Better Like This [ a Zayn Malik fanfiction ]

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- For fucks sake! Who the hell closed this shit?! - I curse, happily I was alone, it was a calm day in the beach, which a) is good, so I don't have much work to do and b) it's bad because I don't make money.

- Finally !- I said after opening the  jar of sausages to make an hotdog. 

- Hey sweetie!

- Hi Liam. - I said, recognizind his voice. - Were you surfing? 

- Yes, but I decided to stop to eat one of your amazing hotdogs.

- Don't bullshit me Liam, everybody knows that my hotdogs suck. Yet, I'll make you one.

- Thanks Kaytline. So, got news from Zayn?

Shit, he has to ask about Zayn. He can't just forget him, can he?

- No. - I tried to say without caring.- Here's your fabulous hotdog, any drink? 

- No, thanks.

-How's Cloe?

- She's fine, we're fine. Fine.- he said a little nervous.

I fake a smile. They can't be fine.

- I said fine too many times, didn't I?- Liam continued.

- I didn't say anything.

- I have to go, we talk later Kay.- he said moving away.

I fake a smile, again. I start to wash the dishes till I heard a voice. Who am I kidding? I know exactly the owner of that beautiful voice. He's here again, he come back for me. I turn around slowly seeing him standing in front of the counter.  I try not to look to his eyes but it's like they're pulling me. I gave up and I look. So beautiful, so magical, I look to his eyes and I saw the kid that I grow up with, I saw the boy I fell in love with, I saw Zayn. I push myself until him and I give him a slap. I try not ot cry but once again I failed it.

- Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are to disappear for 3 months? 3 months Zayn! You were my bestfriend, my everything and you left me in this shitty place with this shitty people! You don't even said you would leave. Do you know how many times I stayed up all night thinking that you would come back? How many times I called to your shitty  friends asking about you? How many times I went to the clubs you used  go asking if someone saw you? And how many times I though you were dead or hurt or in pain? And how many times I though that it was my fault, that you went away because you were tired of my shits. You abandoned me.

-I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you, I love you. But I had to leave, it was to protect you, believe me.- he said crying - now I'm here, I came back to ask you to come with me, we can both disappear like we used to plan when we were kids...- I interrupted him.

- You must be fucking kidding me. Are you serious? Do you really think that I want to run away? We were kids Zayn, that was bullshit.

- Please Kaitlyne, come with me.

- Why can't you stay here? What te fuck happened that you have to run away?

- I can't tell you. I'm sorry Kay-Kay.

-Don't call me that you piece of shit. I won't go with you to anywhere. I hate you Zayn, you ruined my life when I though that it can't be worse. You're dead to me now.

-I'm really sorry. 

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