INVISIBLE

Chapter 2

When the plain bounce to the ground i turn my head to Zayn. He looks so peaceful, so calm, so beautiful.

"Finally.." Zayn says with a sigh.

"You don't like landing don't you?" I ask. I know he doesn't. Even if he has a poker face, I can tell.

"What? Of course I do!" No you don't.

"Suuuure.." I say with a playful tone and a grin.

Zayn and I are way back in the plane, no need to rush really. I've got to know so much about him. I got to know that his last name is Malik. He's 18, like me. We are going on the same college. He doesn't know how many tattoos he has I don't care really, I love every single one of them.

We get off the plane, straight to the parking. Zayn makes his way to a big black car, expensive much.

"This can't be yours" I say and nod towards the car.

"Too bad that it is." Zayn says with a grin.

He tosses our bags into the car, not gentle. He probably broke something. Great.

I make my way to the door, just about to grab the handle when Zayn gives away a weak shout.

"Bella! Wait!" What did I do wrong?

He takes the door knob and gets down on his knees.

"Such a gentlemen" I say with a snobby tome, trying not to laugh.

The door closes carefully as Zayn opens his own door and sits beside me.

"So, are you ready?" Zayn says.

"Ready..?" This makes me so much more nervous.

"Parties, mean girls, grades, boyfrieeeend?" He says with playful tone. A boyfriend? Never had one, pretty embarrassing.

"Well yeah, not boyfriend though."

"Never had one?" He looks surprised, I should probably tell the truth..

"I've dated a few.." I've never been on a date.

"Oh, that makes sense! You are really beautiful!"

Beautiful? A boy have never told me that to me, or anyone. My parents would hit me, like really hit me. Blood would stream down my face, they were both alcoholics. School weren't better, bullied always. That's why I'm here in the first place, maybe this is a sign? Zayn is me hero. We haven't known each other for long, but he is really nice, and good looking too. I'm really happy I met him. Really, really happy.

"Earth to Bella? What's up!"

"Oh I'm sorry! I just like you, you are such a beautiful human being." I'm so weird, why did I say that? But I'm

not lying, he is perfect.

"I like you too." He says. My chins are red, I can tell.

The car ride is silent, it's not awkward. It's nice actually. I find myself staring at him multiply times. But then quickly look away when he notices. He said he liked me, maybe he just said it make me feel good. I don't think so though. It sounded real to me. I have a friend , a real friend. Zayn. I wonder where this can go, we already have such a connection, we will spend so much time together. I'm not saying we will fall in love, but what if we do? What if this was meant to be? Everything I've been thorough, all the hits to my face, the scars on my wrist, the disgusting things I've been called, it will all go away now.

"Here we are babe!" Zayn says with a happy smile on his face. Being called babe feels good. So good.

Woah, the campus is crazy! It's big and not to fancy actually. A few girls watches me and Zayn as we arrive. They look at me like they wanna murder me, and at Zayn like he's an angel, of course. I make my way to the backseat where Zayn put my bag. Everything got so quiet when me and Zayn come. My footsteps could be connected to stereos, literally.