Simple Complications

The world famous pop sensations Niall Horan and Zayn Malik's lifes are about to be turned upside down, as two girls from different worlds walk straight into their perfect life's. Nana, who's an average 16 years old girl, makes Niall fall head over heels in love with her - but what if Nana's not ready for the commitment yet? And what about the Emily, that Zayn helped out one night, and now lives on his couch?
But most important, what happens when they get into some ''simple complications'' ?

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6. A strangers home - Zaily

He stopped for a second, to take time to look at me. Then he pressed his lips together to a hard thin line, and took the last steps down the stairs. "You look nicer than before," He said, and sent me the elevator look. It didn't sound like a compliment to be honest. I just stood there, on the floor, in a stangers livingroom, without the courage to speak. My mouth was shut, and my eyes wide open, looking at him. 
He shook his head and sighed, "For god sake, say something," He mumbled, probably not expecting me to hear it. I opened my mouth, but was too scared to let any words slip out of it. He made his was past me, and my eyes were glued to his back, as he made his was through the huge livingroom, and into the opening in the wall, into the kitchen. As he disappeared into the kitchen, I breathed out - not in relief. I felt so unsure about how I should act around him. I turned my head to the right, and looked out of the wall, which actually was a huge window, with a glass door. I tried not to drop my jaw
His garden was lighted up, which made it look fancier than I ever had imagined. The guy must have been extremely rich. Some light blue lights were reflecting the water in the pool, in the windows. I didn't dare to take a step closer to the glass wall, afraid to maybe make him mad, even though he wasn't in the room. 
In the corner of his living room a sculpture stood, it was a glass figure on some pedestal. It was beautiful, in some oval shape. My eyes moved from the sculpture and back to the huge windows, just to see the swimming pool lighted up i beautiful lights. My stomach turned, not in an ill way, but when I realized that this guy had been kindhearted to help me, I mean... People like this, people that had it all, they usually didn't help others, did they? Or maybe I was wrong. 

I let myself sink down on the couch, and was comforted by the softness of the material and pillows. I looked around, to be sure that he wasn't there, and then I put my feet and legs up on the couch as well, and pulled the thick blanket over me. It was soft and felt fluffy. Then it smelled nice and clean. I pulled it up over my mouth and nose, so that only my eyes weren't hidden. I closed my eyes, and breathed in deeply, afraid that I only was dreaming. And if I was, this was the best dream I had had in very long. 
I let my head fall back onto the white pillow he had left for me, and a slight moan escaped my lips. It was so comforting and it was hard to believe that this was the effect of something that wasn't drugs. My heart was beating in a somehow normal rhythm, and I felt my head getting heavier and soon a slight amazing dizzy feeling came creeping into me, and I felt exhausted. 

 

Zayn's P.O.V:

 

I leaned up against the doorframe, and kept my eyes on her. She looked peaceful, and if I didn't know where she had been I would've thought that she was a normal girl. Maybe it was her long black eyelashes, her big bambi eyes, or her smooth skin, but she was eye catching. I knew that I should've felt disgusted about her, but I really didn't. It wasn't her fault that she had ended up where had been, and I actually felt upset about it, it was heartbreaking. She was probably at my age, it wasn't hard to tell. 
Watching her sleep was entertaining, and I didn't realize the 27 minutes that passed, not until I finally turned my eyes away from her, and took a look at my phone. 

 

They say she's in the class A team,

stuck in her daydream,

been this way since 16.

Closed eyes, 

and hoping for a better life. 

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