The Loner

Chapter 5- Only Hope

Sorry for all the mistakes that you find in this book. It will be edited when I finish it! :)

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Chapter 5- Only Hope

After hugging Zayn for what felt like forever, but was actually three long minutes. He decided to take me somewhere else than school.

Our school is what you can call a please where no one can talk about private stuff. Most of the time, not always but most of the time, you are being stalked. Our school gossips a lot. It is just a wonder that I stayed out of sight from everyone till now. A freaking miracle.

"Where are we going?" I ask Zayn.

"Somewhere where we can talk in peace." He says as he takes my head.

The moment that his hand touched mine, I felt his warmth. His hands were way bigger than mine, but it seemed like my hand fit perfectly in his.

We were currently in front of his engine and he put his helmet on my head. His hand let go of mine and I already missed the warm feeling. It made me feel safe and it made me think that I wasn't alone. That someone cared for me. That I could survive.

It is no lie that I tried to commit suicide a year ago, but that failed. My dad found out somehow and punished me for it.

I shake my head to get rid of the flashbacks and I was already seated on Zayn's engine. He sat in front of me and I did what I needed to do right now. I hugged him. I hugged him tight. Like my life depended on it.

I had no idea where we were going and where we were now. My eyes were closed shut the whole time. It was the first time that I was on an engine and I was a little scared to fall. In books the girls are mostly scared of an engine in the beginning, sometimes it has a bad ending on an engine, but sometimes it doesn't.

Clearing my head on the way to wherever Zayn is bringing me and only thinking about one thing.

Can I trust him?

A promise is a promise, but someone should know. What if I die like my mother one day. What if I get killed by my dad. He is too drunk to notice if I am alive or not. I can simply not wake up one day and he wouldn't even notice it. But do I wanna drag Zayn into my mess? In the mess that is my life.

I am not social, I have build up walls around me for the past ten years. I lost my mother and my dad is drunk all the time. I have no friends, no support, no one who cares about me nor someone who wants to help me.

What if the story my mom once told me was true. What if people get close to you and when they get to know the real you, they leave? What if Zayn will leave me after this essay thing? What if he tells the whole class about my secrets? What if people will bully me for this.

One question that can lead to thousands of results.

"We are here." Zayn says in a normal tone. Not to cocky like it was in the restaurant and not too childish.

I do my best to get of the engine, but feel a little dizzy from the right. We drove pretty fast and we made a lot of turns. I have basically no idea how to go back to my house.

I thought I finally found my balance, but I tripped over my own foot.

"Aaaah." I said as almost fell head first on the ground, but I was saved. Saved by Zayn. His hands are placed on either side of my hips. Even thought he saved me and I didn't fell, his hold made me scream in pain.

I push him myself back from him and take a few steps back. Holding my hips gentle with my arms.

"Shit, I forgot, Are you okay?" Zayn says coming closer again.