The life of a teenage girl is forever changed when she is tragically kidnapped.
(2018 Fanfiction Awards Best Zayn Fanfiction Winner)
"Such a beautiful life came out of what was supposed to kill me."
- Brittany Pearson
Survivor of Human Trafficking
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Alina P.O.V
He was doing this to me again. Zayn is literally doing to me the exact same thing he did months ago. Except this time I know he loves me.
I know Zayn doesn't trust anyone or open up easily. I know this because it took time with me to learn about everything. How he had a family until he was five and then went to an orphanage when they died. I know about how his life was hell on the streets. I know everything that I need to know about him.
Honestly it kind of makes sense why he's been acting strange so suddenly. I wish I would have picked up on it so I could have intervene. I hate that Zayn does that. He won't communicate with me what's going on in his head.
I always end up finding out too late, because he won't even be a decent human, and give me a chance to give my input. I know I'm young still. There is so much I don't know about the world. Can you blame me though?
I was plucked out of my own normal life. I have access to nothing on the outside, so how dare he point fingers at me? Of course my comment about calling the authorities wasn't the wisest. I knew better than that, but being put on the spot made me blurt out, the first thing that came to mind.
I shake my head, then go get a suitcase. He wasn't going to do this to me without so much of a fight. I knew leaving wasn't going to be inevitable. I take my time packing clothes away.
There were so many pieces of clothing that Zayn had helped me pick out or bought for me at the market. We had become in tune in life with the Grecians on the island. They had little festivals every once in a while on the beach. Expensive food and alcohol from the mainland would be imported here to Kastelorizo.
Zayn and I would go to these events dressed up. I considered these our dates, because we would get drunk, then stuff our faces with seafood. Sometimes I could get him to dance on the beach with me. He had to be really drunk though. The same thing with singing. He has such a lovely rich voice and could honestly sing. One time he sang for me at a karaoke dive bar that's by the coast of the beach. I don't know if it's an original song, or not but I can still remember part of the lyrics.
"But you'll never be alone, I'll be with you from dusk till dawn, I'll be with you from dusk till dawn. Baby, I'm right here. I'll hold you when things go wrong, I'll be with you from dusk till dawn, I'll be with you from dusk till dawn. Baby, I'm right here."
I know Zayn is bullshitting me, when he says, he simply isn't feeling it anymore. There was no way, do all these amazing things, for someone to then claim it's not real. I will call bullshit every time on that.
