Going through Here and There

Victoria lived most of her life living a lie. Then she meets up with an old friend in an exhibition and they contact each other again. But is everything real, or is it a lie? Or is everything just a dream and a vision?


13. Meeting His Family

Victoria's P.O.V.

I can't help but cry on Zayn's shoulder. Why did he have to like me? What did I do that made him like me? I wanted to leave Zayn's arms but they were the only things that could comfort me right now. I stopped crying and can't help but feel Zayn's hand stroking my back. I pushed Zayn softly and he looked at me.
"I'm going to change," I explained.
"Yeah," he said. "You should."

I went to my room, and locked the door. I dialled my besties numbers and waited for all four of them to answer. When they finally did, I told them everything that happened.
"Wait Lyanna called you?" Nicole asked.
"And you and Zayn kissed?" Marie asked.
"Yeah, but hey it's fine if Zayn and I kiss it doesn't mean anything to me," I said.
"It better not, cause you do know right that if you fall for a person from the outside world you're gonna have to fake your death and have a new identity," Jill told me.
"I know," I said.
"And you do know right that one of the basic rules is to never fall inlove with a person out of your world." Tania said.
"Yes I do," I said.
"Anyways, we have a group mission together, all five of us." Nicole said.
"Where?" I asked.
"Marie will send you the info, check your watch," Nicole said. I checked my watch and the info was there.
"Okay, got it, Friday night," I said and I shut down the conversation. I placed my eye contacts back on and placed the colour back in my hair, including the fake bangs.
I got one of my dresses out of my closet and got changed and went out of my room. When I got to the living room, Zayn was sitting down. I knew I kind of hurt him inside for telling him to stop liking me. But I really didn't like Zayn anymore, but I guess I'll just have to fake it.

"Hey," I said. Zayn stood up from his seat and he was biting his bottom lip.
"You're ready?" he said.
"Umm, look Zayn, I'm sorry for telling you those words awhile ago," I said.
"It's fine, it's my fault for not liking you when I had the chance," Zayn said and he smiled at me.
We left the house and I got inside Zayn's car. All throughout the ride, we didn't talk to each other at all. I felt kind of scared that Zayn's family might not actually like me. I mean who knows, maybe they've changed over the years. Well I knew that Zayn's sisters and his dad always sided with him, so I perfectly knew well that they hated me. By his mum liked me, it's like she saw right through me the real me. I got my glasses out of my bag and placed it on. We stopped by a food stop to order some lunch, then we went back on the road. When we finally reached Zayn's house, it was so different from the last time I saw it. I knew Zayn was the one who paid for the renovation and all the changes. I got out of the car and I stayed close to Zayn incase something came up.
We entered Zayn's house, and it was super big. To be honest it was the first time I ever took a step into a celebrity's house. It was so different from the last time I went here. I saw Zayn look at me, so I looked at him.
"I like the glasses," he whispered. I didn't say anything to him- instead I just smiled at him. His sisters came down and I realized that they really looked like Zayn.
"Hi Zayn!" They all said at the same time, they all hugged Zayn and I knew perfectly why. Zayn was always away so he rarely saw his family.
"Guys, you remember Camille right?" Zayn said.
"That girl that you didn't like?"" Waliyha said and I saw Zayn hit her.
"Umm, yeah," Zayn said. "Guys this is Camille."
"Hi," I said.
"You're joking right?" Waliyha said.
"No, I'm not," Zayn said.
"Oh my gosh, you look so different," Doniya said. "What happened to you by the way, we didn't see you in school anymore?"
"Umm, my parents decided to drop me out," I admitted. Zayn looked at me and gave me a look that meant I didn't have to tell them the truth.
Zayn's parents came down after awhile, I looked at them as Zayn kissed his mum in the cheek, and hugged his dad.
"Camille!" Zayn's mum said. She hugged me and I hugged her back. Zayn's mum was really kind I really prefered her more than any of the Malik family.
"Mrs. Malik," I said.
"I'm so glad you and Zayn met again," she said. "You know that you two saw each other again."
"Umm, yeah I'm glad too, I'm also glad that I got the chance to see your family again."
"Oh yeah, condolence by the way," Zayn's mum said. "I heard your sister died."
"Umm, yeah she did," I lied, I made my voice in a sad tone and made them think it was real. I knew that my family started the rumor that my sister died, cause it was revealed that I had a sister, so they had to get rid of that inorder to keep my cover. It's a pretty normal thing for spy families.
"When?" Mrs. Malik asked me again. "I only found out months ago, that's why I tried contacting your mum but she never answered. That's why when Zayn told me you met, I wanted to see you cause I never got the chance to know what actually happened."
I felt Zayn's eyes on me, and I knew I had to think fast of a story. It came to my head right away, and I chose to go with that story.
"My sister, died of an asthma attack," I lied. "She actually died on May last year, just weeks before her birthday."
"Isn't your birthday on May?" She asked me and I knew that I had to go on pretending the rest of my life that my twin sister has died.
"She was actually my twin sister," I said. "That's why I chose not to celebrate my 18th birthday."
"I'm so sorry," Mrs. Malik said. I pretended to make my eyes teary, to make them actually believe the story.
"Umm, excuse me I have to go to the comfort room," I said and stood up from my seat. I actually did this to make them think I was crying, or that I was about to cry. I went to the comfort room, but before I closed it, Zayn was there.
"Need a shoulder?" He said, I hugged him and cried on his shoulder again. To be honest, me crying on his shoulder this morning wasn't real, I just did it to make him believe me, and now I'm crying on his shoulder again crocodile tears. "I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"It's alright, only a few does, cause I decided that if only a few knew I could still deceive people and make them believe my sister was still alive," I lied again.
"You miss her don't you?" Zayn said. He stroked my hair and I can't help but feel so comfortable in his arms. He let go of me, and I took of my glasses in order to wipe away the tears.
"Thanks," I said.
"Don't mention it," he said. "You shouldn't wear your glasses by the way, you look better without it."
I smiled at him and he smiled back. He got my hand and his hand was so warm, it was like I never wanted to let go.
"You're staying for the night, you know that right?" Zayn asked me as he let go of my hand.
"Yeah, I know. That's why I have a bag." I said.
We went back to the living room, and the Malik family were all doing things that I so didn't understand.
"My sisters and my parents are going out of town," Zayn explained.
"Without you?" I asked.
"Yeah, cause my manager might call me anytime so I'd like to be safe and just stay here." Zayn said and there was something in his eyes that was so unreadable.
"Oh, well-" I started.
"Zayn! We're going now!" Safaa said. Zayn left me and went to his family to say goodbye. After his family left, he came back to me.
"Well they're gone now," Zayn said. "And it's you and I again, all alone in here."
"Seems like it," I said. "Umm where am I staying for the night?"
"Oh yeah, come follow me," he said and he started walking away. I followed him, and he lead me to the room.
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