Inspirational | Zm

chapter 7

"Sir , that's not very important , maybe we'll speak of it later. Let me serve you some lemonade" she tries to avoid my question , but why?

"NO!" I bark. "Your gonna tell me all that happened right NOW." My palms forcedly hitting on the table , causing it to internally crack.

"Zayn dear , calm yourself. Now Martha , could you please explain all that happened to us." Aunt Serene calmly speaks.

"Okay okay. I'll tell you'll." She says bitting her latter lip , intertwining her fingers. "So it all started after you forced your family to Amsterdam. Actually , they didn't want to be far away from you ,so they  came to Britain again , knowing that Bradford didn't face war. But when they came back to your house , Tim , was inside , literally romancing with a girl in the couch. So Mrs. Patricia went up to him with your sisters , asking him to get outta the house. But he refused. It didn't take long for him to proudly explain his crime. He basically forged your signature , getting all your wealth to him. Your mother was helpless , especially with the loss of your farther. She could do nothing but ask help from a tourist who was willing to get them a house in america. So she had to move there , with probably nothing but clothes. She told me that I needn't come anymore to work , relating to me the whole story. That's what happened to your family as I know." She explains sadly , her eyes fixed on the ground.

Anger is all that has captured my body. Why has Tim done this to me? He was a good friend of mine but-- eh. I pant with anger. If it wasn't for him , I would have been with my family and Perrie , but- wait , what about Perrie?
" Martha , but they could have gone to Perrie to get help" I say with a softer voice , than earlier.

"Oh that money lover. Zayn I'm sorry to say this but Perrie was obsessed with your money , and not you. She just chased away your family. I'm sorry Zayn." She sadly ends off.

WHAT?? Perrie was madly in love with my money and not me? But who actually spoke to me when I was in Chrisnburg? My mind regurgitates the voice. I deeply think. Damn! That's waliya. Oh god! Why didn't I ever recognize. Waliya and Perrie almost shared the same voice , but waliya's was more elfy. Hot tears stream down my Cheeks. Perrie and Tim were drama actors in my life , and I had foolishly fallen into their trench?

I couldn't bear it anymore. My fists moves on the nearest wall , with the highest force. I feel a liquid substance all over my sweaty hands. I couldn't exactly see as to what it was , for my eyes were all blur with tears. I feel like theres something over my head , something thats extremely heavy. I drive my hands to the top of my head , while scotting. The pain that I feel , is quite unexplainable. My vision goes extremely blur. From there , all I could see Is darkness , more likely , blackness. Am I blind. No longer , my mind's switched off.

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Early in the morning...

"Zoey. Honney , do run upstairs and check on that poor lad. Your brothers sleeping , he does need plenty of rest ,so-"

"Okay mommy, give me five minutes."

A short conversation , disturbing , my sleep. I gently , sit up , driving my palm to rub my eyes as usual , but something rough slightly scrapes it , making me to tear. Oh! I almost forgot. The fist shot yesterday , my hands now plastered. I rest the pillow on the hood of the bed , so that I could sit in a better posture , my head , lifelessly resting on the upper hood.

I think of Perrie. How loving she used to be. She would visit me frequently , making me go crazy. Her eyes , so attractive and warm. The way she bites her latter lips , so kissable-
"Zayn , um can I come inside?" Interrupts zoey.

"Sure , why not?" I cross my legs , making room for her to sit. She closes the door behind and expectedly sits besides me.

" so , how you feeling?" She questions while examining. It is now that I noticed of her cute features. Man , she looked just like dhoniya , my elder sister.

"Good , um but I guess my heads still a bit heavy. That's okay." I smile at her. Shes so pastoral and kind. My eyes roam around her body as I finally spill out , "you look exactly like my elder sister , dhoniya."

She blushes , staring at her fingers. How cute she looked. Why do I feel so comfortable with her by my side?
"Can I hug you?" I ask without my knowledge.

I could see one of her eyebrows lifting up. "Why not?"she replies.

I drive towards her , gently wrapping my arms around her skinny body. She holds me tight with her bony arms , caressing my back. I drive my hands to her hair , playing with it. This was how I used to hug dhoniya. With no difference , it's happening now.

She slowly loosens her tightly wrapped arms and sits back in her normal posture , smiling as wide as ever. I didn't want the hug to get separated. She was so warm and thin , I really wanted to have her in my chest for years.

" Zayn , when are you leaving? You possibly can stay here , I mean for the rest of your life." She takes hold of my hands.

"I wish I could , but you know , I have to reach my family , somehow. So going to America would be the greatest choice , or I would probably die thinking of them" I say.

"Hmm. So coming down for breakfast? , you didn't eat well yesterday , so-"
"I will. Where's the bathroom? So I could get changed?" I interrupt.

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Three days later...

"Take care zayn dear. I consider you as my son , I would not like a son of mine to fall into trouble." Aunt Serene whispers.
I nod and hug her tight. She was my mother for the past three days , so caring and loving.

I drift apart from her , walking towards Thuston and his girlfriend , still attached together.
"Thanks buddy , I owe you" I whisper into his ear while hugging. He pats my back , "no , not at all. You brought happiness to my family. You paid all your debts. Don't worry." He passifies. I stand still , admiring Evelyn , whose blushing right now. "And take care of this pearl. She's such a beautiful young lady , don't miss her. " I wink.
He nods and winks back.

Now it's zoey and uncle Hellister. I walk to her , my palms hooking Herr shoulders , as I drive my face close to her , just inches apart. "I'll call you Zoniya , you look pretty , just like her." I kiss her on the cheek , not wanting to break em.

Zoey's p.o.v...
He drives to me , after finishing off with Thuston. I slightly blush when his palms land on my shoulders , making em warm. I take a few seconds to memorize his features , his hazel eyes and Rosy lips , so irresistible. His jawline , so perfect , that I've never seen anyone owning something impressive like his.

His face nears to mine , so close that I could feel him inhaling and exhaling. He speaks softly , " I'll call you zoniya, you look pretty , just like her" , kissing me on the cheek , making me stand speechlessly. His lips were so soft , like the skin of a new born. I felt so annoyed when he broke the connection. He smirked before reaching daddy , hugging him too.

Once he was done with everyone , including Martha , he unwillingly walks towards the door , to make his way to the airport , frequently turning that adorable head of his. He looked perfect , with a checked scarf wrapped around his neck , a black leather jacket and tight jeans. Flawless Zayn , I thought to myself.

I ran to him , before getting him self into the taxi. I grabbed his hands , dropping in it , a piece of paper that had our phone phone number written in it. "Call us once you reach America." I say in a sharp voice , wanting him to take my words seriously. He nods , hugging me again. It didnt take long for the car to drive away. A tear creeps outta my eyes. Wait , do I have feelings for Zayn malik? That inhuman angel?

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