Aeipathy.. [ZAYN MALIK FANFICTION]

Chapter 20.

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Oh my, my,
You just took me by surprise
And I can't believe my eyes
Oh I must be seeing blind
Oh, no, my, you're too good
To be all mine
Now I'm looking in your eyes
Oh, I must be seeing blind

Seeing blind- Niall Horan ft. Marren Morris

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"My goodness, you could have told us earlier! ", I exclaimed as I digged through my pile of clothes which now were scattered all over my bed while Ruchika went through the one on her bed.

Zayn had announced that we were to go to a night club and the cherry on top wasthat he wasn't going to hide himself anymore. At first, I was reluctant. It didn't please me at all to think that we would probably be photographed. But he explained how unrealistic it felt to him, as if he was being someone who he isn't which was neither fair to him nor me. I agreed hesitantly. Besides, he wasn't wrong. We couldn't continue this forever and it was wrong of me to ask him to do that.

Now it was me who would be walking on fire. Just how far was I willing to go for him? I didn't know that yet. As I started stressing about me Zayn had kissed my forehead and told me to not worry about it right now. He just wanted to have a good time. Although I wanted the same, it was not me to not care about these things. I wanted all or nothing of him. There was no in between to this. The questions in my head were zooming past my eyes like a damn bullet train and I had to stop myself and take a breath or close my eyes and meditate so that I could focus on what I had in store for tonight.

"You could settle down here with the amount of things you've packed for a twenty days trip", Zayn commented from the chair he was sitting on as he looked around at our luggage. Our room was a mess right now.

"Says the one who packed around forty skin-care products just so his wrinkles wouldn't sprout pimples", Ruchika commented, sticking her tongue out at him.

"That is different, okay?!", Zayn screeched, further questioning, "Why would you tell her that?!"

I looked at the green dress in my hand and the more I stared at it, the more uglier it got. With a sigh I answered, "The spirit that you're trying to contact is too busy looking for decent clothes for a night club. Please never contact about this."

"Oh, shoot! My one earring is on the toilet lid! ", Ruchika exclaimed as she rushed inside the bathroom. Zayn sprang up from his chair and turned me around so fast that consequently we collided hard. My breath stopped for a second before I recollected my senses, " What are you doing?! ", I whisper-yelled.

" You moving around in search of clothes ignites a thirst for something else within me. Please be careful around me", he whispered in my ear and moved back to his place in the chair as if he never got up and never bent down to my level and never whispered those words all the while I stood there like a fish, trying to gasp for life again. I wasn't his plaything and his words only made me angrier. Giving him a fake smile, I replied, "Fine. The next time you're around, I'll sit like a queen and ask you to do all my work. Problem solved."

"Damn, I lost that earring. I am never going to hear the end of it from my mum", Ruchika said as she shook her head.

" Glad to know that you're afraid of someone ", Zayn said with a smirk making her scoff.

" It was a gift, you idiot. It would hurt her."

Zayn sighed, "Sorry." Ruchika only rolled her eyes and plumped down on her bed with her back hunched in defeat.