the Bradford Bad girl

PART 25

I carried them and looked up : ‘what’s wrong girl? Oh oh ……..ooooo’’

*hallucinating again.*

“Oumi??”

Oumayma’s P.O.V.

When I left the mall , I didn’t want to come back to that stupid house , with dad and his annoying wife , so I continued walking . My mind was like *zaynzaynzayn*

I walked and saw and old poor woman , carrying some heavy bags , she was groaning some incomprehensible words , her back was hurting her .

“May I help you with those? You look tired . “ I grinned .

She stared at me for a while , with her greenish eyes . If you ignore the crinkles on her forehead  , you can easily guess that she was beautiful when she was young .

“Oh thank you ! take those and let me carry that .”

I nodded : “ok.” And followed her , I don’t know why I wanted to help her , I felt like I was doing something good .

I wasn’t really looking around me , just following the old woman and ..thinking …

Someone touched suddenly my hand  :” let me carry that too.” He announced .

I Looked down . Zayn.

I stopped suddenly, my hands were shaking too much ; the bags fell .He stared at me for a while , speechless .

He was in front of me ,  five centimeters away from me . I froze immediately , I didn’t know what to do .

“Oumi?” he repeated , threw the bags and grabbed my shoulders tightly .

I looked down . My whole body was shaking .

“I can’t believe…” he whispered , still staring at me .

“ I ….” I started  but got interrupted .

“And my  bags guys???” it was the old women .

I pushed slowly Zayn’s chest , grabbed the bags and followed her . Zayn did the same , he was walking behind me without saying any word .

When we arrived in her house , I noticed that Zayn was looking at me , motionless .  I just looked down , pretending I was helpind that women to  put her stuffs in the cupboards .

Zayn’s phone rang , he sighed deeply then answered .

“Hey .. Harry !! yeah oh yeah I’m near ..let me see……..”

He looked out the window and continued : “  I’m near Starbucks  , what? You’re already there? Okay I’m coming see ya yeah yeah ok yeah.”

When he finished hus call , he slipped his blackberry in his pocket then announced : “ Hmm.. Oumayma .. I’d love to……. You know…… talk with you , come with me? My friends are over there”

He pointed at Starbucks then subbed his back slightly .

I don’t know why  , I nodded stupidly “Ok.”

He smiled then held my hand : “ Okay let’s go.”

I felt like I was going to die for a while .

I couldn’t talk , yes because I was shocked and all the blah blah AND because he was holding my hand . Naturally .

We arrived there ,  I saw four boys , sitting around a huge table : probably his friends  because they waved at him .

He wasn’t holding my hand anymore . They all looked at me like if I was an ‘weirdo”

“ huh …….hi.” I smiled  .

Zayn sat and showed me a chair .

“Guys ……..she is Oumayma.”

They all smiled widely “THE Oumayma??” Niall winked .

“Ahem.. so she was one of my…….best friends , in Bradford.” Zayn coughed and looked down .  

Liam smiled : “ Nice to meet you .”

Harry was staring at me weirdly . wait , he is weird , no?

He was sitting beside me . Zayn on my left , Harry on my right  and Louis in front of me .

I needed time to understand what was really happening : I was chilling with ..One direction?

A girl came smiling :”AH HALLOO”

My heart was beating so fast when Zayn glanced at me before he got up from his chair  .

Harry grinned ‘ hello.”

“hi.” I replied.

“how are you?”

I wanted to answer him , but I couldn’t , I saw something that really …….hurt  me .

Zayn hugged that girl and kissed her .

“Hi Zayn.”

“HI Baby.”

My sight started getting blurry . I had tears  in my eyes .  I tried to hide my face , I didn’t want to show them that I was crying .

“im im Im good thanks . I stuttered to Harry .

“No you aren’t . tell me what’s wrong?”

I took a deep breath and smiled : “ no no nothing . I’m good.”

He knitted his eyebrows “ No . do you wanna talk?”

I stared at him for a while , moving my eyelashes quickly  .

“Come here .” he mouthed and held my hand   .  I followed him because I didn’t want Zayn to see me crying . Jelly .

But when we left , I broke down in tears  in Harry’s arms . I wasn’t controlling myself anymore . TOO SHOCKED.

He rubbed my back and whispered “ it’s Okay .. calm down calm down ..”

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