UnEvLo (Unconditional Everlasting Love)

Chapter 9

"Zayn!" I shout on top of my lungs looking down the window. But nothing comes to my view. He is nowhere to be seen.

"Zayn?" I whisper worriedly as my legs start to tremble.

"Zayn?"

"Where-where are you?" My eyes start to become wet as the memory, the horrible memory churned my heart. The memory I didn't want to relive. The memory which makes my throat run dry every time I remember it. The memory which I had kept in the dark corner of my heart.

"Stephen...." A whimper left my mouth as I move one step back away from the window.

"Whoop!"

I jump at the sudden hollo near my ear. I turn around to see Zayn standing in front of me, showing me his full white toothed smile. But as he sees my trembling tear stained face, his expression changes from smiling to a concerned one.

"Alicia. Hey, I was just kidding." He says coming closer to me. Seeing him in front of me, instead of being relaxed, my blood boiled as agitation was clearly visible on my face.

"Who do you think you are Mr. Zayn Malik?" I push him on his chest with both of my hands. The stars fell on the floor and he slightly got jolted backwards. He is taken aback, his shocked eyes watch me. My mind was not in the state to think what I'm doing. All I can think about was him. His stupid act. He could have fallen down and Jesus! I don't want to even think further. The same could have happened again. My tears start flowing mercilessly at the terrible thought and that is when my anger crossed the boundary.

"Tell me! You think your stupid ambushing pleases me? If yes, then you are absolutely wrong Mr. I'm-always-right." I shout pushing him again. My mind is stuck to that particular day when my world shattered. All my subdued emotions, my hard-work to hide my anguish fails this time.

"Alicia. Calm down. I was jus--" He murmurs in disbelief and utter shock before I cut him.

"What if you really would have fallen down? What if you got injured?" I take a pause and clear my vision by rubbing my eyes.

"What did you want to show by doing that? Do you think it's cool to come through the window into someone's room?" I feel suffocated due to resistive exertion of air. But I continue.

"It might be a joke to you but not to me!" I once again shout and try to hit him but this time his hands hold my wrists tightly in place. Exhaustion takes the toll over me.

"Alicia. Relax. I'm okay. It's oka--" He tries to calm me down. He looks utterly perplexed at the new me and I cut him yet again.

"No, It's not okay. It is not!" He is getting under my skin so easily. Frustration, despair, anger takes over me. The last day and that unlucky day...it's all a mixture of hurtful emotions and I want nothing but someone to hold me tightly, telling me it's okay.

"You control freak--" I try to get out of his grip and struggle to clutch his shirt's collar when...

"Alicia! Mind your language." He shouts at me this time and slightly pushes me back still holding my wrists.

"Did you mind your language yesterday?" I reason with him again trying to clutch his collar in exasperation.

"Alicia! Stop it. What the hell is happening to you?" He moves my hands away from his shirt as we both starts grappling with each other.

"I hate you!"

"Alicia, I said stop!" He yells pushing me hard against the wall and my back hit the wall with great force.

"Don't yell at me!" I cry. My hands are on either side of my head under his grip pressed against the wall. His dreadful and somewhat shocking gaze was piercing through my eyes. I retorted back the same gesture looking straight in his eyes. God knows for how long we remained in that position, staring into each other's eyes.