Inspirational | Zm

Chapter 18

Anna's p.o.v...

"Really? Like I was having a nap for about two hours or something? No way!" I exclaimed , impressed by the massive time i was having my eyes shut.

"You fainted genius." He replied. It was funny , his posture. His chin resting on his hands that was left on the the empty space of the couch , an inch or two , saparating our faces.

"Whatever. What did the doctor say?"

"nothing , he just told that you needed a rest cuz your somewhat mentally damaged"

"Seriously? Mentally damaged? He surely has ran outta words.

"Now leave that , whats wrong? Why you so angry?" He questioned , suddenly raising his head.

"Coz Mr.Malik didnt listen to me and get outta that freaking place and now hes bandaged all over." I replied , truthfully.

"Oh , well like leave you to that guy and let Mr. Malik wander about in Valeri parks?"

I sat hugging my knees , not knowing exactly what I should say. It just rewinded the past events and made my head go spin like a top.

I felt Zayn's hands on my back , "dont think of the past , just think of what you have to do in future Bells and oh , im sorry for being the very reason for you being in this state. If it really wasnt me , you wouldnt hav-"

I cupped his mouth with my hand , "and if it wasnt for you , i wouldnt be surviving."

I broke right into his arms , finding it as the best spot to be in.

"Bells , go wash yourself. Beatrice is on her way and oh , i have to be at the police too."

"You told Beatrice? Oh no , you shoudnt have done that. She'll probably freak out seeinh me in this bloody state." I told him , imagining her reaction. Woah a lot to look at. No wanting drama over here , its not my house infact.

"Zayn , i'll get myself washed. I dont want you to see the fierce Beatrice."

He nodded , "Gemma is in the dining room , she'll give you clothes. Take care , gotta handle with the cops."

I sighed. Zayn is so dedicating and kind towards me , and for all that , now hes supposed to be at the police station. If he has no evidence to prove himself as an innocent , he'll probably be arrested , which i wouldnt bear.
There should be some sorta evi-

Wait , my phone. The conversations between zayn and sam is stored in it.
Yeah yeah yeah.

"Zayn stop." I shouted , as he walked towards the door.

"Yep" he anwered babishly.

"You could use my phone as a piece of evidence."

He seemed to enlighten , as he shuffled through the house in search of the phone , I assume. He looked fresh with an arm cut tshirt and sweatpants. The bandage being a slight reason for the 0.9 imperfection.

He finally waved the phone up , spreading a cheerful smile.

I smirked and turned back , making my way to the dining room.

"Bells , hey um thanks" his voice interupted.

"No thanks , its just an inreturn" i shook my head , wearing a happy face.

30 mins later...

Zayn's p.o.v.

"Mr.Malik , i guess the evidence that was provided would be enough , but you'll have to wait for a few minutes until we get the desicion from the head." The policeman told , making his way into the lobby.

I simply nodded , resting my bandaged head upon the hood of the chair.

I thought of where mom would be right now , almost an year passed by without them. Gemma told that her uncle was checking on it , but he seems so be left with no clue about them. But still his research is continuing and i feel confident about it.

I shifted my eyes through the posters that displayed photos of the prisoner and in the women's section , a young girl , whose face was blur , captured my attention. Her hair , yeah her hair was very farmiliar. mid long , and dark brown. Im sure that its the girl hiddden in my mind , but figuring it out wad impossible at the moment.

"Um , Mr. Malik , you may leave now. Your evidence is sufficient." His voice interrupted my thoughts.

I stood up immediately , wanting to ask him about sam , "sir , what about sam? I mean hes arrested?"

"Hmm yeah , for two years for going against the law and his guards would take an year , so dont worry" he replied , giving a warm relief to my heart.

"thanks sir" i shook his hand and left the station. Bells is now safe from sam atleast for two years and it looks like ive lost weight. Such a feeling that i could sigh in releif every single moment. I wore the shades and got into the car , sliding Anna's phone into my pocket.

I'm glad that i had passed the interview of my new job , the manager of st.Carlos watch company atleast im paid with a salary that is sufficient enough to purchase a huge mansion and a valuable car within five months. It was my desicion to get a job , not wanting to ttouble aunt Anne and Gemma.

Now to go shop to get Bells fav food

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4.Im usually dreaming to become an assasin , fond of weapons and guns ( I would once own a launcher , sniper and ak47)

5.football frenzy (i loooovvvee football , ronaldo , Neymar , messi are a few that i fancy and errrrr Brazil ( my fav ftball cuntry after portugal) won ftball gold medal in olympics and im like geeeee yay!!

6.one person to change my emotions , its just him , the only , zayn javadd malik.

6. I love england to the core and i find one d and zayn as a typical reason for it. New york and Brazil would apparently capture 2nd and 3rd place..