Something That I Want ~ Zerrie ~

Moist

'For how long will this continue?' I ask Zayn, as we're still moving our way through the woods.

'Gosh Perrie, I have no idea! This wasn't my plan when I said I'd help you get to the mountains, okay?' He snaps frustrated.

It's been three days since aunt Clarissa showed up. Three days since we discovered the crown gives me healing powers, and three days since our kiss.

Our kiss... I think. After it, nothing else happened. I kept my distance, Zayn seemed to sense it and also kept his.

The first day was bad. I constantly kept looking behind me, just in case Clarissa suddenly stood there. The second day was even worse. Zayn started to lose his patience and I just had to pull myself together to resist his beautifulness. It made me sad to confess to myself that I really do like Zayn, but it just can't work out. So we just went on pretending nothing happened.

But the third day, meaning today, is officially the worst day of my life. Zayn is so grumpy, more than I've ever seen in the time I've been with him. I don't dare to ask him something, cause when I do, he just cuts me off by a mean comment. Maybe he's being like this because the rain keeps pouring down from the dark clouds hanging above us and we're already soaking.
Maybe he's being like this because he regrets he bumped into me the first day. Maybe.. Look, I'd rather not think about this option, because it'll just make my heart jump a little, but I have to consider it as an option. Maybe Zayn also has heartache. Maybe he also misses me, like I miss him, even though he's walking right beside me.

I don't know Zayn very well, but I do know that his tough side isn't his only. He's also soft and sweet and fun to be with. And even if we can't be together like a pair that's head over heels for each other and not afraid to show it, I still would love to be his friend. Because I miss him. I miss his soft, soothing words. I miss his sweet compliments. And I miss his jokes, even if they're about me. And I just wished we could talk openly like friends do. Because right now, I'd really appreciate a friend.

'I'm sorry.' I say in a whisper, looking down sadly. Suddenly he stops in his tracks. Stops walking.

'No, I'm sorry, Perrie.' He sighs, grabbing my shoulders with both hands, each on one side, 'It's just.. I've lost hope, Perrie. It won't end well for me. I just..'

I don't dare to move. I just look up at him, my eyes looking straight into his.
'God, you're so beautiful..' he whispers, 'and innocent, and optimistic, and so full of life.'

I must say, I didn't see this coming. But I still don't move an inch. It's like my lips are locked and someone just threw the key in the ocean

'And I had no idea, until it was gone. I had no idea what influence you had on me. How you healed me. You healed me, Perrie. It wasn't just the crown, healing my wound. It was also your spirit, healing my wounds, that grew inside of me. You being next to me just felt so right, but now I don't..' He breaths heavily now, his eyes still locked with mine, looking for some breaking point in me.

But it has already broken. I already broke. And for a time that might even be an era, both of us don't say a word. The heaviness of the pouring rain falling on the ground is the only sound filling my ears. And then someone may just have found a skeleton key, because five soft words come out of my mouth, without even thinking it through. But that's something I never did, anyway.

'I-I think I love you.' I say in less than a whisper.

And suddenly his breathing starts to get calmer. He smiles at me, his eyes sparkling a bit. But then his look suddenly starts to get serious. And I start to get anxious. What's wrong, I want to ask, but it doesn't seem right.