Boy With Love|COMPLETE|

NINE

It was past two in the morning and Bloom laid on her bed wide awake, unable to catch any sleep.

She rolled restlessly from one edge of the bed to the other, her heart won't stop racing and she couldn't stop the stupid smile tugging at her lips.

She stood up and decided to stretch, hoping it will stress her out and make her fall asleep. She sat on the floor after a few minutes of stretching her arms and legs. She grabbed one bottle of water and drank the whole content.
She laid on the floor with a sigh and stared at the ceiling.

"You were never a bait. I hope someday you will remember everything. Goodbye Sunflower "
It replayed in her head numerous times since he left.

"Why did he have to say his goodbye that way?" She groaned throwing her feet in the air.

"Sunflower," She whispered with a stupid smile.
She placed a hand on her chest and sighed softly, she stared at the necklace and smiled again.

"Don't be an idiot, you can't trust him. He wants to kill your Dad and you will be a big fool to fall for all that," she mumbled and brushed her hair back with her hands.

She went back to bed and tried to force herself to sleep, she kicked her comforter off in exasperation.

"Get yourself together, he is probably snoring in his bed right now with his girlfriend," She tried to convince herself.

She pulled the comforter up to her head and stared into space, something clicked in her head.

"....I hope someday you will remember..."

"Remember what?"
She wondered. He behaved as if she knew him but she was certain they first met at the party. She spent the next few minutes mulling over the word and soon she dozed off.

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Zayn stood under the shower with different thoughts running through his head. The warm water rolled down his taut muscles to the drain. He sighed in frustration and brushed his wet hair back. Did he make the right decision to let her go and forget about everything?

It broke a part of him that everything he expected to happen was the opposite. He punched the tiled wall and hissed at the pain.

He turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. He was at the apartment he shared with Taylor which was in the middle of the city and far from his crazy neighborhood. It was quiet and less dangerous here, a little peace from all the frenzy he endured every day.

He only slept at the apartment when he was in a bad mood and didn't want to be around his kid sister.

He dried his body and his damped hair. He slipped on black sweatpants that hung loosely around his waist displaying his prominent v-line. He walked to the small kitchen in the apartment, he opened the cabinet and grabbed the cereals pack and a bottle of milk from the fridge.

He sighed at the curls that fell on his forehead still dripping water. The front door opened and Taylor walked in.

"Bro, where the hell have you been, and what happened to your phone?"

Zayn scooped one spoon of his cereals and put it in his mouth, ignoring Taylor's presence.

"It's midnight and you're taking cereals?" Taylor snickered and came to sit in front of him.

"Are you okay? We were worried about you, man."

"I told you guys I can take care of myself," he grumbled.

"Okay, where were you?"

"Somewhere, " Zayn hissed.

"You were with Bloom, isn't it?" Taylor asked with a smirk but he didn't answer.