I couldn't bear the fact that I'm leaving them..it really hurts.
A far view of them waving back could be seen.I try consoling myself... Thats basically what I've got to do....
At first It was my family and now my friends...a thought of regret slightly creeps into my mind...how could I eve--
"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you tearing? What's the problem" interrupts a young man.
I shrug , probably clearing my face. I run my fingers through my hair , ridiculously scratching.
" um - nothing" I say sheepishly." your not telling the truth. What's your name?"
"I - I'm Zayn. Zayn malik."
"Oh. I'm Thuston Hellister. Nice to meet you." He says , giving his hand.
I gently smile , shaking his hand.I observe him for a while. His hair , dark brown , the exact way that I've got my hair cut. He has light blue eyes and very red lips , quite attractive.
" Zayn , if you've got any problems , don't think twice of letting me know. I'd like to be your friend. Now would you mind telling me your problem? " he kindly speaks , his hand hooked on my shoulder.
I think hard. I guess he'll be a great a friend to me , especially in my isolated state. I take a deep breath in and explain to him , my tragedy.
He nods giving out the exact smile as Louis. I wonder if he is a version of all my best friends. He's got that dimple of Harry , louis's smile , Niall's eyes and um , I guess nothing of liam. Wait , he's got my haircut!
"I understand , but where you goin? I mean your family isn't here either." He questions.
"I donno. Probably , I'm planning of getting away from this country in a few days.Being here in England , just makes those memories play around my mind." I answer , again scratching my head for no reason.
"Oh!"
" and you?"
" I'm going to Bradford. That's where I live. " he spreads a wide smile revealing his bandaged left arm.
The word Bradford , made something sting into my heart. I used to love Bradford. Apparently , that is my home place. Mistake. Was my home place.
He spends all time consoling me. He's quite a good friend , I mean with all of his qualities...he too tells me interesting stories of his life. It was nice to hear him , you know , in a Jeep that's got all ill ones. I couldn't imagine as to what I'd be doin if he wasn't here.
"So you single?" I ask with an eye slightly closed.
"Me? Um I did have a girlfriend when I was fifteen. But we broke up. But I dated this girl , Evelyn. I guess shes still having me in her mind. God knows. What about you Zayn? You should be atleast having three or four?" He expectedly questions.
"No. Not as you think" he slightly frowns."I'm with Perrie Edwards. She was gonna be my wife--"
"Your fiancee?" He interrupts."Yeah yeah. I loved her so much. Her prettiness cannot be explained. But war grabbed her away... I wish I find her." I sadly answer , looking at my palms.
" hmm. Now leave those sad memories. Zayn , you could come to my home , you know , till you get the ticket for the flight." He suggests.
I think to myself. That's a good idea , I mean , I cannot waste Louis's money on hotels. This should be a chance. I nod my head , once again , taking a huge breath.
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"Zayn , Zayn . we've come to the spot. Wake up" I hear Thuston shout , as he taps on my chest.I sit up with my hands rubbing my eyes.
"Seriously?"
-----------------------------------------------------------Thurston's pov.
I calmly listen to zayn's problems , how he lost his family , perrie and friends. The way he explains , with his perfect voice and that British accent , was so heart touching.
I spend a few minutes observing this extraordinary man. He looks crystal perfect with thick eyebrows. The way he frowns could attract a million girls.
I was helpless , so I decided to try my best to keep his sad memories away from his mind. I requesting him to be at my place , till he get his tickets. He fortunately agreed.
I thought of cheering him up with a few of my stories. We did have a nice time , but soon , he fell asleep. How adorable he looked when his eyes were shut. I decided to stay awake till the journey came to a stop , happily looking at the town and cities. It's been a long time since I've seen these stuff.
( two hours later)
"Zayn , Zayn , we've come to the spot ,wake up" I shout ridiculously. I tap him on the chest to get away his sleepiness. Man you must see his reaction."Seriously?"one of his eyebrows lifted upwards.
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Inspirational | Zm
FanfictionHe lost All his possessions.. She was young , soft and dreaded by her past... They found each other.. Things started to change...