The Chase of Adeline

Chapter 3. Faulty Lies

Guys my fuckin laptop is broken so I'm using my dad's ugh. I had to order a new charger so it should be in withing the next few days.

Comment a suggestion for who you think should be casted as Adeline? She has black hair and green eyes.

I still need help on a ship name for Adeline and Zayn COMMENT SUGGESTIONS YOU HEIFERS.

That's the correct way to spell it. I went all my life spelling it "heffer".

Dedicated to my Wattpad bestfriend/co-writer for the book Oreo Date, which you can find on her profile(:

I know this isn't an excuse but I am suffering from writer's block so this chapter isn't as good.

I knew what I wanted to happen, but I didn't know how to add emotions into it, so it's also a tad shorter...

Okie read now!!

Zayn's POV.

This takes place on the day AFTER Adeline gets on the plane back to Doncaster.

I woke up the next morning, somehow I'd slept through the day and into the afternoon, with crust all around my eyes from all of my dried tears. I had momentarily forgotten everything that happened until I reached to tug Adeline closer and she wasn't there. It was heartbreaking, just as much as it had been the past thousand times I thought about the woman I had been so set on marrying.

I rolled out of the bed. Each movement I made sent an aching pain through my body. I felt sore, for an unknown reason. My head perked when I remembered that today I go to Louis' house in search for my beautiful Adeline.

After deciding that I needed to look propper when I saw her, I hopped into the shower. I washed my face and all of the crust from my eyes. I reached for the shampoo to wash my hair, and I noticed the blue bottle of shampoo that she would use. There were about fifteen other bottles of various soaps and shampoos, most of them she never used. That blue bottle, with the scent of the tropics, was her favorite. If I looked under the sink, there probably would've been another three or four bottles that she'd left in her rush to get out.

I took her shampoo into my hands and popped the cap. I inhaled it's tropical scent, a reminder of the way her hair always smelled. It was also the same trace of scent that she'd left behind on her pillow. It was my favorite scent, not because I liked it, but because it was hers. I squeezed some into my hand and washed my hair. I didn't care that I was usind women's shampoo. It was hers and that's all that mattered. It may've been weird, but I couldn't give one less fuck about it.

After my shower I probably tried on everything in my closet, from polos to tanktops, to sweaters, to tshirts, and from sweats to jeans then even to shorts, I tried it all. I wanted to look great when I saw her. The better I looked, the better chance I had at convincing her to come back to me. So I finally settled on a nicer shirt that was casual but not fancy, plus it was her favorite one. I matched it with a pair of black pants with ripped knees and black boots.

Ather half hour of quiffing my hair and looking at myself nervously in the mirror later, I am ready to go. So I take the lift down to the parking garage and set to find my car. There was an empty space next to my vehicle where Adeline's car would've been, but she didn't have one at the moment. I was going to surprise her with a new one, one that she had been talking about for months, but sadly she left before I got the chance.

I hopped in and drove the seemingly short way to Louis' house, thinking over my words that I would say to her in my head the whole way there. When I got to Louis' place, I probably sat in my car for twenty minutes, anticipating the moment when I would finally work up the courage to go and talk to the love of my life.