Twice in a Lifetime (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 70. Listen.

I still can't believe it's chapter 70 already. Listening to SOML on the radio right now! (:

Chapter 70

Zayn's POV

The drive back home was the loneliest one I've ever been on. Without Mia by my side, a part of me was missing. I knew it clearly when she left me at the airport and this time only reinforced that.

I just hope she'll find it in her heart to forgive a guy like me. What I did was unforgivable, unacceptable. To make it worse I've done it twice. To Perrie and now to Mia. Only this time, I knew I couldn't let Mia go. She was different, unlike any girl I have ever met. She liked romance movies yet didn't know a thing when it came to love, she was stubborn yet she cared so much about others, she didn't trust anyone easily yet her heart was made of gold. She was so overly critical that I can't help but want to be the one to appease her.

And most importantly, she made me happy. I've never felt like that in a long time. Content and safe.

I shouldn't have played with her heart, I should have never let her become such an important person in my life because I was such a damn screw up. It had only been a little over a week since we reunited and I already stirred up shit.

Fuck me and my stupid feelings. How the fuck did I get myself into this fucking mess when I knew Mia was the one all along.

Damn it. If I knew everything would lead to this, I would have never done what I did. She meant the fucking world to me and I had to go and fucking ruin everything.

My eyes roamed to my right hand on the steering wheel, the marking of Mia's symbol magnified as I glanced at it, and then it hit me.

Mia had to come back. She must. She was the only person who kept coming back to me over and over despite what kind of shit fate brought upon us, no matter how many times I inflicted pain on her.

And if there was the slightest chance that she would forgive me, this time, I was not going to fuck up again.

Damn that stupid --

My phone started ringing in the pocket of my dress pants and I assumed it was Mia calling.

Did she already make her decision to forgive me?

I didn't expect it to be so quick. Maybe she was calling to tell me she couldn't let it go. The thought of her saying that sent a huge tidal wave of discouragement over me.

To my disappointment, it wasn't her.

It was her father.

Mia's POV

Once Zayn left, I had no idea what to do with myself. I just dropped my suitcase on the floor of my bedroom and threw myself on the bed, having no desire to do anything. When did I become this petty? This dependent on him when I should not be. I should hate his guts, I should not have let him convince me to debate whether I should even forgive him.

Because he didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve a second chance. He kissed another woman, and to make it worse, it had to be Perrie.

I should have seen this coming. Not because he kissed me when he was with her but because he told me that there was a part of him that would always love Perrie and I accepted that. I knew he had unresolved feelings, I just didn't expect him to actually act on them.

On some level, I thought I could've been more than a replacement. And maybe I was more. I was always skeptical about what I was to him. What I really meant to him. Zayn always knew the right things to say to me - that he loved me, that I was the only one he wanted. His words, he still meant them, right?