"Kaira!" Zayn yells. I am dragged out of my thoughts.
"Sorry, I just fell asleep." I lie to him.
"Okay, let's go home." he says leaving me shocked.
How can he take me home when both of our best friends are living the saddest parts of their lives.
"What are you saying? Go home? No way." I say.
"what will Liam think? How will he feel when he'll come to know that we left? How will Etti feel when she comes to know that I was not there by her side." I speak with a weird speed in my voice.
"No one will feel anything, Kaira. Liam told me to take you home when he came to know that you are feeling weak. He is very thankful for what you did. And Etalie will be the happiest person when she'll come to know that you helped her." he convinces.
"But-but I want to stay." I try to convince him too.
"See babe, this is something serious. You wanted to come here, in the hospital at night. I allowed you. But this time please listen to me. You have really become weak these days. You don't eat properly nor you sleep well. You always work. I need you to take rest. " he says.
I get convinced by his long and caring speech. We both go back to Liam and Etalie. I hug Liam and tell him to call us whenever he wants to. I tell Niall to take care of Liam. I confront Etalie's grandma, she seems too sad.
We both leave for home. We take some cereals and breakfast on the way to home. After so much of happenings, I can neither eat nor can I drink. Zayn forces me to eat. It doesn't even tastes good now. We fall asleep at 10 in the morning. I never sleep at this time but my tired and weak body supported me to sleep.
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We have a good sleep of 9 hours. I have never slept so much. When I got it was already 6:25 pm. It's good that James knew about all this. If we took a leave without informing him, he would definitely fire. It's weird, I got up just now but I'm feeling sleepy and tired again.
I got up and decide to make tasty meal for us. Zayn would be so happy. I dress simply, in a jeans and my sweatshirt and go to the Target to buy the ingredients for meal.
I shop enough things to make a wonderful and lavish meal. I come home. I keep all the bags on the kitchen counter and go to wake up Zayn.
I want to wake him up, so he'll help me in cooking. But I want to wake him up with a surprise.
I walk into the kitchen and start preparing for the meal. In an hour or two, I finish everything. From garnishing till decorating the table.
Before waking Zayn up, I decide to wear some makeup and look good. Because all this time, he has seen me with teary eyes, messed hair, puffy eyelids and eyebags.
I walk into the washroom and drag out my makeup kit and start using it. I didn't want to apply hefty amount of it and look all dressed up. I just want to look simple and pretty.
I don't change my clothes. I decide to keep my grey sweatshirt and black jeans on.
As I take a one last look in the mirror, I hear a massive noise of utensils falling. My heart skipped a beat. It does every time, but I'm not getting used to it.
OMG! I think it's the next level of the ghost boy. I will not move an inch. NO. Zayn is still sleeping. I can't leave him alone. What if that ghost boy hurts my Zayn? I'll not be able to forgive myself.
I can't keep standing here. I have to check whether Zayn is okay or not. I slowly open the door of the washroom and move gingerly. I move towards the kitchen. Maybe the sound must be from there.
I peep onto the kitchen. No. The kitchen is alright. It's in the same way as I left it.
I move towards the dining room. I can't believe my eyes. I see a huge mess on the floor. All the dishes I made are on the floor, upside down, spoiled. The flower vase is broken.
I am scared now. I am scanning each and every inch of the room. My efforts! My love in the food! My hardwork!
Who did this? Why am I facing all this? I hate my fate.
Author's note
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ZERO [ L.T. Fanfiction ]
FanficKaira lives a sweet and simple life with her boyfriend, Zayn. But, she dreams about number which descends each night. What will happen when the countdown reaches zero? What will her dream unfold to? Will her life remain the same or will it change...