Chapter 17

Zara's POV.

Everything that you've ever dreamed of, Dissappearing when you wake up, But there's nothing to be afraid of, Even when the night changes, It will never change, Me and you..

I looked over to Zayn as I sang along. I smiled as I adored his looks. Those brown eyes, shining in the traffic lights, are melting my heart. He has a slight smile on his face, which is making him look  even more adorable.

"What happened? ", Zayn said, turning his head towards me, with a grin on his face.

I snapped out of my thoughts and shaked my head," Nothing! I was just looking outside! "

I tried my best to hold in my laughter. I'm such an idiot!

" Oh! ", Zayn laughed.

I joined him and turned around to find Sasha snorring off.

I turned back and relaxed into my seat.

Each and every moment I spend with Zayn makes me happy. He makes me happy.

"We're here! ", Zayn smiled as he stopped the car in the parking lot.

It's raining!

I climbed out of the car and walked to the back of the car quickly.

" Zara, it's raining hurry up! ", Zayn called out to me, still sitting inside the car, trying to wake up Sasha.

I picked up my suitcase and started walking towards Zayn's side of the car.

" Hey babe! Come let's go to our room! " Sasha said from the other side of the car.

Zayn climbed out of the car, and we made our way to the hostel.

It started raining heavily by the time we reached halfway.

" Damn! I'm running now! Guys be quick! ", Sasha said to us and ran towards the building.

I couldn't do the same as I had the heavy suitcase in my hand.

The field is all wet, and it's getting kind of slippery.

Zayn looked at me and said," Hey I'll carry that you run towards the building. "

" No, it's okay! ", I smiled at him.

Zayn walked to my right side and took the suitcase from my hand.

" Now go! ", Zayn smiled.

Why does he have to be so cute all the time?

" Okay sir! ", I giggled.

I took my first step to run, but I slipped.

I grabbed Zayn's arm who was right behind me.

And both of us fell on the ground, Zaym on top of me.

Oh God.

I closed my eyes for a second and then reopened them to find Zayn still in his place, staring into my eyes.

I couldn't help but do the same.

I have been adoring  those eyes since the first day I met him, and now I felt like I was completely lost in them.

Zayn smiled slightly.

Just then a blurry face flashed in front of my eyes.

No.

I pushed Zayn, quickly got up, picked up my suitcase, and ran. I ran as fast as I could.

Tears streamed down my eyes as I rushed up the stairs.

I pushed open the door, walked inside and locked it.

Thank God Sasha isn't here.

I sat down against the door, and cried an ocean of tears.

Zayn's POV.

What the hell just happened?

I sat up from the ground and rushed to her hostel. I need to talk to her.

Did she think I was going to do something? That's why she reacted like that? No, no, no. I've ruined everything.

I climbed the stairs, two at a time and ran towards her room.

I panted as I reached outside her room.

I heard the sound of her cries. Yes I recognize it, she has cried in front of me before. But why is she crying so much?

Should I just leave her alone for a while?

No! I have to talk to her. I can't let her cry like that.

"Zara please open the door, I need to talk to you please! ", I shouted so that she could hear me from the other side.

No answer.

"Zara, please open the door."

No answer.

I am panicking now.

" Zara! Open the door for God's sake! ", I banged at the door harder.

" Zayn just leave me alone for a while. ", I heard her cracked voice from the other side.

" But can we talk please? ",  I pleaded.

I waited for her reply when I heard the knob moving, and she opened the door slightly.

I walked inside and looked at her.

A gasp left my mouth. Her eyes were bloodshot. More than they were that day.

What have I done?

She settled herself on the bed as I moved towards her slowly.

"Zara, I'm so sorry for whatever happened down there. I'm really sorry. ", I dared to speak up.

She didn't reply, neither did she look at me.

" Zara, I'm really sorry! ", I almost cried.

Seeing her like that, broke my heart. It was much more painful because I was the reason she was crying.

Zara lifted her head to look at me, and pat on her left side, gesturing me to sit.

I nodded and sat next to her, but at some distance.

"Zara, I'm sorry once again."

"It's not your fault Zayn. ", Zara said as she continued staring at the floor.

" Of course it is! I'm sorry. ", I replied.

"No Zayn, you are not the reason of these tears. And I can't tell you the actual reason."

Actual reason?

" What are you talking about? ", I frowned and looked at her.

" I can't. Please go sleep Zayn. ",  she said plainly.

My curiosity and my worry for her was at its peak right now.

" Please tell me what's bothering you Zara, please? ", I begged as I looked into her eyes, searching for an answer.

She sighed and covered her face with her palms.

I hesitated for a while, but then put my hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently.

" I'm here for you Zara, tell me? "

" Zayn, I'll tell everything. ", she said as she looked up at me.

" Yeah, I'm listening. ", I nodded.

Zara's POV.

It took every ounce of my courage to agree on telling him everything. I have to do it.

I wiped my eyes, and turned to face him.

" Okay,", I took a deep breath and started.

"I was in class twelve at that time. It was the month of December. There was this guy named George I had  crush on. And he knew how I felt about him. But the thing was he was kind of  playboy. He had already dated a lot of girls. At that time, he was single. So George and I used to converse a bit in class, like I always found an excuse to talk to him. So he was quite polite and all. I thought maybe he was also interested in talking to me. So I was quite happy about it. One day he came to me in the interval and said, 'Meet me in the warehouse after school.'  And I was all happy about it. So I immediately agreed. That day after school, I went to the warehouse. I walked into it and found George leaning against a table, with a grin on his face. I was happy. I thought he might be proposing me. So I walked upto him and asked him why had he called me here. He came close to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt a bit uncomfortable, so I asked him once again why had he called me here. He brought his face close to mine and smiled slightly. But what happened after that.. ",  a tear went down my face, and Zayn wiped it off. (hey guys! A major cliffhanger i know :p but I hope you guys liked the chapter. :)  but THANKU SO MUCH GUYS FOR 700+ READS!!its sick!!  Thanku fr reading my crappy story guys :p love you all xo)