The Loner

Chapter 7- Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Chapter 7- Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

"Come on." Zayn says reaching for my hand. "I wanna show you something." He says as my hand is in his. He starts jogging and I follow him.

"Better yet, somewhere." He says.

We walk past his car and in the way of literally nowhere. No buildings, no cars, no one. Just the nature also known as the animal and wind speaking. It seems peaceful in the night. The sun is setting down.

"Where are we going?" I wonder as we walk in a group of trees.

"Trust me, you'll love it." Zayn says like a seven year old that is about to give me a present.

Zayn's hand is in mine and I walk right after him.

"We are close." Zayn announces and I look around.

Some trees, some flowers, some birds. Just imagine a forest. It is close to the dark and you hear the crickets.

Zayn stops suddenly and I bump into his chest."Are you ready?" He asks me with the irresistible smile. Not a smirk and not a fake smile either, a genuine happy smile.

I nod my head and watch Zayn put me in front of him. He covers my eyesight with his hands and walks slowly from behind me. I walk carefully to the direction that Zayn is leading me to with my hands in front of me trying to protect myself from whatever may be in front of me.

"3... 2...1.." I hear Zayn whisper in my ear. His breath makes my neck tickle and you know what happens when someone tickles you in the neck, I just don't even know how to explain that feeling to you.

Zayn uncovers my eyes and my heart skipped a beat as my eyes met the view in front of me. There was a small lake and a small waterfall. Clear and beautiful water flowed from above the cliff, down to the lake. There were no animal in sight and no human being, except for Zayn and I. We were officially alone in the middle of no where. In the middle of the week and it was almost that dark that we couldn't see each other.

"This is perfect." I whisper.

"Just like you." Zayn whispers back in my ear.

Can I just announce that my heart beat fast, really fast. I forgot how to swallow my own spit at this moment and the only thing I saw was Zayn's eyes. He stood in front of me now and the moonlight made his eyes shine.

After a while it still didn't turn awkward or embarrassing. We stood there locked away in each others eyes, until Zayn decided to sit on the dry grass and just talk. Talk ehat came into my mind.

I rested my head on his shoulder. Zayn drew circles on my hand with his thump.

"Why didn't you tell me that your dad abused you?" Zayn asks in a whisper.

"I promised not to tell anyone."

"Who did you promise?"

I looked in the sky and it was like I saw my mother. She looked better, not sick, not dead. It was like she was still with me, like she is watching over me. She looked at me with a pleased smile, a proud smile. She nodded her head a yes, like she gave me the permission to tell Zayn.

"My mom." I replied to his question.

"Is she being abused too." I heard my mothers voice.

"It's okay Lauren. He will never touch you again. I promise. I will protect you." Zayn said as he wiped the one tear that managed to escape my eyes.

I never felt this way before, but I actually feel safe now and I feel like I can trust Zayn. With all my heart and life.

And that is when I realised, he stole my heart already.

We stayed in the same position for a few more minutes until I noticed something that I never noticed before.

"How did you get this?" I ask Zayn as I stroke a scar that is on his neck.

"I got into a fight." He replied back.

"With who?"

"With Jack."

Jack, the tall bully who noticed me last week for the first time in school. He had my books and the tall person he is, he raised it in the air and I couldn't reach it.

"Why?" I wonder.

"I will tell you, but promise me that you won't get scared of me if I tell you." He asks me and I nod my head a yes.

"I promise."

He let out a deep breath and tarted explaining. "I used to be in this gang with Jake and Austin. Last week we wanted to get out of it and not have anything to do with it. It was getting dangerous. Everyone around us, our family, our friends, they would all get hurt if we didn't do the things that we had to. We were sick of all the threats that we got so we wanted it to end. And as you can see it didn't work out that great."

"That's why he came up to me last week." I say.

"I'm sorry for that, I am sorry for everything." Zayn says holding my hand in his. He takes my hand and kisses the back of it whispering another sorry.

"Don't be, you're the one that saved me from my dad, even if it is for a few days. You saved me." I say honestly.

"I'd do anything to keep you save." He whispers in my hair and kisses my cheek. A small smile appears on my lips and even if it is dark, I feel like I know that he is smiling, that he is sad at the same time, that he means everything he says. I just know it.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me." He says facing me in the dark.

"How so?"

"I feel like I can trust you, I feel so honest around you and I can be myself, my real self with you. I just get this feeling and I can't stop thinking about you. I can't even sleep knowing that I will see you soon again. I have a weird feeling in my stomach and it's killing me at night. It makes me smile like crazy and I can't stop thinking about you." Zayn confesses.

"What kind of weird feeling?"

"Like a flutter."

"A flutter of a butterfly?"

"Exactly, like a butterfly." Zayn says cupping my cheeks.

There was a silence between Zayn and I for a few second, literally few second and then he did what he always does, he kisses a girl. But this time the girl is me, Lauren Rivera.

His lips are soft and sweet. He presses his lips a little bit on mine not to rough not to soft, but caring. It was more than a peck. It was passionate. Even thought I didn't know what to do, I let him lead me and just went along with his lips. I felt his tongue against my lips trying to separate them, but at the sudden feeling I let go of the kiss.

My first kiss.

"I'm sorry, I.." Zayn says fast. "I shouldn't have done that. I- I didn't know what took over me."

"Don't be sorry Zayn." I say honestly.

"I liked it." I say really quiet, but he heard. He didn't use words he just looked into my eyes under the moonlight. He pulled a stroke of my hair out of my face and behind me ears.

And I couldn't stop feeling happy, like really happy with Zayn.