Zayn Malik - Ziana

Chapter 2 - Another World Part 2

Chapter 2 - Another World Part 2

I was breathing heavily when I reached the boys apartment.  Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead. I was dead tired. It has been quite sometime since I ran. Zayn waited for me at the doorstep and stared at me. I was rather nervous when he did that.

'Ew! You are perspiring badly! I don't want you to enter our apartment looking like this!' Zayn teased me and laughed. He looked so adorable when he laughed. I love the sound of his voice. I love his eyes. I love his laughter. I can't possibly be falling in love with someone who i barely knew.

'Fine, i'll leave! Goodnight' i said, pretending to be angry. I walked away and i heard footsteps. I turned around and saw Zayn walking towards me. He handed me his handkerchief which was engraved with his name. The handkerchief must be special to him. Well, it looks special.

'I don't want to use it, this must be something special to you' I said, handing him back the handkerchief'

He took the handkerchief form my left hand. He looked at me and say 'Stay still.' He wiped my face gently. My heartbeat was racing faster than a F1 car. I feel like fainting. I feel like it's all a dream. I feel like ... i'm in love. He stroke my right cheek, looked at me deeply in my eyes and say ' You are an amazing girl. You may think i'm crazy. But i'm not. You are an amazing girl, i know you are. And i ...' Before Zayn could finish his sentence Louis shouted telling us to come in.

Zayn gave me a weak smile and held my hand, entering the house. The boys apartment was amazing. I feel like moving in with them. It was perfect. I sat myself on the red couch while the rest of the boys were lying on the green carpet, watching toys story 3. The boys looked so cute. Harrys' head was on Liams' stomach while Nialls' head was on Louis lap. I smiled looking at how close they were. Zayn sat beside me and placed his head on my right shoulder. I could feel that he wasn't himself. He was exceptionally quiet.

I looked at Zayn falling asleep on my shoulder. His lips were pale. I touched his forehead and to my surprise he is burning. He was having a fever and i knew it was my fault. He took his shirt off for me and now he is sick. I nearly break down. I placed Zayns' head on the red pillow.

'Whats wrong with Zayn?' harry asked, curious.

'He is having a high fever' i answered, nervous.

It broke my heart to know Zayn is having a very high fever. I broke down in front of the boys. Niall gave me a big hug and i felt better.

'It isn't your fault, Diana' Liam assured me. He gave me a hug and rub my back.

'Yeah Diana. It isn't your fault' Louis continued.

'You could stay here and look after Zayn if that will make you feel better. Furthermore, it's Saturday tomorrow' Harry suggested.

I nodded and looked at Zayn. I went to the kitchen, grabbed a white towel on the kitchen shelf and brought a bucket of water to the living room. I folded my legs and sat above Zayns' pillow. I slowly lift his head and placed it on my left thigh. I soaked the towel and placed it on Zayns' forehead. His body temperature was really high.

'Niall.. could you pass me Zayns' blanket?' I whispered to Niall.

Niall gave me a smile and he dashed to Zayns' room to grab Zayns' blue blanket. He placed the blanket on Zayn and whispered to me 'The boys and myself are going to bed now. If you need anything just call us'

I gave him a weak smile and closed my eyes, resting my head on the sofa.