Break these Walls

Chapter 3 ~ you again ~

-Chapter 3 ~ you again ~

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I rushed a bit earlier than usual to get to school this morning much to my mother's surprise. If that stupid jerk thinks he can take my parking spot for the 5th time this week then he is obviously delusional. It might not seem like a big deal but I've had that very same spot for the last 2 years AND I have to pay for it. So I'm not ready for this newbie to just take it.

What ticks me off the most is that he has been taking my spot all week. Today's Friday and the last day I can redeem my space for this week.

"I'm glad you're finally acting like a mature, responsible, 18 year old, Ronnie."

All I'm doing is going to school early but it's quite a surprise to even myself. I guess I'm just used to things going my way with no distractions so when a situation like this happens I take it to different measures.

I waved bye to my mom and drove off but what caught my attention was that the usual motorcycle of Zayn's was gone. It was too early for anyone to be driving to school now so I highly doubt he's already gone.

He must have just put it in the garage?

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Looks like I'm extra early when I finally make it to the parking lot but I'm not complaining as long as I get my parking spot.

"Good good no one is here and I can park in m- wait what the fuck?!"

There in my parking spot was the one and only "Zayn" on his famous motorcycle. He was just leaning on it watching everything, almost like he was waiting for me. I think about actually running over him but that'd just be crazy...I mean maybe?..no no never mind my murderous thoughts.

I accelerated my car, parking it right in front of him to try to somewhat frighten him but he didn't even flinch. He really is afraid of nothing.

"Listen Zayn, all I want is my damn parking spot back, why do you have to be so immature about this all?" I felt the anger start to boil inside me as we examined each other. He leaned up from his motorcycle only to come in standing distance from me.

"Oh I'm being immature?" He snickered.

"Yes, you are now will you please move your death machine?"

All the patience that was in me had vanished.

"Death machine?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Ok could you stop being so cocky for once second."

"No, this is actually more fun." a grin spread across his face.

Oh how I would love to smack that smile off his face. He was now only four feet away from where I stood.

Since he wont move this thing I guess he has left me no choice but to move it for him. I shoved past him and could notice his smirk soon disappear into an expression of astonishment.

"ok ha ha now get off."

I prompted myself on his motorcycle only to have horrible flashbacks of the last time I was on this engine. My grip quickly twisted on the handle as I tried to shut out the memories. I only faintly heard Zayn yelling at me to get off before I hurt myself.

"Veronica what the hell are you doing, you're going to get hurt!"

I could tell he was worried by the tone in his voice yet I couldn't seem to come back to reality.

The image of his dead body on the floor appeared in my mind making me flinch, the only way to get it out of mind was to press the gas, sadly I did so.

I stomped on the gas only moving a short distance until realization hit me in a second later. I quickly stomped on the brake when I heard Zayn's loud voice and footsteps following me in my short distance. Little did I know the pressure that is put upon a motorcycle when you brake immediately but the engine did indeed stop without getting damaged. The motorcycle spun to the side as I fell off when I turned due to the pressure.

Zayn quickly rushed and kneeled next to me on the pavement. His hands examined mine making sure I was not bleeding anywhere. Luckily I wasn't, just feeling a bit sore.

"Veronica what the fuck were you thinking, you could have gotten hurt! Are you ok?"

That's the thing, I wasn't thinking. The flashbacks pained me to the extent where they took over my actions. I couldn't help the tears start to form and slowly trail down my cheeks. I'm just relieved the distance I drove was only about half of the parking lot.

"I just.. he was lying there dead..it was my fault.. and the memories, the h-horrible memories"

I was still in complete shock to what just happened. It was as if there was a knot in my throat, no words could seem to come out correctly

"shh shh it's okay."

Zayn's arms embraced me pulling me closer. I began to cry harder in his chest as he rubbed my back.

"I told myself I would never go back on that thing."

I began to cry even harder. More eyes fell upon our little "scene" but it didn't seem to concern us.

After we sat for 10 minutes in the middle of the parking lot, I was finally stable. I was surprised he was so ... caring? These past couple days we were at each others throats and now I'm sitting here crying in his arms.

"i'm sorry about your motorcycle."

The words barely coming out of my mouth but loud enough for him to hear. He shook his head as if what I just said was unbelievable.

"you're kidding me right? Who cares about the motorcycle, you could have gotten seriously hurt." His voice was low and calm, all too new to me.

"thank you." I whispered quietly.

I realized I was still clutching onto him so I let go and stood up slowly leaving his embrace. He stood up shortly after me. After this horrible incident I was in no mood to go to class right now, I just couldn't..

The thought of telling him goodbye crossed my mind but I could not seem to speak anymore, it was just best to go. So I got in my car leaving him stunned and drove off. Yeah, I was skipping school. No, I did not care and it wasn't the first time. I looked in my mirror only to see him just standing there probably speechless as to why I just left without an explanation for my actions.

How could I explain it to him if I can't even explain it to myself?

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A/N:

Hiiiiiiii.

There's a bit of a hidden flashback but nothing too extreme like those dramatic fanfics. It just needed a bit of twist is all.

Hope you guys are liking it so far!

Any votes/comments would be extremely appreciated just so I know what you might think.

~ All the Love ~ N.