"Damian."
Bloom whispered and exhaled in relief when she saw it was him.
Damian shut the door quickly behind him and sent a questioning look towards Bloom.
She swallowed the dryness in her throat as she thought of how to explain the whole situation. Damian's eyes were glued on Zayn, his jaw clenched and he quickly reached for his gun.
"I will be so disappointed if you don't remember me, nice to see you again. Your head looks bigger."
Zayn snickered and smiled at him.
"Wait, you know each other?" Bloom asked looking between them.
"No," Damian replied quickly.
"Yes," Zayn replied.
She gave them a confused look.
"My mistake, he looks familiar. I thought we've met before." Zayn said with a sly smile while Damian tried to suppress the hard look forming on his face.
"Oh. Zayn, this is my personal bo..."
"I know who he is Bloom, it's not my first time here."
Zayn said, cutting her off.
"Right," Bloom mumbled, holding back her glare.
"Damian, meet Zayn, he is...my...my..."
"Boyfriend," Zayn cut in with a smile.
Bloom gave Zayn a cold glare at his response and turned to look at Damian with a nervous smile. "You won't tell anyone right?" she asked Damian who was staring at Zayn with killer instincts.
"So, you've been the asshole treating her like shit? He is the reason for all those tears?" Damian asked stepping closer, his hands fisted.
"Damian, please," Bloom came to stand in front of him before he could get any closer to Zayn who was waiting for him to throw the first punch.
"He is just here to talk," she told him.
"If he tries anything stupid, call me," Damian said and she heard Zayn scoff behind her.
"I will. Promise me you won't tell anyone?" Bloom asked again, fear clouding her soft facial features.
"I won't. I will stay outside to stop anyone from coming in." Damian gave her a small smile and sent a warning look toward Zayn.
"I can stay here if you want, " Damian said to Bloom.
"No, I will be fine." She told him.
He hesitated as he kept looking at Zayn. He sighed and left the room.
"You should have let him hit me, I deserve it," Zayn said taking her hand and pulling her closer to him.
"Stop. This doesn't make any sense." She said and pulled her hand away from his grasp.
"I know, " he mumbled, folding his rejected hands.
"I still find this confusing. If I'm the same girl you wrote to I have to remember something, this can't be normal."
"I can help you remember." He told her.
"You already tried Zayn. I wanna find out what happened on my own."
"So, you don't wanna get back together?" he asked meeting her eyes.
"I don't know," she said looking away.
He turned away a bit disappointed and walked to the window to leave.
"Zayn..." she called. He stopped and looked back at her but she didn't know what to say to him.
He smiled softly at her and turned away. She moved closer to the windowpane and watched him climb down.
"Take all the time you need, Sunflower. I waited for five years, I can still wait."
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Boy With Love|COMPLETE|
Teen Fiction"Go home Bloom and don't return to this place." "You don't own this place and you don't have the right to tell me where to go and where not to!" She shouted. She was annoyed at how mean he was toward her. "Get this straight Bloom, someone like you d...
