Bullied or Loved. (Zayn Malik)

/Chapter Twenty Nine\

Kayla's POV:



I wasen't believing the words coming out of his lips.



'I don't like you. Your a horrible person and I just used you. I used you. I never had any feelings for you and I hate you right now. Why? For no reason. I feel like your interrupting Perrie and I's relationship. I need you to leave and never get into contact with me. Your not invited at the wedding.' he said with no emotion. He just spat it out.



My mouth opened slightly. 'W-What?' tears were welling up in my eyes.



'Remeber when I said sorry for bullying you?' he asked lowering his voice. I nodded slightly. 'I take it back.' he said.



'Zayn..' I manged to choke. These words are...their...disgusting,



'I don't need you in my life. You are weird. A freak. I don't need anyone like that. Don't even come in contact with me ever again-'



'ZAYN!' I stopped him. He looked me straight in the eye. 'Why are you saying these mean things to me? There hurting my feelings! Stop it! I helped you out, I forgave you for making my life hell in the most important years of my life. You used me? Yes I let you use me. Remember one thing,' I started. Tears were rolling smoothly down my face. I saw his expression changed into caring, pfft I bet he's just doing that.



'I was your friend. One of your closest friends yet! I can't believe you would say that. Out of all the people, you?! How dare you. You have the nerve to come up to me and say that? I thought you were different. But your not, your one of those low life losers who use people. Oh and don't worry, I'll leave your stupid life right now!' I said angrily.



'Kayla..' he said weekly. His facial expression turned into pure kindness and softness, I can see it in his eyes.



'I don't need this, I've kept my feelings to myself this whole time. I am leaving and I hope it makes you feel better.' I spat. I started calming down now.



'Zayn...your a jerk' with that I shut the door in his face, hard and locked it. I rushed to my room with tears rolling down my face. I grabbed my phone and started dial-ling Sindy's number.



'Woah what happened?' Ariana asked rushing over to me. I sniffed. I didn't realize I was still crying. 'Hello? Sindy? Yes I want to go back to L.A. Yes, send the jet. In 1 hour? Perfect. I'll be ready. I'll tell you everything on the plane. Okay, bye.' I hung up.



I'm done. I'm leaving right now and I don't want to see his stupid face ever again. 'Do you want to tell me what happened?' Ariana asked me as she followed me towards my suitcase. 'You know what happened? Zayn Malik happened. How can I be so stupid to go for a guy like him? He's a total jerk! He just said a bunch of means things to me and said he dosen't want me in his life again! I'm leaving Ariana. Hope you have a nice vaca cause I'm out.'



I stuffed all my belongs into my bag. 'Well I'm coming with you' she said 'NO. Your staying here until your tickets time is up, so is Jean. Wait, where is Jean anyway?' I asked out of pure curiosity.



'Probably with some slut' Ariana said. 'Wow..'



'Bye Ariana. Call me when you come back to L.A' I said and took my suitcases towards the front door. Shit. I look like a mess! I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My mascara was running down my face and I looked horrid.



I washed my face and applied natural looking make-up on my face.



I brushed my long, tangled hair and put it in a pony tail, letting my side bangs fall out. I took my suitcase and went out the door. I pushed on the elevator button quickly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zayn on the ground. He was just sitting up against the wall with his fingers in his hair.



Why would he even say that. It's not like him.. I snapped out of the daze when the elevator came up and made a 'ding!' noise. I hurried into the elevator and pressed on '1' which will bring me towards the lobby.



Your weird. A freak. Is it because of my past....because I used to.....harm myself?





Ugh...maybe I am...maybe I am a weirdo and a freak...



