Forbidden Love // Z.M

Chapter 11 - Princess

"When people can walk away from you, let them walk. Your destiny is to never tied to anyone who left."

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flashback

"You will be so in love with me, that it wouldn't have to be fake anymore." my lips curled up , giving it a sinister twist, this will very be interesting.

"In love with who?" a voice shouted loudly from the back, I quickly flinched, my heartbeats increased, turning around to see who the mystery person is and how much this person has heard.

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Zayn's P.O.V

A small smile left my lips as I turned around to see who it is, it isn't the people I disliked, in fact it is the complete opposite. She stood on the edge of the corridor door, looking happy and proud as always, she seemed different than the last time I saw her, but nothing has changed, she always looked this happy. I miss her, a lot.

"Isabelle" somehow I only managed to let her name escape my mouth, I was just standing there speechless as she walked closer and closer to me, the echos of her heels clicking loud against the shiny marble floor.

"Two years, has it been that long, I miss you Zayn." she suddenly sped up and ran toward me , enveloping me into a tight hug. No matter what mood I am currently in, she always brings the positive energy in me, it felt bizarre here without her.

A small cough came from behind me, I turned around to found Evangeline looking at me weirdly, I almost forgot that she is still here and she was watching us the whole time.

"Oh, is this the person that you claimed to love you, I am Zayn's sister, Princess Isabelle but you can call me Belle, any friend of Zayn's is mine. ?" Belle twirled around in her pretty little dress and walked over to Evangeline,eager to shake her hand, Evangeline looked shocked ans speechless. well I better not let Evangeline tell her the truth about this.

"Now Zayn, why is this lovely lady all tied up, what sort of activity are you doing?" she joked, laughing at her own words, her laughter made this more awkward and silent because none of us were speaking apart from her.

" Long story, excuse me for the lousy introduction, Evangeline, this is my sister Isabelle and Evangeline is my.... erm... Love interest? the thought of that made me almost throw up, I would never ever imagine me as the prince saying those words involving her, luckily Belle did not sense my mixed expression and my question form but right at that moment Evangeline spoke up.

"No, he is not my...." she stopped right after I sent her a death glare warning her being careful about the words she will use, she soon went quiet and looked else where down at the floor. Good at least she listens this time.

I noticed how odd it might be to still have her tied up to the chair in front of Isabelle, so I walked around her, untying the back of the ropes on the back of the chair and her foot, sending her free at once, she groaned in pain, relaxing her wrists, has it hurt the whole time?

"She is just being shy Belle, she is not used to this sort of environment I guess." I quickly managed to finish cover up of what she said, luckily the sixteen year old innocent girl standing in front of me believed me, she has always been this gullible , believing everything everyone says, she thinks everyone has its good side, completely not similar to me, the only thing we are similar in is creating trouble for our father. Belle disappeared two years ago completely from our life, we only found out the news later that she escaped out to America to explore and father actually allowed her later on only to forced her to come back, to which now.

"you are a lucky girl, I have never seen my brother with a love interest or even coming close to that expect for ...." "Belle, drop it!!" I interrupted her with an loud voice, my temper soon rise, I don't like or want anybody to ever talk about her , mention her name, it still has a scar inside me as I hear that name.