad tells me. I laugh, "because EVERY movie we watch is awesome, right mom?" "Right, my sweetheart" my mom laughs and starts singing along to the song on the radio. "Dad! There's a car!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" I screech as I watch a red Golf jump the robot. "Salie!" My mom screams as the Golf knocks into the passenger side of the car straight into my mom. "Zarine!! Aisha!!" My dad yells as the car starts rolling over. Suddenly my dad stops screaming and the car stops rolling. I fly straight through the window, glass splinters all over my body and as land head first on a nearby rock. My head feels like its open at the back and the severity of the pain is so excruciating, I go numb with pain. I lose feeling in my feet, then my legs, then stomach, then my arms and with the last of my energy my head rolls to the side. Just before my eyes close, I see the number plate.
UK 356 852.
The pain overwhelms me and I can't see anything. I can't feel nor smell anything. Its all gone.
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Layla, wake up. Its just a dream" Ameenah muttered, shaking me. I forced my eyes open. I was drenched in sweat and Ameenah was cradling me. Aisha wasn't suppose to die. It really was an accident. "Hey, now. Its okay. You've just been dreaming" comforts Ameenah as she starts wiping the tears I didn't know were falling. "Want to talk about it?" Ameenah asked. I shook my head, "I think I know the person who killed Aisha" I whispered. "Who?" "I don't know. But I know the number plate and it looks so damn familiar" I muttered and went back to sleep.
Creepy.
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"Now remember what I told. If ANYONE bothers you, you pick up the phone and call me. Okay?" Ameenah asked as she dropped me off. "Yep. Bye" I chirped and got out of the car. "Layla! Over here!" Danielle yelled from the school gate. I smiled and walked over to her. "So, what's the latest and greatest?" I asked as I hooked into her arm. She laughed, "Nothing much. Just the usual, stalking Zayn Malik at a safe distance" "Oh! Your parents must be so proud" I laughed with her. I abruptly stopped laughing and froze. About 10 meters in front of me, stood Aisha. As broad as damn daylight. Her hair loose, ultra black skinny jeans, a white shirt, a leather jacket on and killer stilettos. I didn't blink, I didn't move, I didn't even breathe. "Layla, what's wrong?" Danielle asked. "Its Aisha. There. Aisha is standing there" I whispered, my eyes locked on her. "Your dead cousin? Where? I don't see her anywhere" Danielle said. I slowly pointed towards Aisha but then she turned around and started walking. "Wait!" I yelled and walked after her. "Layla! Where're you going?" Danielle asked, I could hear her following me. I ran after Aisha for about 5minutes and every few seconds she'd turn around to make sure I was following her. The mind blowing part is that she was STROLLING and I was RUNNING but she was always about 10 meters in front of me. Finally she stopped. The car park at the back of the school. Where the elite park their cars. She faced me and with every step I took closer to her, she was becoming more transparent. So I stopped, where I could still see her.
Was I imagining her?
As if she could hear me, she smiled and shook her head.
She's really here?
Aisha nodded. At this point, I was officially dumb struck. Then she laughed but no sound came out and once again I was reminded why I wasn't particularly fond of her. Aisha was remarkably beautiful. No one would ever be able to compete with her. And for that, I envied her. Ameenah says she was in my room the night I slept over by Danielle. Was she there looking for me? To this, Aisha didn't respond, all she did was look to the car next to her. I followed her eyes. Zayns car. The red Gold GTI. She placed her hand on the car and her fingers trailed down, down, down to the number plate.
UK 356 852.
I gasped and put my hand over my mouth. Aisha smirked, winked and then disappeared. "Oh my God" I gasped. "What? What is it? I don't see anything" Danielle said. The tears started falling. "Its Zayn. Zayn killed my cousin" I whispered. Just then Zayn steps out of the car, laughing and making jokes with Liam as Liam got out on the passenger side. They walk past us, Zayn stops and smiles at me. "Morning Layla" I don't respond. Danielle and I just stood there. Gaping at him as he walked away still laughing with Liam.
"This changes everything"
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[AuthorsNote]
Much to my sadness, this chapter gives away a LOT of clues to what His Curse is. This was supposed to be a filler chapter but we might have accidentally added a lot of clues to a lot of things. Any guesses? Any ideas? Any predictions? Any questions? Leave them below or tweet us at @Breeandmezzie1D
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His Curse (Zayn Malik FanFic)
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