Once Upon A Time, A Thousand Tears Ago #Wattys2017

Chapter 34: Intruder in the house

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Zara's POV:

"Thank you for driving me back, Zayn." I look at him with a shy smile. He has been a lovely host and a friend, this evening.

"You know I hated driving you back. I would have loved it if you had stayed at my place." He nods agreeing with his own statement.

"I know, I would've loved that too. Promise, next time, we can try something like that. Plus, Waliyha is so good. She reminds me of Kashaf and God knows how much I miss Kash." I sigh.

"I know that feeling. While Waliyha was away in her hostel, I used to miss her like that. But you don't have to miss Kash so much. Waliyha can play that part." Zayn smiles.

"True. That's the reason why today's party was awesome. It felt like home; After so long." My eyes get watery at the mention of the word home. I miss my family so much.

"Hey!! Don't cry Zara. Otherwise, that little ghost from the movie will find its way to your room."

I slap his arm again. Zayn has been at the end of my arm-smacking habit today and he didn't even mind my gesture. I say him a nice good bye and head towards my room. Its pure midnight and I have never witnessed London's midnight. I open up the lock to my room and switch on the lights. No sound, no one else, it's just me in the room. I lock the door again and fall on my bed without changing into anything comfortable. Loneliness starts creeping into my body but I hear a sudden muffled knock at my door. Who is there at this time? With heavy steps, I muster up all the courage to stand and move to the door, opening it slightly to see who it is. To my surprise, no one is there. I do hear the hushing of wind. I close the door immediately and at the same instant the window to my room opens with a loud sound. My heart is about to jump out of my mouth. What a stupid idea it was to watch a horror movie when I knew my stamina. I quickly move towards the window speaking out "there is no one here, I know, there is no one here." I smile too.

It's just the wind, nothing else. I reach my bed again and once again a slight knock is heard. "Damn, it's so windy today." I am not opening the door. I bring my blanket up to my face and try to drown in the darkness. Yet again, I hear someone is banging the door. "God please, you know I have no strength to fight this thing."

Knock knock

Please go away. I am not opening the door.

A beep on my cellphone. What? Are the ghosts using the latest technology to scare the shit out of you? I open up the message and it's from Zayn.

Sender: Zayn Malik

I hope the ghost is just knocking at the door and you are hiding under your blanket. Don't open the door. :P

Crap! I am sure that's Zayn on the door. I throw my blanket away and rush towards the door. This time I am gonna make him regret this. Why did he try to scare me so much. Anger showing itself in every movement of my body and I open the door with the fiercest expression on my face. Bang! Who the hell is this man standing at my door?

Shabby clothes, hair rough and dirty, filthy mouth stinking with alcohol; so finally there is a ghost at my door. I try to quickly close the door but he places his foot in between. "Go away." I push it hard so that he moves his foot but he is a man of steel.

"Where are you? Come to me honey." He shouts loudly.

Adrenaline flows through me and I step hard on his foot, in hopes that he will remove his foot. But all efforts are drowning in vain.