I close the gate and turn to the corner. Only few illuminations and the moon is lighting a dark area. London seems so mysterious, unknown and full of secrets at night. It seems so creepy, I don’t like walking in the dark street alone at night. Suddenly I hear the voice of motorbike engine and I get more nervous, I start walking faster, looking for place to hide and avoid new problems, but it’s too late.
The motorbike slows down and starts to walk with me. I barely can walk and then I slowly look at it and when I recognize familiar face I feel relieved. I look at him with widen eyes. Thanks god that’s Zayn and not someone else. I don’t really trust him but I’m still happy it’s not anyone else such asshole that Jace is.
“Hurry up or you’re gonna be late for the cartoons.” He says with laughter and changes his gaze from the road to me. I want to tell him something but I can’t think of anything good. Few seconds later I have some ideas but I’ll look silly if I tell them now.
“I’ve always thought Barbies weren’t walking in the street at night.” He tells me with frown on his eyebrows. “Especially alone.” He adds. I take a deep breathe and cross my arms over my chest to stay warm.
“Do you know how many murders happen here? Few days ago here was murdered a girl aged like you.” I’m sure he’s lying and tries to scare me, but I guess he did it. Now I'm shivering not from the cold but the fear.
“Hmm… You’re so boring.” He says ironically. “I’m bored of you. Bye.” He says and I hear how voice of engine gets louder and Zayn’s bike quickly disappears.
When I realize he’s gone I start to get nervous, I felt safe with him, although he’s my first and the biggest danger.
In few seconds he turns around and brakes the bike. Then I hear noisy voice of engine and he rides towards me. My eyes are wide and legs are frozen to one place. I instinctly feel I should step sideways, but my body doesn’t conquest me. It’s too much for me in just one day.
I’m in panic and shock.
I looked the death in the eyes. I don't want to die young, I'm just 17. I know nothing about life, but want to. I want to fall in love, to have a family and so many other things. Oh god and dad?.. He really can't handle my death. There's a lot of thought on my mind.
Zayn brakes a motorbike in front of me and now instead of engine's voice I hear him loughing out loud.
"If you could look at yourself." He says laughing to the tears and holding his stomach with a hand.
But I don't find this funny at all. I finally take a shaky breathe I didn't know was holding. I take a hand to my heart and start crying.
I can't hear his laugh. I feel dizzy, maybe bacause of the shock or because I haven't breathed for a while. I feel Zayn's strong arms around me and then he holds me.
"It was just a joke." Zayn says with no guilty and then I feel so angry about him, I start to scream at the top of my lungs.
"I hate, I hate the day I came to London and met you, I hate it." I hit him in the chest and try to get him off of me, but he's stronger than me and holds me tightly. "Get off of me." I hit him for the last time, but he's so strong that my hits doesn't hurt him at all.
He makes me to sit, cups my face in his hands and then asks "Did you calm down?" I don't know what's going on with me but I quickly get off of him and slap him in the face. And then, when I realize what I've done, I run to the obscure direction.
In few moments his hands catch and hold me again. I toss, trying to run again, but I can't. I'm too weak and that's what pisses me of. I have absolutely nobody to keep me safe.
"Don't you think you've become too indulged?" He whispers in my ear. I feel anger in his tone and I want to run that's why I try for the last time.
"Hey, relax." He tells me and sets me against the wall.
"P-please don't h-hurt me." I beg him with closed eyes. In few seconds his body moves away from mine and I open my eyes.
"Sit on the bike." He tells me coldly.
I thought he was joking but no, he's acting very seriously. And I start to think about what Liam said to me 'He never lets anybody sit on his bike.'
"You don't let anybody sit on your bike." I whispered with a fear. I didn't recodnise my voice, but from his behavour I'm sure he heared it.
"My offer will be canceled in 10 seconds." He tells me coldly and starts to count on his fingers. I slowly go to him, he gives me his helmet and sits on the bike. I sit behind him and look for the place to hold him, I don't want to hold his waist and I finally decide to hold on the edge of the sit.
"Hold me, or you'll fall." He sighs and shakes his head. I slowly take hands from the seat and hold him. From a vibration of his chest I feel he grins,he feels pleasure by subordinating me.
Right after telling him my address he starts the bike and rides slowly, I guess he doen't want to frighten me again. In few moments I uncounsciously lean my head on his shoulders, I thought he'd fight and make me to take my head off but no, when he doesn't do it I hold on him densely and weaken.
I look up when he stops in front of my house. I get off the bike and torture to the helmet but I can't remove it. Suddenly I feel warm touch on my hands, I look up and collide with Zayn's brown eyes. I take my hand off and blush when he's soft, but roughly moving hands, touchs my skin and my whole body shivers. He unties strap and then helps me to remove the helmet.
"Goodbye." I whisper and then go to the house, I didn't think he'd follow me but he's coming with me. I start to get fussy, is he really going to the house? I stop at the door and turn to him. He's really, really close to me. I lean the door to keep distance between us, but he puts both of his hands on the door and deadlocks me. I'm scared, really scared.
"Why are you trembling?" He says and grins. I feel the warm air, that comes out of his breathe, on my face. My heart starts beating for hundred times in a minute and fear grows when he touchs my ear with his lips.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" He whisperes, I close my eyes and take a breath.
"Th-thank you." I mumble, he shakes his head and grins.
"No, I don't get thanks this way." He takes one of his hands form the door, takes my hair away from my face, tilts head down and kisses me on the angel of my lips. I creep and my eyes almost drop out. I've never been kissed this way, he's almost touched my lips!
"See you soon." He whisperes with deep voice, then sits on his bike and darts away in a second.
I go into the house with disorder in my head and run upstairs. I lie down and touch the place, he kissed me on. I'm so confused, why did he do this?
"Damn!" I scream. "And why did I enjoy this so much?"
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Secret (1969)
Fanfiction"When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me." _____________________________ The story includes dirty scenes and if you don't love this kind of stories then don't read.
