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...
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(^That's how I imagine Zayn's hair and sense of style for now in the book and in this chapter. :3 )
Zayn's POV
To have a nagging cousin on your every step wasn't funny, it was torture.
I can't even box or clean my guns in peaceful silence because the fùcker is concerned about me.
Can a man live? I just want to pitifully end up my fuckïng chores and get to my hobbies.
We're at my favorite place of the house, training room. It doesn't remind so much of her because she would avoid getting here since she hates exercising.
I can't still grasp that she left me.
"Just tell her the three words every woman wants to hear:" Asad said, putting a hand over his heart, " 'I was wrong.' That way you'll never lose."
"It's not fuckíng funny."
"It's because of her you're like this, bro." He countered.
"How am I?" I play dumb.
"You're working like a robot."
Looking up to him with a mock stare, "And that's a bad thing how?" I asked to annoy his asś.
He huffed, "Why let pride take away the time of seeing her and caring for them two?"
"She doesn't want me, and I ain't planning on begging for her anymore." I respond, "She couldn't forgive me, there's nothing left to do."
"If you say so."
"No, I know so."
He groaned, "At least go see her."
It was too early for his shítty advices.
"I called her mum earlier." I calmly replied.
"It's not the same...don't you miss her?"
Scoffing at his audacity, "Don't you have anywhere else to be annoying?"
"Not until four." He cheekily replied.
What did I deserve to have this fuckíng nuisance of a cousin thrown at me?
God have some mercy.
I'm not fuckíng asking for much, I just want to suffer alone.
"Look, I'll go after I get you into a car and you'll pay her a quick visit. Test the waters." He bargained, he knows how to get me to consider, since he is aware that I can't stand personal shít getting discussed for a long time and that's what he's been doing. "What can you lose? What could go wrong?" His big aśs eyes plead me.
