It's getting dark. I can barely see anything but, her crystal blue orbs staring at our entwined hands. I noticed that those eyes carried a flush of emotions forming threads of anger, love and hatred. The only one which I could decode was that of fear. I was baffled for a second, confused to see her glare softening.
As much as I hate to admit, she's liking it. I shift uncomfortably in the small shelf, with her sitting on my laps. She doesn't say anything, and maybe that is the only thing I'm preaching at this moment. Silence. Because if we were to start rambling about how much we hate each other, the only result would be that of utter chaos which would alert the men of our presence.
Something I'm not ready for.
Somewhere deep inside, this epiphany which has occurred for the first time in my uneventful life seems to be interesting me, and I'm not going to admit it to her. I gulp gingerly, which makes her shoot a look at me. A strangely beautiful color dominates her eyes and I'm finding it divinely angelic, which is weird. I don't want her to look at me that way, she is only making situations hard for me.
I shift my gaze awkwardly, when suddenly there is a loud thud with strange sounds of footsteps emerging in the background. Her grip tightens on me and I find myself wrapping her closer, resting my head on her's securely. I can feel her clutching on my leather jacket, something she has been doing more often this night.
An awkward silence which was followed by a ear piercing girly shriek from somewhere far away but not farther than 10 feat, this means something horrible happened within this store. I can feel my heart throbbing in my chest and my breath hitches. Who could that shriek belong to? After all, there were only men hunting for us in the store, and Juliet is the only girl present here right now.
"I know I'm not supposed to show you how hard this shit is for me..." I hear her whispering to me, while she digs herself more and more into my chest. "....I'm supposed to just bottle it up and act as nothing ever happened, act like I wasn't devastated-" A hiccup, "-But sometimes it still knocks the wind out of me and suddenly gets so hard to breathe-" A gunshot in mid air, and we both shudder into the small shelf, "-I'm sorry, Zayn, I hate to apologise for the fact that its you, but I can't help it. I'm supposed to be hating you, but I-I d-don't know." She stops and she grips my jacket harder.
This mini speech of her's, somehow managed to creep a small smile across my face in this catastrophe. But I'm not showing her that I'm touched by her words. No. Not so soon.
"I hate you too....Juliet."
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Starring Zayn Javadd Malik and Gloria Edward Robinson in 'Cacophony'- A Zayn Malik fanfiction.
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Cacophony - Zayn Malik
ParanormalHe wore leather jackets, she wore a menace on her face. She decided to protect him from his demise, he decided he was better off without her. Zayn Javadd Malik was falling unconditionally for this new girl at work. It seemed stupid until he found h...