Zayn Malik had always been particularly strange. He was quiet. He kept to himself. He had no friends. He had a strange obsession with antique objects, especially dolls. One late, lonely, rainy night, Zayn finds an abandoned looking antique shop. He finds the most beautiful doll he had ever seen inside. It's small. It's fragile. It's a sweet boy with platinum hair. It has white milky skin and incredible blue eyes. And Zayn falls in love with the doll. Soon it's everything to him. He can't live without it. He won't sleep without it. He wishes it was real. Oh how he wishes. And one lonely, stormy night, very similar to the night he had bought the doll, it happens. Zayn get what he's been wanting for so long now. The doll comes to life.