One Blind Lie (Zayn Malik Fanfiction) (On Hold probably forever)

5: It Wasn't Just An Accident.

"What's wrong love?" Zayn said as he got up and pulled me towards the couch.

I shake my head. "Nothing." I said trying to spread a smile across my face. 

"Are you sure?" He said looking into my eyes.

"I'm positive." I reply swallowing the fear away. 

He nods his head still not convinced, "So what do you want to do now?" He asks.

I shrug my shoulders. 

"Do you want to go home?" He asks.

I nodded my head. "Yes, please." I said.

He got up and held out his hand and pulled me up, we walked outside holding hands walking on the sidewalk.

"Did you want to stay?" I ask.

"Nah." He replies. "It was getting boring anyways." He said.

"Why?" I ask confused.

"Because you weren't having any fun from the looks of it." He points out while putting his arm around me. 

I smiled a little but I didn't reply. "Where to now?" I ask

"I'll walk you home, since Niall's to drunk to drive." He said with a chuckle.

"Isn't it usually you that's to drunk?" I ask with a giggle.

He shrugs his shoulders and chuckled a little.

We walked home, I unlocked the door and we went inside. 

"Are your parents home?" Zayn asks.

I shoke my head. "Away on busniss trips."  I said sitting down on the couch. "Sit." I add.

He sat down beside me and put his arm around me. "What do your parent's work?" He asks sounding interested.

"My mom's a lawyer or something, and I don't know what my dad works." I pause. "Actually, I think he's spending the night at my uncle's house since he's sick and not married." I said.

"Oh. So are you always home alone then?" Zayn asks.

"Mostly, whenever Aiden's not around." I said leaning my head onto his chest.

"Is it hard?" He paused. "Since your blind?" He asks.

"Not really." I said. 'Even though I'm not really blind.' I add inside my head.  

"Wow. If I was blind, I'd probably be all over the place." Zayn said with a chuckle.

I chuckled back. Me too Zayn. Me too..

***

I woke up in the same position and Zayn was beside me sleeping. So I quickly opened my phone, and checked my texts. The texts I received last night were real. It wasn't just in my imagination. It was real. There was somebody after me, for some fucking apparent reason. How would anybody find out? I mean, I am a pretty good liar. Like seriously, nobody has ever suspected a thing.. Well my doctor's have.. Wait. Maybe it's my doctor? No. I haven't seen him since I was like 10. Anyways, its probably somebody who literally hated me all their life and I'm to lazy to think of anybody right now, besides I could guess half the people in the world and not one of them would be right.  I quickly shut my phone, and put it back in my pocket, and woke Zayn up. 
Finally after like.. what?
The tenth try, he woke up.

"Oh. Sorry." Zayn mumbles.

I rolled my eyes. "Zayn. I have school tomorrow. So I kind of have to finish my home work." I said, with a quiet groan.