Lovely - A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

21. odd ways are his ways.

Zayn was ready with his little plan of the talk he's supposed to have with Shirley. But he still needs to prepare himself of the probable consequences, like her escape and screaming. The plan may not seem to be pretty, as people would see it, but it's zayn's plan and they're obviously not pleasing.

After the funeral,
10.30pm.

He's standing near her house, he parked his bike somewhere along the way. Sighing for the last time, he searches for a backdoor to get in, but there was none. So he came back to where he was earlier, but he was too stubborn to step back. He went up to the window by climbing through the planks on the wall and what not he searched to climb up. As soon as his hand reached the pane, he opened it and entered with a low thud.

But there was no one in the room, the room was Shirley's he could say, but she wasn't there, where's she? He thought but immediately widened his eyes when he heard clicking of the door knob. He went behind the door sticking himself to the wall, the very moment the door opened. There was Shirley with a glass of water and a tablet in her hand but she didn't notice the figure standing behind the door.

Taking an advantage of this and being quick in his movements, he removed the bandit hat from his pocket and slid it down the girl's head, with a swift move. She screeched at the sudden contact of a cloth as there was no eye or mouth opening, but it was ventilated enough. The glass fell down from her hands and the boisterous sparkling noise echoed in the room resulting in, her feet rising from the floor with a hand snaking her lower back and shoulders.

She was picked up by some stranger so she kept shouting but it was futile. The kidnapper doesn't seem to have an effect on him, she was brought down to the living room and heard the main door clicking open.
"Leave me alone, go away!!" Her voice was a little cranky due to the cloth. She kept releasing herself by pushing his chest away but nothing could make him budge.

Nothing is going the right way, she thought.

Within a few minutes she was placed on a seat. It maybe a two wheeler seat, but who could have done this? She wasn't sure of what was happening but her instincts were constantly inclining towards that it might be someone she knows but she ignored them.

After a few minutes of driving they reached to an unknown destination. Zayn knew about the place as it used to be the old warehouse for drugs they sold there. But Fred changed the location hence, it was empty, even the smell vanished and smelt like wood and rust. It was quiet isolated thus was safe enough to have a conversation, according to Zayn. He picked her up again and they both entered the warehouse, he didn't want to talk while she was all blind otherwise she would run away so he did all the effort of not screwing up from his side.

He gently placed her down, as there was only one bulb light beaming in the whole he removed the bandit hat from her head and stepped back in the shade. As soon as the hat was removed she quickly adjusted her vision and turned around frantically.
"Who's there?!"

There came Zayn, hands in his pockets stepping in the light, in her vision looking at her intently yet again. She was shocked to see that it was HIM.

"Who do you think you are?!" She yelled at him while pacing towards him and shoving him away.

"You have been nothing but a headache to me ever since I first saw you. Why are you doing this?! Can't you just leave me alone!!?" He kept his silence, he wants to let her finish first.

"You have always been agonizing and kept hurting me one way or another and now here you are kidnapping me to do god knows what. I had nothing to do with you still you just hop in my life! Why?!!"

He came a little closer and could see tears streaming down her face.

"I already have enough things to care about I don't want another please just leave me alone. Most importantly, learn to have decent conversations with people unlike this." She said politely before leaving but was stopped by the same person.