Aliya's POV:
Oh my god! What am I going to do now? In no time I find myself running behind a taxi. I'm not letting Zayn go. He has to hear it from me as well. I have moved on, but that certainly doesn't mean that I don't care about him. I obviously do.
" Can you please take me to the train station?" I asked the man sitting in the taxi.
" Sure ma'am."
________________________________We have stopped in front of the station.
I ran inside to look for Zayn. Where could he be. Then I looked at the board that tell you which train is going where.
I searched for the one that's going to Queensbury.
I have to hurry, it's going to departure soon.
I felt my self relax when I found the train. I ran inside to look for Zayn. He's definitely in here.I froze when my eyes met the hazel ones. He still has such dominance over me.
I made my way towards him, which is all the way to the back.
" Zayn! You can't just leave like this." I screamed in his face.
" Since when is it your problem?" He asked. His voice hard and angry.
" It is my problem! You're freaking engaged to my cousin. I care about her." I snapped back.
" I was engaged to her, and if you really did care about her, you would've stopped her from playing such a filthy game with me!" Zayn screamed on top of his lungs.
I bet by now everyone in this train is staring at us. I don't blame them nor I care.
Zayn's right, I'm the wrong one here, but I just don't want him to leave, that is exactly what I want from him now.
" Zayn calm down, I'll explain everything later, but please don't le-aavveee." The last word came out in such weird way because I tripped and fell in front of Zayn... and why did that happen?
Oh god! This can't be happening. The train is moving.
Zayn bent down and gave me his hand so that I can stand back straight.
When I got up I shot him a death glare. No way in hell was this going to happen. I don't want to go away from Harry.
Zayn had a smirk plastered on his face. Bastard.
He leaned in and stopped right next to my left ear and whispered, " I think it's too late to go back."
Did he plan all this?
" Zayn if this is your stupid planning then you better stop, because I ain't going anywhere without Harry." I am so done.
Zayn moved back. " I didn't even force you to follow me, you're the one who came here. So looks like it's you who planned it not me. By the way sit down before you trip again." He gestured towards the empty spot next to him.I sat down because I know there isn't any other way out of this mess.
" Zayn, if I'm staying that definitely doesn't mean that I am going with you to Queensbury. You're getting me a ticket back home." I demanded.
" Why will I buy you a ticket back home? You came here not me, it's not my fault." He's so rude.
" Seriously Zayn, I waisted all my time on you for this? How cheap can you be? Fine I'll buy my ticket." I said harshly.
" Chillax. God, I'll buy the ticket, now please shut up and let me sleep. the train will stop at the closest station soon. I'll buy the ticket back home for you and finally you can leave in the other bus from there." Zayn lectured me and turned. Probably he's going to sleep. Such a dumbass.
________________________________I got up to the sound of Zayn snoring. Cute. Wait what? Never mind. I was more shocked when I saw my hand on his lap and my head resting on his shoulder.
I quickly moved away so that he doesn't see me like that. He woke up due to the movement.
" Did the train stop?" Wow, his voice is so deep.
" Yup, I've been waiting for you to get up. Now hurry up before it starts again."Both, him and I walked out of the train to booking counter. Zayn was talking to man about my ticket. It was boring watching them so I turned.
What I saw was something I really needed. Water.
I walked up to the tiny canteen, and asked for a water bottle.
Oh god, I missed drinking water. The last time I drank water was at Zayn's house.
Suddenly someone tapped my shoulder.
I turned to see who it was, Zayn.
" The train that's taking you back home will leave in 2 minutes you better go now. Bye, or else mine will leave." He explained.
I nodded and turned to the salesman.
I gave him one Euro, which he took in his hand and said, " Ma'am, can you please give another euro, the water bottle is for 2." What the hell?
" Zayn wait. Did you hear what this guy said?" I asked.
" Nope." Zayn simply replied.
" He said that this water bottle is for 2 euro, that's so expensive. I usually get it for 1. Now please tell him that I won't give him the money." I said.
" Aliya, it's okay. I'll pay him. Now let's go."
Zayn easily gave the guy two euros and the two of us turned, we couldn't believe on what we saw.
" No way!" Both of us screamed at the same time.
Both of our trains left.
" This is all your fault." Zayn turned to me and barked.
" Zayn stop making a big deal out of it. Let's find a way out of this mess." I tried to calm him down.
" We have to find a hotel."
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What Is Love - Zayn Malik
RomanceNow I'm searchin every lonely place, every corner callin out your name, tryna find you but I just don't know... What is love?