My eyes open groggily and am immediately attacked with the bright sun light coming into the room. I shut my eyes and open them again slowly trying to adjust them to the sunlight.
Scenes from last night play into my mind like a movie and I silently thank God again for keeping Aliya safe.
"Shh, Aditi, you're fine....Aliya is fine. You're both safe." Zayn coos in my ear as he holds me tight, wrapping his arms around me. I am on the floor and I just couldn't stand up.
"Shit! You're shaking, Aditi. Please calm down, love." Zayn speaks softly, rocking me back and forth.
I haven't been able to stop crying. I am sweating and shivering at the same time. I feel like my whole system's gone haywire.
Nothing happened.
Aliya is fine.
I am fine.
My mind keeps reminding me of the reality. But a part of it keeps flashing Aliya body cold on the floor with her blood pooling around.
I cry harder and Zayn holds me even tighter.
"Aditi, darling, please. Stop crying sweetheart. I'm here....I won't let anything happen to you or Aliya."
I don't remember how I fell asleep or how I got into the bed. But I'm sure Zayn wouldn't have left my side.
"What happened exactly?" Aliya's voice sounding clear through the closed door.
"I honestly have no idea. First, she made me drive from the gala all the way here. She was worried that something had happened to you. I asked her a few times, but she wouldn't tell me what happened. Then when we reached here and saw that you were alright, she had a panic attack. She was crying non-stop, shaking, shivering and sweating too. You have no idea of how much time it took me to calm her down. She drained out and fell asleep. "
"Something had happened to me? But I was here the entire time. Nothing happened. "
"I know. But she obviously thought you were in some kind of a danger. Why would she get tensed then?"
"She didn't say anything?"
"No, not a word."
It goes silent in the hall. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. It had to be Tom, who else would do such a thing? But how come I didn't recognize him in the waiter's hat? I should've recognised him in an instant. There's something wrong. But if it wasn't Tom, then who was he?
I hear the knob turn and I open my eyes to look who it was.
Aliya enters and her eyes widen as she looks at me.
"You're awake?" Her voice soft and calm.
"Yeah." I reply and get up slowly, swinging my legs over the edge. I notice that I'm not in the dress I wore last night. I'm wearing one of my long pyjama shirts.
"Who changed my dress?" My voice sounding horse because of all the crying.
"Zayn, I think."
I nod my head in response. Usually, I'd freak out or maybe get a little pissed. But right now, I just don't care. I'm too exhausted from last night's events.
I stand up slowly, my legs feeling a little wobbly. I walk over to the bathroom attached to my room. Closing the door behind me, I rest my hands on either side of the basin and look up at the mirror. My reflection looks as horrible as I feel. Red puffy eyes with dark circles underneath, mascara all over my cheeks, hair messed up. I let out a sigh. I get rid of the shirt and panties and enter the shower cubical. Turning on the hot water knob, I let it wash away all my worries and anxiety, hoping that it'll make me feel better.
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FanfictionCompleted✅ ***WARNING***Contains sexual content, graphic violence, drug abuse, rape and strong language. "So I guess this is goodbye then." I turn around and see Harry with a black suitcase. "It was nice meeting you, Harry. You'll never know...we mi...