Learn To Trust Me Again - A One Direction/Zayn Malik Fan Fiction

Learn To Trust Me Again - A One Direction/Zayn Malik Fan Fiction

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Maybe you haven't heard of the name Lilah. Or Lyla. Well, it is an Iranian name. Maybe you haven't even heard of Iran. Some haven't. It's a country in the Middle East, next to Iraq and Pakistan. Lilah is her Iranian name, pronounced Lee-Laah. But everyone (apart from her mum) calls her Lyla, pronounced Lie-lah. It means night. Life was going so well for Lyla. She had a place at Cambridge University, and had five of the most amazing friends: Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn. But Zayn wasn't only her friend. He was her other half, the love of her life. And the most amazing thing was, he felt the same way. But then she had to go. Her brother, Darius, had to fight in the war in Iran, so their mother, Darius and Lyla left London for the warzone. Lyla didn't want to go, and she didn't want to say goodbye. So, she snuck away in the Night, in the Lilah, leaving notes for her great friends. But, there is a very important saying: If you love someone, set it free, and if they love you too, they will come back.
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Hi. I'm Katerina. But all my friends call me Kat. I'm 20 years old. My parents are dead. I got adopted when I was eight. And when I was 16 I moved out. I liked the mother that adopted me but the dad was a drunk and when he was he was a abusive. I have a scar from when he struck me with his beer bottle. So me and my mom moved out and went to live on our own. Almost six months after we moved out she had a heart attack and died. So then I needed a place to stay, I couldn't pay my bills, buy food, or find a good paying job. And that's when I met Niall Horan. He's my boyfriend now. And then Niall let me move in with his family for awhile. I stayed in his sister Charlotte's room. Or at least it was his sisters room. She died in a car accident. So I had the room to myself. I met his friends Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry. Then all the boys and me decided to buy our own house. This story starts just after we got moved in. ***Needs MAJOR editing because I wrote this in like 8th grade***

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