The doors opened and I was in the lobby. I went out the back and only a few paps were there. As usual shouting mean things to get a reaction.



~~~~~~~~~~On the Plane~~~~~~~~~~~~



'Aww baby...' Sindy said and comforted me. I told her everything. She's like a mother to me.



A mother I have never had....Jenny....chills still go down my spine just thinking about it.



Maybe I should just stop hurting my heart. My heart has been treated very poorly. No one cares. You know that messed up ball that is deflated and dirty that no one picks to play with? Yea thats my heart. But my heart gets played with a lot.



I sighed and looked out my window. I should just stop. I need to visit my aunt. The only family I have.



Maybe tea with her will be good. She's really nice. She has dad's pictures over her wall. She really loves her brother. I mean...I haven't heard from him for years...is he still in prison? He loved me so much. He was a perfect dad. He...he told me he wanted to walk me down the aids no matter what. Nothing will stop him he said to me when I was a little girl. I didn't know what he was saying, honestly. I was just a kid. But now that I think of it, it brings tears in my eyes. What if he's not there. What if he's not there to walk me down the aisle? The charming smile that can light up anyone's day is now locked up in a small cell. He was innocent. All he wanted was a happy family, nothing more. But ....but she had to ruin everything. I hope she rots. I hope she rots wherever she is.

'Kayla?' Sindy says as she waves her Hand infront of my face.

'Oh...I was wondering if I could visit my aunt?'

'Sure' she said and smiled.


But she lives in Canada. I'm very tired. Keep pushing Kayla. I'll just rest in L.A for a day and I'll go to Aunt Megans the next day. Yes that sounds good.



Maybe I can stay with her a while.



~~~~In L.A~~~~



I am poofed out! That was a long plane trip, but I adore travling. I like being in new places and learning about them...plus its a great story to tell.

I freshan up and eat dinner and crawl into bed. Sigh.

Something was annoying me. Why would Zayn even say that? Those mean hurtful things without hesitation. I lay in the dark room, starring at the ceiling. It was totally out of the blue. No warnings or anything. I mean, I didn't do anything wrong...I didn't do anything to him, then why did he say those things? The curiosity is killing me, honestly.

Why do I even care? Why should I? So what. So what if my "crush" just told me to get out of his life.

'Ugh...' I say and fummble in my blanket.

'Just go to bed...clear your mind' the voice in my head said. I closed my eyes to meet pure darkness. 'Now take a breath...'

I took a breath and let it out. 'Clear your mind....' it said. Clear your mind....clear it Kayla. 'I said clear your mind...' it said. 'It is clear!' I said. 'It isnt...your thinking of him...'

I bolted up in my bed. Why was that voice...how did it know...ugh this always happens. I'm delusional...

I just can't wait to go back to my aunt. You probably don't know this but I kinda grew up around there. In Canada before the thing...happened...to dad..

Falling asleep......asleep...three....t-two......one.

~~ I was standing on a stage...I think. I was wearing a long white gown. The spotlight was set on me and from my point of view I couldn't see anything else but where I was standing. A white microphone floated towards me. Something is seriously wrong here... I held the microphone and started singing.

Tell me you love me,

come back to haunt me,

oh and I rush to the start

Running in circles, chasing our tails

Coming back as we are

I know this song...by Coldplay...but why was I singing it? I didn't even know the words properly.

A male's voice started singing. It was coming from the other side of the room. Another spotlight flickered on at him. His back was facing me. He jad jet black hair, into a quiff. He was wearing a white suite with one hand in his pocket and another hand holding the microphone, probably. He turned around and sang.

Nobody said it was easy

Oh its such a shame for us to part

That voice....it's so familar. He's facing me now and is starting walking closer to me from the other side. But who is he? This voice is too familiar. I can't make out his face yet.

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be so hard

I'm going back to the start

He sounds like...Zay- no it cant...

He came up to me and I looked at him but still couldn't make out his face yet for some weird reason...

'Va's Happin Babe ?' he whispered with a smirk.

I woke up breathing heavily. It was Zayn. He says that a lot...Vas Happin'....it was him...why would I have a dream like that? I have so many questions racing through my mind, I don't know which one I should ask first.

I touched my forehead, which was full of sweat now..

It was 3:34am. I looked at my window, it was still dark.

I need some fresh air.

A walk....