Let's Go There Together

Chapter 2

I don't think I want anything as much as I need a walk. At 8 pm, I took my keys and my phone and got out to the boulevard next to my house. I sat on a bench and just stared at the sky above me. Just thinking about every single thing in life. Why? Don't ask me.

I glared at the shinning and glamorous stars that shone in the darkness. I believe in the quote that says 'Without the darkness, the stars would never shine'. I mean, the happy things that may surround you may not get you the same feeling is you get used to them as much as they will do on your worst days.

I think I'm the worst person being alive, treating Zayn this way because of some other's fault isn't fair. What should I do? Maybe going to a therapist?

The idea of how awful men are is stocked in my mind, they're players, heart breakers. They play with girls' heart, break it and look for another heart and I'm not letting it happen to me, to my heart, not again. I mean, I don't think a girl would find it fun to do the same but a guy would defiantly.

After quarter an hour of thinking , I put my head between my hands and started to cry, "Mind talking about how you feel?" I heard a voice next to me, I know that voice.. Is it- "Don't freak out I'm Zayn, the new photographer.. Remember me?"
"Yeah, I do.. What's wrong?"
"I should be the one asking that question, what's wrong, Perrie?"
"Nothing, I'm good." I said wiping a tear from my cheek.
"Women are seriously weird, you're crying while you're good. Is it normal?" I smiled at that. "You know what? There's a meme that say that listening to a women is like reading the terms and conditions of a website. You understand nothing but all you say is that you agree. And I never believed that until now!" I laughed out loud "I have three sisters and all i could learn about women is that yes means no, no means yes, no means no, yes means yes, no means maybe and yes means maybe too. So my life has been so complicated. " I laughed at this and I almost forgot every single thing that happened before he suddenly appeared next to me. "If you wanna talk, I'll always be here for you." Zayn said and the smile was still curving his lips. And a smile was curving mines too.
"I'm fine, they are just memories."
"The best way to forget about memories is to talk about them with someone and make fun of them like if you ever remember them, you'll remember how you mocked about it instead and laugh instead of cry, seriously it helped me through so much!" I just stared at the floor thinking. Do I trust him? Would he keep his promise? What if not? Not even Jade knows about that and I said that I think it's inappropriate to know a guy but.. I just knew him hours ago! I don't know. "I have a better suggestion! I will tell you some embarrassing stuff about my life before you talk to me about anything so you would be able to tell them to anyone if you think I will disclose your painful memories okay? And if you say anything to anyone, I will keep your secrets so never worry about them." I smiled and nodded. I can still feel the wet tears on my face. "I was a weirdo, girls threw tomatoes on me on stage or when I was getting back home and were making fun of me with weird gestures, they were squinting and talking the same way I did and that made everyone with them laugh and mock at me. Once I was eight, after some boys snatched my books from me and threw them in the mud, one of the cheerleaders my age came to me pitiably to help me.After she went, I went to the bathroom where the same boys were waiting for me after school and got my head in the toilets as you see in movies because one of them had a crush on her and the day after, I ran, screamed and threw everything I had on the floor when I saw her so her friends reassured her she wasn't a monster that I was afraid of." That time I laughed out loud that got everyone's attention. So I forced myself to keep my laughers shut. "So in summer before senior year, my best friends thought I had to change, the way some girls change a girl to beat the queen bee, you know but not in the same way. We got out and brought  some new clothes and threw all of the ones nerdy ones I had, I've got a light quiff and Harry totally changed the way I was talking and I've stopped jabbering and stammering but I still had a crush on that blonde girl, she was gorgeous and I've tried to talk to her multiple times but I never had the courage to talk to her. I don't even remember her name but it was like, unique. She was so calm and others made fun of her but I think she never wanted of someone to reassure her. I don't know but I wish I could go back in time and talk to her." He stayed for few seconds, I think he was thinking about his childhood crush or something "now, can you talk? I think there's nothing more embarrassing than talking about this childhood." He smiled and I did not know what to start with.
"Well, there's nothing interesting in my childhood. I was that girl nobody liked because I was so weird, I didn't have a friend until I was in upper school, I've got few friends and I've always tried to talk to them during classes but I ended up by having detentions, and my older brother never talked to me but just yelled at my face because I'm walking with him to school. My parents were all of their time fighting and it ended up that mum got more scars and bruises on her body until they divorced and now they're married and I have a step sister. I was only in one proper relationship and it ended up that he cheated on me many times because he said that 'I wasn't as curvy as her' and he means by 'her' his girlfriend. Can you believe someone who's having two girlfriends at the same time and none of them knows anything about that? Those were the reasons why I hate men and that's why I've told you in the morning 'being in relationships and end up breaking your girl's heart' I don't even know why I'm telling you about my life right now. I believe that some people have the power of gaining your trust even if they're not worth it."
"I'm sorry about your father, brother and your ex's thing but your brother was too young to react the right way , your father is now married and your mother is fine with men or she wouldn't get married again, your ex is a fucker and he doesn't deserve your tears. He's not worth crying for."
"I know all of that but I just can't get ride of it!"
"Why didn't your brother want to talk to you? I mean, who wouldn't walk with such a beauty, it would have been my honor to do so." I could feel my face become red as I looked away from his direction. "You know, speaking of winter, whenever I catch a cold, I keep a lot of napkins with me wherever I go, my sisters go like 'wait for him and he's get a napkin out of his shoes if he doesn't have any in his pockets.' Which is heartbreaking." I laughed out loud before I decided to say something else.
"You know that when i was a child, I had the weirdest crush and it was on John Smith from Pocahontas."
We kept talking and exchanging laughters for what seemed like an hour.
"Do you want to come at my place and have something warm to drink or anything? It's right there." I invited him.
"Thank you perrie but I have to be home by now, bye." He shook my hand and waved at me goodbye before everyone split into some different directions and I went to my house, still remembering every single thing we talked about, every single laughter we burst into, every single thing.

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