Brainwashed In Love [A Zayn Malik FanFiction]

Chapter 8: Its Too Late To Apologise.

Chapter 8: Its Too Late To Apologise.

Zayn

"Ugh! Bree! Pick up the phone!" I grumbled as I cut the phone again. I don't know why but Brianna hasn't been picking up my phone. Where has this girl been? I should just go over to her's. I slipped on my shoes and went down. 

"I'll be back in an hour, ma! Going to Bree's." I shouted hoping mum had heard me. On my way to Brianna's place, I crossed the park where I met Tedd. 

"Hey man!" I said to him."

"Hey Zayn- wait. You're here? Then who is that person Brianna was with?" He said, shocked. 

"Brianna is here? Where?" I asked. shocked too.

"Right that way. I thought it was you she was making out with. Shit man!" He said pointing towards the direction he saw Brianna.

I speed-walked towards that direction and there she was. With some other guy. She had been cheating on me?! And was that the new guy who joined school a month back? They were literally having sex with their clothes on. 

"What the hell is happening?" I growled fiercely at the two.

"Oh-uh-" Brianna shoved the newbie off her.

"Zayn I can explain. This guy h-he forced me - I - " She ran to me with fake tears in her eyes.

"God dammit, Brianna! Stop making excuses. You're a lying bitch!" I shouted, turning and sprinting back towards the main entrance of the park. 

"Zayn please, listen to me." She shrieked.

"Just get lost! We are over!" I shouted back.

"Fine! I don't like you anymore, anyway!" She shouted. " Come on Jonas. Lets leave."

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A few months later…

*beep* My phone vibrated, indicating that someone had sent me a text.

Lucas: Hey! All d best for ur auditions.

Zayn: I dot think i'll b goin.

L: y?

Z: I dunno. anyway. gtg. mum calling.

L: k, bye.

Z: Bye!

"Zayn! Get that butt of the bed. Get ready fast! Dad is waiting for you." My mum said coming inside my room.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why?! You are going for the X-Factor auditions." Mum said pulling my hands.

"No, mum. I don't feel like going."

"You have to. Please. For me?" Mum pleaded.

"No mum. I seriously don't want to go."

"Enough. You have tested my patience enough, mister." She came unto me and dragged me out of the bed and pushed me into the bathroom. She then took out a shirt and jeans and threw it at me. Looks like I don't have a choice. Within !0 minutes I was ready and I sprinted down into the living room, drank a glass of milk. Then, mum and I left for London.

Here goes nothing.

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All throughout the car ride, all I could think about was what Brianna told me yesterday.

"Zayn, I need to tell you something."

"Make it fast. I don't have much time."

"I'm sorry for what I did. I don't know how to tell you this but I have to."

"I already know about you cheating on me. If you are here to apologise, you aren't forgiven."

"Its about Naina, Zayn."

I was dumbfounded. "What about her?"

"Look, Zayn, I lied to you about Naina. I kinda liked you back then and i was jealous of her. All the time she would be there with you and I knew you liked her, so I lied to you about her using you. She wasn't. I just took advantage of the situation and lied to you. I persuaded you to believe the shit I told you about her."

"What are you talking about?"

"I knew you were confused, sad and angry at her and I also knew that if I lied to about her, you would easily believe me without thinking about it. And you did." 

"How could you do such a thing?! You blamed her for something she didn't do!? How could I even believe you? I lost my best friend because of you!" I shouted angrily.

"I know what I did was wrong. But let me tell you that it was your fault that your friendship ended, Zayn. You believed me over your best friend. I didn't think the plan would work, but, well..I guess it did." She sighed and her shoulders slumped a bit. Her words hit me hard and I staggered back.

"And why are you telling me this?"  I asked her.

"Karma, Zayn, karma." Saying that, she turned around and left.

Coming back to reality, I realised that we had reached our destination. In a way, I think, Brianna was right. It was my fault for losing my best friend. I should have trusted her and at least let her speak. I still remember how we used to sit together everyday and sing, how beautiful her voice was. 

I will give my best today. For Naina. 

I love you Naina. And I miss you.