Accidentally In "Luv" (Completed)

Chapter 21

 “Yeah Faraz I’m on my way.. Had it not been for some idiots here with me I would have already reached by now” smirks Zayn as he looks at me and Harry and talks on his phone. I punch his shoulder for calling us “idiots”.

“I’ll see you in 10” he says as he ends the call.

We drive on for like 5 minutes when we notice a guy frantically shaking his hands trying to get a lift. Except for our vehicle and the car ahead, there are no other cars on the road. The car ahead zooms past the guy.

“I think we should help him” I tell Zayn as we near the guy.

“No we’re not. We have a party to go to” replies Zayn flatly.

“How inconsiderate! What if you were in his place Zayn?” I ask him.

“I’m not , I’m Zayn Malik I’ll never be in his place” says Zayn.

“Besides love.. umm ..we don’t know him.. he could be a criminal so we should probably go to the party” butts in Harry.

“Harry!!” I exclaim “he’s not a criminal just look at him” I say as I look towards the guy as we drive even nearer to where he’s standing. He’s a young guy, maybe in his mid twenties.

“Zayn.. stop! We need to help him” I say as our truck passes the poor dude outside.

Zayn pulls his breaks suddenly and I’m pushed ahead but thanks to the seat belt I’m pulled back to the seat. I narrow my eyes at Zayn who just shrugs. I get out of the truck & he does the same. We walk back, towards the guy.

Now that he’s closer I notice him properly. He’s an average heighted blond haired guy wearing a pair of plaid pyjama shorts & hoodie along with home slippers. He sports a pair of black thick rimmed nerdy glasses. He looks like a pretty decent guy.

“Hello I’m Eliza and he’s Zayn ” I introduce us.

“Hi.. I’m Matt Hudson” says the guy.

“What’s wrong?” asks Zayn coming straight to the point.

“My car broke down .. and.. uh.. my wife.. she’s having a baby &.. I need to get to the hospital as soon as possible!” exclaims Matt frantically.

“Alright where’s your wife?” I ask as I ignore the look of ridicule Zayn’s giving me.

“Right here” says Matt as he opens his car’s passenger seat door.

I take a step forward when Zayn yanks me back holding my upper arm.

“Eh.. just give us a moment” Zayn says with a fake smile and holds up his index finger. He drags me back towards the Hummer.

“What do you think your doing?” he whisper yells.

“Helping them?” I reply.

“You don’t even know them. What if they are thieves or murderers?” Zayn asks alarmed.

I look back at the guy and see him looking towards us with confusion and panic.

“What if they’re not? What if they genuinely require help?” I ask concerned.

He looks at me for a minute and then back at Matt as if debating with himself what to do.

“Fine. We’ll help them” he finally gives in.

We walk back to Matt and I notice the lady sitting inside. Her blond hair tied into a messy bun and she’s wearing pink pyjama pants and a white long t-shirt which fits tightly over her gigantic tummy.