Uncradled Love *A Z.M. AU*

Chapter eight

Sarah's P.O.V.

I woke up in a comfy bed. I examined and found an unfamiliar room fully and beautiflly furnished, painnted cream and red on one wall. I got up and sat on the bed. I found my wallet and keys on the night-stand. Just then the door cracked open and an old woman entered the room. She walked over to me with a tray in her hands. She had grey hair and short height. She sat on the bed's edge and handed me a cup filled with coffee, I guess. I took it graciously and she spoke,

"My name is Lydia. Lydia Watson. I found you passed out in the front of my bakery on footpath so I shifted you to my home."

"So nice of you,Ms. Watsn. That means a lot." I answered smiling and continued sipping my coffee.

"You can stay here if you do me a favour?" She whispered as if she was embarassed to ask this question.

"Yes sure." I answered calmly.

"I need a waitress for my bakery please?" She said in a pleading and yet questioning tone this time.

"Yeah sure sure. I was gonna ask you the same. Thanks a lot." I replied smiling ear to ear.

"Go and bring your stuff here if you want to." She stood up smiling.

"Okay." I got up and packed my wallet and mobile in  the pockets of my shorts.

"Ma'am which street is this?" I asked her. She turned around and smiled,

"7".

It means just a street away from Zayn's home. I walked down to his home and found the door open. I entered and realised that no one was there. Anyhow, I shrugged it off and brought my suitcase back to Ms. Watson's home.

Yes,this was the start of my new life.

Zayn's P.O.V. (Previous night)

I ran as long and as fast I could to find her. But, she was nowhere to be seen. After giving up, I ended up being in the park and staying up all night. I cursed myself for letting her go. I missed the love in those pair of blue eyes. I missed the slurred words coming out from those pink plump lips. Yes, I missed her. The echoes of her sweet voice calling my name filled my ears and her smiling face appeared before my eyes everytime I tried to close them.

I didn't want to go home so I got up and started walking aimlessly in the streets. I was obsessed with her but I wasn't admitting it that I love her. The most dangerous kind of love is the one that you even hide from youself and it kills you from inside. That was happening with me. I was broken and the tears were threatening to fall from my eyes but I wasn't admitting it. How stupid and selfish I am?

All of a once, a bright light flashed in my eyes making me blind and then everything blacked out.

Yes, that was a car speeding fully...!