Chapter 11

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Latika's POV~
What's wrong? Why is he not answering my question? What's he hiding?

Zayn's POV~ 
"Lati... Your parent have to go to a business trip. They'll be back in a couple months. 3 Minimum." He looked down, sad for some reason. Then i noticed my situation. "Oh, that's okay." He snapped his  head my way with a confused expression on his face. "What do you mean 'Its okay'? No its not! You can't be h-" I cut him off, because i knew he was going to start with 'You can't be here alone because you're a girl.' And so? Because im a female? 

"It's okay. It doesn't matter." i started to wheel myself the other way. I did not want to be there. 


Just because we are female, does not mean we can't do something. Then what is the point of having us? Thanks to us, the world is not AS messed up. 

"I know you hate when that type of topic comes up, but... Look at yourself. You can't be here by yourself. You need some type of help." He stood there, trying to get me to stop. I was struggling to go up the stairs. He was just starring. "What are you looking at?" I snapped, getting frustrated that he was just standing there, watching me suffer. Zayn responded with a chuckle, and came over to me, picking me up bridal style, and carrying me upstairs. 

"Where do you want to go?" He asked

"My room." 

"Okay." He took me to my room, laying me down on my bed. "You want anything?" He asked. 

I simply shook my head no. 

"Ill be back. Im going to pick something up." He turned back and left. 

Why isn't he the loving person he was just 3 minutes ago? I have something to do with this. I shouldn't have raised my voice at him... What was i thinking? How stupid of me. 

I decided to just go to sleep. I carefully laid down on my side, then a puffy ball jumped from the floor to my bed. Toby. He was trying to find a comfortable spot. He founded near my neck. I lightly chuckled, falling in a deep sleep.
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Sorry it isn't as much, but, there is a chapter. I will tryyyy and upload more tomorrow afternoonish-nightish. Jaja, thank you so much.  


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