Chapter seven

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Zayn's P.O.V.

I locked home and went to the park with Sarah. How funny is it that a stupid park can bring you back billions of memories? I used to play with Safaa there, I took Chocolate to a walk there, I spent my painful evenings there. There I cried, I smiled, I laughed, I ran, I walked, I jogged and starred at the blue sky; sometimes glancing at the sun and sometimes,counting the stars. But no...right now all that matters was the person walking beside me. I starred at her and all the events flashed on my inner eyes. How she was embarassed when she saw me shirtless? How she stutters when she talks to me? How her body shakes when I hold her? But I became sad when I remembered her crying her eyes out and her cheeks damn wet with salty tears.

"Zayn. Hey?" She waved her hand in front of my eyes.

"Y-Y-Yes," I stuttered again.

"What I was talking to you about?" She asked raising her eyebrow.

"Ummm..." I scratched the back of my neck and kept silent.

"Oh..okay. You weren't listening. Admit it." She spoke up after some seconds.

"Yes...I admit." I mumbled looking down at my shoes.

"We're here." She squealed.



I looked up and found myself in the park. I looked at her and a smiled found its way to dance on my lips. I inserted my hands in my pockets and started walking with her.

"Zayn." I heard her voice.

"Yes?" I replied looking at her.



By then, we were under the shade of a big oak tree.

"Can I ask you one thing?" She asked fidgeting with her thumbs.

"Sure. Go on." I assured her kind of curious.

Sarah's P.O.V.



"Sure. Go on." He said in an assuring tone.

I gathered up all my courage and muttered,

"Why do you stare at me always?"

I continued looking at my feet because I was afraid to look in those brown eyes. Those made me melt.

Suddenly and swiftly, I felt a finger pulling my face up. I closed my eyes tightly and felt his heavy breathe hitting my face. That gave me my answer. He liked me. He liked me more than a sister's bestfriend. I dared to open my eyes and felt his forehead resting on mine and his beautiful eyes focusing my face.

"Wanna know why?" He asked in a deep voice.

I nodded.

"Because..." He spoke but stopped.



"No, I can't do it. It's wrong." He stepped back mumbling to himself.



I felt decieved. I felt broken. I felt like my only support was gone and I don't have to live anymore. I lost my aim. My life.

He stepped back and shook his head left to right. I felt tears building up in my blue eyes and I let them flow down my cheeks. I ran out of the park totally out of my senses. I ran through the streets and sobbed. I could hear my own hiccups getting wild. Tired, I sat on a footpath and took my head in my hands. Last thing I remembered was sleeping on the hard floor. On the road's footpath.

Zayn's P.O.V.



I stopped in my tracks. Reality hit me in my face and I stepped back. I knew what I was going is wrong. It's wrong to love my sister's bestfriend. But I know I'm so hopelessly in love just like Louis said. Before I knew, she was running out of the park, out of my sight and maybe, out of my life.  I didn't follow her. You ask why?

Becuase I was frozen. I couldn't make a move. I slid down the fat thick bark of the tree and sobbed, not even knowing why.



I was mad at myself. I just wanted to take a gun and shoot myself in the brain. My thoughts were killing me and eating me up from inside. I knew it was against my rules to love. Moreover, it was against my family's and society's rule to love my sister's bestfriend.  Yes, its right that she is the most beautiful girl of our school without makeup. She's always normal and not wearing dresses or slutty short clothes. But, its still wrong in many ways.

All the boys of my class wanted to hang out with her but she paid no heed to them. Never.

But......she was different with me. She paid attention to me. She talked to me and let me hold her. Why?

Maybe because.....because she loves me too. More than a bestfriend's brother.

Yes, she loves me and I love her too. That's all. I got up, ruffled up my hair and wiped my tears with the back of my hand.

I never cried but I did it for her. Another sign of true love.

I ran to my full speed to find her. To find my love, my girl.

A/N:-
I know like thousands of POV changes in a single chapter but I assure you that was necessary. So....

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