Seven-Hundred Thirty Days (A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction)

World of Chances

I felt the smooth green grass between my fingers and sighed. This was my life now.

I lay in a secluded meadow, the sun just now setting. Not a single boy to be seen. I'd probably spend the night here, because this was my life now.

I made the trip to my house today and picked up everything my mom allowed, which included; My satchel and everything in it. My guitar. And that was it.

I sat up Criss Cross and snapped open the case of my guitar. My beautiful brown sat there in full glory. I pulled it out, tweaked it a bit, and began strumming a few random notes.

Before I knew it, I had composed an entire song in my head, and was singing aloud.

There was a day, back in that time

Things were this way, you were still mine, but-

Things change, and no one knows how they will end.

This was our song, to which we sang along

There were the words , to which we sang our song, but-

Things change and no one knows how they will end.

Look, I really do love you, with every thing I've got.

I really do love you, even though I'd rather not.

Look here when you see,

See me laughing hear me sing.

It's all for you..

Because that's what I do.

For you.

That's what I do, for you Zayn..

I paused. Did I really just say Zayn? I swallowed hard.

"Yes, you did." A deep sultry voice rang out from behind me. "It was beautiful." I was as still as a stone as I waited for him to come take his place next to me.

"Can we please talk now?" Zayn asked.

The tears started brimming in my eyes as he took one of my hands in his. "Please?" I slowly nodded. "Look at me."

I looked up to him and stared deeply into his eyes. "I love you, Charity." He's face inched closer to mine. "She was something arranged by our manager. I swear, I still love you the same way I did when we were teenagers. Before we left."

He pulled out the ring from his pocket, the one I'd discarded earlier. "I still promise." He whispered.

I didn't know... I didn't get it. "Help me." I made out the worlds. "Remember you." I said drawing out the syllables.

A smile broke out onto his face as he leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. I wanted so badly to kiss him harder, but I understood what he was doing. Not rushing, making sure I fell in love with him all over again.

"Stay with Liam. I'll work on things." He kissed my forehead and my eyelids fluttered closed. Before I knew it, he was gone.

As if he was never there at all.

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SHORT UPDATE!!! I know. I'm sorry.

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Love Trina!! Xoxo