The Life Of A Muslim Girl{Completed}

Chapter 18

Alisha's POV

He just walks away from me without a word. It hurts so much. A thousand of pins are in my heart and many more keep going in. The tears don't stop they come everytime. I run behind him and stand infront of him. His face down, not looking at me. His eyes were red. He hasn't slept for days. He cried. His lips had a cut. Like someone punched him.

"What happen?" I ask him still crying. He hugs me. Burries his face in my neck and cries. He's crying. Guys don't cry right. They never cry. They only cry when they are hurt. Why is he hurt? His grip tightening around my waist. My hands in his hair. His grip so tight that I wince in pain. But i let that pain wash away. What matters is his pain. I don't want to pull away but I had to. I had to know all the answers.

"Zayn what happen?" I ask him softly. He grabs my arms and brings his face closer to mine.

"Why? Why do you love me? Why do you still love me after all that I have done to you. I hurt you. How could you still love me? Why Alisha? Why?" If this hadn't been a serious conversation I would have laughed right now. He looks at me with anger. His fingers digging into my skin and tears form from the pain I'm getting.

"Zayn my arm..." I say, but he watches me with anger.

"Tell me!" His voice loud and shivers went down my spine.

"Why Alisha? I hurt you so much. You shoudn't love after what I have done to you!" His voice getting higher with every word. He takes my arm and pull up the sleeve of the abaya to reveal the scars.

"This. These cuts! I'm the reason for them!" He says and leaves my hand. I coudn't stop crying.

"I don't deserve you! You deserve some one else." He says and grab me by waist. His eyes filled with anger. His grip harsh on my waist. He looks deep into my eyes, which got me scared.

"Don't marry me. Marry someone else." With that he pushes me aside and leave. I cry. Cry really loud. I fall to the ground because of the weakness and the words he said. I look at him. He's standing there looking at me. But he turns and leaves. I manage to stand and run up to him. It's my turn to yell at him. I run and go infront of him again. This time I take a step closer to him. 

"I love you because my heart told me to. I love you because I pushed all the negative thoughts aside and the positive at the front. You're the reason I wake up everyday. Once I read a quote 'If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders' and that's what I did. It would always go to you!" I say it all out loudly. Tears were in his eyes. I took his face in my hands, gazing into those eyes that i love more than anything.

"Love doesn't need an explanation. Love just happens." I say and kiss his forehead. I lace our fingers together. Our hands fit like puzzles. Pieces of puzzles that were meant to fit together. I look at our hands and I could see his knuckels had bruise. It was red, and a bit black. I look up at him. I'm gonna ask about this when we get home.

"I will always love you and that will never change." I say.

"Come lets go" I take him to my car and head home. I know mom told me not to invite zayn but there is no way i would leave him all on his own. We get to the car. The whole car ride was silent. Only the sounds of our breathing could be heard. We reach home. I turn on the heater as soon as we enter. Zayn haven't said a word yet. I take him to the kitchen and tell him to sit on the counter so that i can heal all his bruises. I bring two small white towel.  I fill a big bowl with hot water and dip a part of the towel in it and clean his knuckles and he wince.