The Photo (Zayn fanfic)

Chapter 6

  I walked home after I left the coffee shop. When I walked it in it was so quiet. "I guess Aunt Sarah is out..." I thought to myself. I've lived with my aunt since my parents died. Well I wouldn't really say live with since she always out drinking and when she is home she's passed out somewhere, so I feel like I live alone. Whatever.

  I walked upstairs and walked to my closet. I changed into some black basketball shorts and a pink tank top. I layed on my bed and grabbed my iPod, popping my ear buds in and closing my eyes.

  Halfway through Gone Forever by Three Days Grace I heard the front door slam. I got up and walked downstairs. "Aunt Sarah...?' I looked around to see my aunt laying on the ground. I sighed and walked over to her. "Are you okay...?" I tried to help her up, but she pushed me away.

"Don't touch me! This is all your fault!" She yelled.

I looked at her confused."What are you talking about? I haven't done anything."

She slowly stood up. "Because of you Ronny won't come back! He doesn't like you living here!" Ronny was Sarah's on again off again boyfriend. He was an alcoholic, abusive bum and I could never understand why Sarah 'loved' him so much. What I saw between them wasn't the love that my mom taught me before she died.

"He isn't any good anyways aunt Sarah....He's a bum. he couldn't help you with your drinking problem.." Just as those words came out of my mouth she slapped me hard across the face.

"Don't you dare talk about my man like that you little bitch! Your just jealous that I'm happy with someone because you can never have this! Your just a stupid, lonesome, emo bitch that no guy would ever want!" She spat.

I looked at her in shock and hurt. "I'm not jealous of you. And I'm especially not jealous over a bum like him. You don't know anything about me since your always drunk off your ass. Before you judge someone else you should judge yourself."

She glared at me. "Get out! Get out of my house now!!"

"Fine!" I walked upstairs to my bedroom and sloppily packed all my stuff. When I was done I walked downstairs and walked to the door. "I hope you can get help for your problem Aunt Sarah." I said and started walking down the street. 

"How could she kick me out over a bum like him? All I did was try to help her and this is what I get...?" I thought to myself as a black car pulled up next to me. Oh no, its like those movies where the girl is walking and a car pulls up and kidnaps her. What do I do? I bit my lip and grabbed my keys out my pocket. This will have to work for now. The window rolled down, but I couldn't really see who was inside.

"Do you need a ride?" He asked.

"No thanks, I don't take rides from strangers." I started to walk faster.

"So I'm a stranger to you now my little photographer?"

Wait! The only person who calls me that is...

"Zayn?" I asked

"Yeah, its me love." He turned the light in the car on and smiled.

"Sorry, I didn't know it was you. I thought it was some kidnapper, like in the movies."

He chuckled. 'Well I'm not kidnapper. What are you doing out so late? You could have got kidnapped."

"My aunt kicked me out...." I mumbled and looked down.

"I'm sorry, love. Get in and I'll give you a ride." He smiled.

"Uhm..." I hesitated a little. I don't even know Zayn that well, but I feel like I can trust him. He hasn't shown me any other reason not to.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He said softy.

I smiled. "I know you won't." I got in his car and he started to drive.

"Can you tell me why your aunt kicked you out? You don't have to if you don't want to..."

"No, its fine. She kicked me out because her boyfriend doesn't like me and she thought I was jealous because she's 'happy and inlove' when I'm just a stupid, lonesome, emo bitch that no guy would ever want...." I said sadly, quoting my aunt. I sat there quietly waiting for him to reply, but he didn't. I looked over at him and saw the his hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly and his jaw line tightened. "Are you okay...?" I asked a little scared.

"How can your own family say that to you?! That's just horrible!" He yelled which made me flinch a little.

"Well she was drunk she has-"

"That's no excuse! She should have never talked to you like that!"

"Why? What she was saying is true...." I mumble the Zayn hit the brakes hard and made the car jerk. My eyes widen and I held on to the door. What the hell Zayn?! We could have gotten in an accide-"

He grabbed my face and made me look at him. "Listen Isabella, all that stuff she said about you isn't true. Your none of those thing. You're amazing, sweet, funny and beautiful. Whoever can't see that is blind." He said looking into my eyes and I felt heat going to my cheeks.

"How can you say that about a girl you met a week ago and only have talked to twice?"

"Because after that day I met you I could'nt get you out of my head. I don't know why, but I wanted to see you again, I needed to see you again." He moved a loose strand of hair out of my face.

"Oh wow....I didn't know...." I mumbled.

"Well now you do." He smiled and let go of my face, starting to drive again.

I smiled and bit my lip, looking out the window. We drove in silence for a while before Zayn turned on the radio and I heard a familiar beat playing.

"I love this song!" I smiled and turned it up louder as I sang along.

Cause' you are the piece of me, i wish I didn't need!

Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?

If our love is insanity, why are you my clarity? (full song on the side)

I sang my heart out for the rest of the song, forgetting Zayn was there. When it was over I looked at Zayn who had a big smile in his face.

"What..?" I blushed.

"You have a great voice!" He kept smiling.

"Yeah right! I sound like a cat dying!"

"If that's what a cat sounds like dying then I want to hear cats dying all the time!"

"Oh, shut up already!" I punch him on his arm playfully.

He chuckled. "Okay my little singer/photographer where am I taking you."

"Cece's house. Its down the street actually." I smiled.

"Okay." He smiled and drove to Cece's house. When we pulled up to her house I grabbed my stuff.

"Well thanks for the ride Zayn." I smiled.

"Until love. I'm always here for you." He smiled and I thought my heart was going to melt.

"See ya." I got out the car.

"Yeah, see ya Friday." He drove away.

 I stood there for a little and went over the whole car ride in my head over and over again. I smiled to myself and walked to Cece's door. Now time to tell Cece what happened....

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