Lovely - A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

16. Not a gentleman - II

The night didn't turn out to be how Zayn imagined it would be. Trance taking over, brain running in circles and bodies grinding, no emotions involved, no strings attached just spending an incredible night together. Not even addressing each other after 9 am in the morning. But no, that was all gone in a moment when he felt a formidable rush of the one girl he wanted to lay on his bed. Still standing at the back of the shady alley, sounds of banging speakers were heard and the only thing he did was ran hands through his hair which were some what messed up in the club.
Was it frustration? Was it lust? Was it sorrow? He didn't know. As he said no one in the world made him feel guilty of his doings over these years and this unknown girl comes out of the blue and puts him into the same maze he escaped from years ago. How? He had only one way to find out.

(Shirley's POV)

My wrist and lower back was aching bad as hell. I couldn't feel it at some point. When I took a look at my wrist it was bruised with faded red marks. I didn't think of anything but rush home as soon as I can but I can't bother anyone with my pain so I decided to leave alone. Nora saw me leaving the party and immediately stopped me in my tracks.
"Lily, are you heading home?" I nodded rubbing my wrist a little but I made sure she didn't notice it.
"Okay I'm coming with you. Let's go." I stopped her,
"No need, I can go Nora plus you can't leave your victory party because of me."
"Lily don't argue with me on this. I'm coming with y-" I cut her off by assuring her that I'll take Stacy with me, she agreed and told me to call her when I reach home. I walked out of the club but I lied about the whole Stacy thing because Stacy already went home before. I am glad that Nora didn't know that.

I needed to empty my mind so I just decided to walk home. The night breeze was a bit rigorous, suddenly I felt a drop of water on my cheek, when I looked up it started drizzling. I didn't bother though cause I thought at least the rain would help clearing my mind. I know it's literal but I couldn't think of anything else. I let the rain shower over me and walked my way without uttering a word just collecting the thoughts which were constantly disturbing my mind. The thought of him. 'Z'. Zayn. That word stuck like a leech. I could still picture his face with full of greed, how his whiskey irises were dilating burning holes in me. I was afraid at the sight of him staring at me like that. I thought he was different from others but I guess I got it wrong. Pete's not been contacting me ever since he went out of town. I miss him, I miss us.

Slowly the rain started to get a little heavier than before. I would hear the sound of droplets around. There was no range for contacting so I just walked but then suddenly in the midst of the water droplets I heard gradual noises of motorbikes. It was like someone was following me. I looked in the front and kept walking but the noise was heard more clear so I looked down not willing to confront anyone. I already had enough of it tonight.

I heard a loud friction with the sound of splashing of water on the road, someone would've got down from their vehicle right in front of me, it was quiet freezing now that I was totally drenched in rain. I had my eyes down, my teeth were shivering and the water was running through my lower lip. I looked up to see a black motorbike, flashing it's headlight towards the road and the man was removing his helmet. After he removed it, I saw his hair and how the shade of green was merging with his roots. He looked at me with the same look and instead of reacting on it I remained still. Frozen. Still shivering from the wetness, I was turning around not to mention I was done with this guy. But what stopped me was the loud noise of the horn of his bike. I flinched at that a bit. I turned around slowly and he was already inches away from me.

"Why are you following me? Don't you have anywhere else to go than chase-"
"I ain't fuckin' chasing ya" he uttered while gritting his teeth.
"Oh really, so y-you just accidentally came across m-me." I stuttered due to the weather.
"It'd be better if you talk less cause you ain't able to do that anyway." He said nonchalantly. I looked up at him with a serious face.
"Let me make this clear to ya, no one I repeat, no one has the right to put me in guilt like you did." He added while stepping one step closer to me. I felt anger rushing through my veins but I kept calm. After hurting me he has the audacity to talk like that.
"You should feel it though. What you did to me was inappropriate and condescending. I am not some of your toys who you'll use and then throw away."
"Trust me you were." He said and I was shaken by that. He was about to use me? I noticed a slight twitch on his mouth but it quickly disappeared when I pushed him away, but the same moment he grabbed my wrist and put it behind my back pulling me towards him. I was trapped in his tight grip, again.