Beautiful Chaos

Was I not enough?

Lakshita's P.O.V---

I parked my car aside and walked into a park, hoping no one would see me. My vision was blurry and I walked to the slide, going under it. Hugging a pole, I sat down, tears pouring out. "I've never had the words to say, but now I am asking you to stay, for a little while inside my arms..." I whisper-sang, breaking into sobs. "Why did you then do it, Zayn?"

"Lakshita..." I heard someone call and looked up to see Zayn. I gulped, looking away and he came closer. "I'm sorry." He said sitting next to me and I moved. I could feel his pain but I ignored not wanting him next to me but at the same time wanting him to hold me tight. 

"Please look at me, baby." He pleaded and I stood up, hitting my head hard. "Careful, Lakshita!" He said, rubbing my head and I pushed his hand away, starting to walk away. He ran after me, holding my wrist, pulling me close. "Don't leave me, please." He said and I tried to pull my hand out of his grasp. 

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Zayn's P.O.V---

"Lakshita, please. Let's go home and talk. Come with me." I said and she shook her head, still trying to pull her hand from my grasp. "Scold me. Hit me. But don't leave. I know you're angry. Just yell at me, please." I said and she looked at me. Her chocolate brown eyes were moist and she licked her lips, looking into my eyes. 

"Was I not enough, Zee?" She asked and I froze, looking at her. "Baby.." I started and she caught my collar. "Why was I not enough? Am I not beautiful enough? Am I too bad for you? Is it because I am younger than you? Is it because I am a bad girlfriend? Is it because I love food? Is it because I am fat? Am I being annoying? What did I do? Am I not a good kisser? Am I bad in bed? Am I worthless ? Am I not lovable ? Am I good for nothing? I don't know Zayn... What's my flaw? Or... am I the flaw?" She cried, falling to the ground. Covering her face, she cried into her palm. 

She was not angry. My baby was hurt. My girl was insecure. Whatever I did, it has affected her too much. I kneel down next to her and wrapped my arms around her body, making her flinch. "I am sorry..." I whispered and she hugged me. She caught my shirt, sobbing into my chest. I rubbed her back, holding her tight, letting tears slip down my cheek. 

"I love you, Javaad! Please, don't leave me!" She cried and I cupped her face, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more, Lakshita. I will never leave you. Your mine. Now and forever." I said and she hugged me tight. 

Soon she calmed down and I stood up, pulling her up with me. I kissed her forehead and she looped her arm around mine. We started walking and she was too clumsy. "Are you fine?" I asked and she nodded. I drove us to her house and her brother opened the door. He glared at me and I sighed. "I am sorry I hurt her. I wouldn't do it again. Just take care of her. I'll come in the morning." I said and he nodded.

I kissed her cheek and she walked inside. 

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I went to pick Lakshita up the next morning and her mother opened the door with a smile. I saw her sitting in the couch with a glass of water, watching something on TV. Going up to her I handed her a bouquet of black roses. She smiled, taking them from me. "I'll go put them in water and be back." She said and walked o the kitchen. She grabbed a vase and filled it with water. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she placed the roses in the vase and slowly walked to her room. 

She came back downstairs in minutes and I patted the space next to me on the couch. She sat next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. "Did you have food?" I asked and she nodded. "Did you sleep alright?" I asked and she shrugged. "Lakshita?" I called and she turned, looking at me cutely. "Why is my baby so silent?" I asked and she shrugged again. 

I stood up and walked to the kitchen, getting myself some water. I felt her soft arms wrap around my waist and I smiled. I picked her up and sat her on the counter and she smiled at me. "You cut your hair? It looks cute." I said, kissing her nose and she giggled. "You are growing a beard... Its cute." She said and I frowned. "In what world is a beard 'cute', baby?!" I demanded and she laughed. "My world." She pecked my lips and jumped down. 

She pulled me upstairs to her room and pushed me on the bed. "Oh My God!" I said as I saw her remove her clothes. She laughed and walked to her wardrobe, wearing just an old t-shirt. She grabbed a packet from her bathroom and I raised an eyebrow. "We are dying your hair blue!" She exclaimed and my eyes went wide. 

"No! No! No! No!" I shouted, standing up on the chair. She was ready to die it and I kept screaming, trying to stop her. "I'll die my hair too. It's temporary. Just 2 to 3 days, babe." She said and I sat down. "I am still not convinced." I said and she bit her lip. "You dye my hair first and we will take a shower together." She said and my eyes lit up. "Such an Idiot." She laughed.

We dyed our hair and I started sketching on a paper while she gave me a massage on my shoulder, neck and back. Once I was done, she started coloring it while I gave her a massage for her legs. 

We took steamy, hot, relaxing shower and walked out. She gave me my hoodie from her wardrobe. I wore her Real Madrid shorts that was over-sized for her. She changed into sweatpants and another hoodie of mine. "Are those my hoodies?" I asked and she bit her lip. "You mean our hoodies? Yes." And I laughed, kissing her lips. 

"When did this little thief get these?" I asked and she sat on the bed, drying her blue hair. "The day I was leaving to London. A month back. I needed something of yours so I grabbed them from your suitcase. Been sleeping with it since that day." She said and I grinned, picking her up and kissing. "You are the cutest." I declared and she giggled. 

I snapped a photo of us in blue hair. We made a duck face in the picture. I posted it with a caption saying : Smurf and Smurfette <3 Mine again  @LakshitaShankar.