Lost. [Zayn Malik]

Chapter 4:

Zayns P.o.V

I have always felt, when Charlet was somewhere near me, and since I'm at the NYU the feeling doesn't leave me. Not even for a single minute. I asked everyone in Bradford about her, people were saying she left to Seattle, Los Angeles, even New York. And somehow I was convinced she would be here somewhere. And I got even a good hint from her sister. But that's another story. However I came here, to find Charlet. Because she was the only thing on my mind lately. I still love her with every heartbeat more and more, harder and painfuller. It shouldn't have ended, like it has.

We were both broken, in pain, and lost. And I still am. I was sure, Sandra has something to do with Charlet and I'd be even sure it is Charlet. And I will find out, even if it costs my life. I will.

Clara, Charlets sister, was drug addicted and she is now a teacher of the NYU after rehab and so many therapists she made it. That's how I got the hint.

Flashback

I am sitting in my room, trying to make a drawing of her again, perfectly, like I had her in my mind. I imagined her kissing me, hugging me and holding my hand. How is it even possible to forget her?

I feel my phone buzzing inside of my pocket, I knew it wouldn't be her but I still pull it out to look. I see I haven't the number in my phone so my hopes grew bigger thinking it's her. So I pick up the phone call all happy.

"Charlet is it you?" , I start and obviously it was not her. First I didn't even get an answer but a few seconds later someone is actually answering me. A voice I was convinced to never hear it again.

"Hey Zayn, it's Clara. I know you don't want to hear anything from me, but I know you're hoping to hear from Charlet." , she starts and I feel my eyes getting filled more and more with tears. Just as I wanted to say something she starts talking again. "But listen. I'm working as a Professor at the NYU. And I'm so sure Charlet is one of my students, she doesn't recognize me, but I do recognize her. It's all her movements and her Character. It isn't even Charlets name anymore, for sure she changed it. Anyways, listen. You just have to sign the papers I sent you, and you're a part of the NYU Art and Psychology classes. Those aren't classes she is in, but you will meet her for sure. I know you Zayn, you feel it when she's near. The only thing you have to do, is signing the papers and you can start in October."

I was so confused, with the whole Clara calling me thing, I didn't even realize I went to the kitchen to look at through those papers I got. "Clara, but how comes, I thought you were-"

"What Zayn? Dead? Come on! You know when this with Charlet happened, I decided to go to Rehab, just because of the stress I caused. I'm married and I'm happy living my life now. I finally got it, got a wonderful husband, who I love more than anyone. The only thing happened in the past three years, mom and dad died. But you heard it in the news for sure", then it hit me. It was the terrible car accident, and I realized I haven't talked to them for 2 and a half years now. And I felt guilt rushing through my body, and my eyes getting all teary again.

"I just- I- Thank you, Clara." I managed to bring out while my voice cracked.

Clara chuckled. "Come on Zayn! Wash away your tears, sign the stuff I sent you, and we'll see us in October. All happy and lovely again"

I did as she said and before I could even ask who this girl she was even meaning was, or about her name, she ended the call. I managed a little smile, but that's all. Everything I had to do now, was waiting til October. And damn, it was May.

When I arrived 5 months later at the NYU, Clara was already waiting for me at the campus to show me around. Then I got a feeling, that Charlet was somewehere near me.  And then I spotted Sandra. And I was sure as hell, it was Charlet. Clara explained everything to me, then she followed my look to Sandra. And told me it was the girl she assumed to be Charlet. That day I ran into her, saw her jogging  and I knew it has something to do with the biggest love of my life, when she ran off, as soon as I told her my name.

Tonight I asked her to watch movies, because Charlet loved cinemas and I'm sure as hell she will love it tonight and enjoy the night.

I put on my best look, with the matching shoes and the necklace around my neck, Charlet gave me on our one year anniversary. I was ready to leave with the love of my life.

When I knocked on her room door she opened and she was wearing black jeans, some white Converse and a cardigan. She looked at me, her hair was curled, her eyes were shining, she had some nude lipstick on her lips, and I felt the urge to kiss her now. But I didn't. I officially am seeing this girl the third time in my life and I'm not up for drama.

"Hello Zayn, we can leave if you want to?", her soft voice said, as she looked me into my eyes and gave me a soft smile. I gave her a nod and smiled back.

"Hey Lisa, I am leaving with Zayn, see ya later!", she screamed into the room.

"Okay girl, don't be all to late, and tell me the details tonight." , I heard a voice calling back. I got the chance, to get a little sneak peek into the room and I saw a picture, which gave me the one hundred percent confirmation it is Charlet and not Sandra standing infront of me. I kept my mouth shut about it, she closed the door and we took our way outside.

"So Sandra, where are you from?", I started and it took her awhile to answer my question.

"I was born in Seattle, and then my parents moved to London with me when I was thirteen." , she started and the words hurt me, because I know she is trying to deny who she really is. I pay attention to her. "I went to school down there and somehow I managed to fulfill my dream and come to the NYU. I'm almost 20 now. What about you Zayn?"

"I'm from Bradford and I decided after I finished my school to come to the NYU for arts and Psychology." , she looks at me as I answer her question and smiles. "Do you have a boyfriend?" , I asked her.

"Oh, uhm well, no I don't" , a smile spread across her face. "But Kyle is always trying"

I chuckled. If he only knew. We were standing next to my car as I unlocked it and being the gentleman I was, I held her door open.

"Well, thanks", I hear her mutter and close the door. As I climbed into the car and started to drive I had one sentence on my tongue. "Now, tell me the truth, about you Charlet." , it left my mouth without thinking, and leaving a shocked girl next to me.

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