All he ever did was taint her, all he ever wanted was for her to be his redemption.
"Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it, I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still trying to find it..." T.Swift
Sequel to Forbidden.
Warning: This story...
Song for the chapter: Ellie Goulding - Outside Taylor Swift - All too well
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I just got out of one of the toughest exams for this semester, I still can't get the nauseous feeling in my stomach away from dread that I won't pass it. And with what happened a few days ago, my head was heavy with concern and fear of what will happen to Zayn and I. So I had every right to be terrified because of this.
Holding onto my backpack, walking with a solemn face around, shades to cover the bags under my eyes from the sleepless nights being in bed all alone, swallowing my tears or sleeping with puffed teary eyes made me look extremely tired, I study the busy people around me for a few to forget about my sorrows.
The weather is lastly getting a grip on itself, although I still had to wear a thick jumper. Grey/pink clouds that seem like cotton candy... Ugh, I want some cotton candy when I dislike it so much. Now I have to find it somewhere or else I'll keep lusting over it. Gross. What have I become...actually when did I become a glutton.
My phone dings twice distracting me from thinking about food before I check it lazily.
It's Tasia.
*Sweetcheeks: We should really meet 2day, there's many things on sale...Also Violet and I miss you. 😟*
*Sent: Maybe another day, thank u though. Have fun for me too, xx.*
Darting my eyes around once I look up, I hastily saunter to the other side of the road to get to my car, jogging lightly to it. I haven't seen them much just in between and/or classes, I missed them too but I couldn't bring myself to enjoy going out when I'm like this... In this state of feeling lonely.
Zayn hasn't called, although I'm pretty sure he has seen the things I packed.
I've to still collect them, which means maybe he's hoping I'm only bluffing.
Sadly, I'm not.
For days I'm avoiding him, whenever he tried to speak with me, I'd grab my car keys and leave for a few hours.
I've literally not said a word to him ever since the sonogram.
Nada, niente, nothing. Not even a simple greeting when we ate breakfast together, albeit awkwardly.
That is what we've been going through. A whole of a "nothing changing" progress.
Why though? We've come so far, did we forget the promises we made back at the barn...?
I didn't know what was happening to me... Pulling out of the parking lot, I absently maneuver the steering wheel, looking at the road casually with a straight face. But no matter how much I want to distract myself, I'm thinking of everything and then nothing again.
I'm certain he'll lose it once I'm home.
So I go grocery shopping to drag the hours.
But it's not long and he's calling impatiently. I wrote him a text, telling him where I'm at, that I'm on the way.
