She was just a girl looking for love, he was just a guy looking for a way out, she didn't know what she got herself into.*Not Famous*


7. Black pt. 2

                   My heart was pounding at 1'000 miles per hour against my rib cage, painfully fast. I could sense the tense mood as they chased us in the black Cadillacs down these NewYork streets. The determination in Zayn's driving showed in he's eyes flickering from the road to his rear view mirror, to his tense muscles. I couldn't bring myself to look at the cars behind us, my body stricken with fear. Soon enough Zayn noticed the tears racing down my face as I started to sob to myself, not being able to handle the situation. I then herd his soothing voice say,

"Angelique, calm down. I know your confused right now,and scared, but you need to trust that I'm going to keep you safe." Not even his words could help me right now, so the only response I could give him was anger.

"What the hell Zayn?! Who are you?! Who are these- these- these people?!"

"I know your unstable, I can understand that, but girl your gonna have to trust me on this one, because I'm the only one who's gonna keep you alive." Alive? The word made me go deeper into the panic attack I was already having. The only question that I had on my mind slipped out,

"Is our whole relationship a lie?! Is your name even Zayn Evans?!" He took a long pause before turning back in my direction, letting it flow out,

"No, My name is Zayn Malik, not Evans. If I explain anything right now it's going to put you even deeper into what your feeling right now, so I'm gonna get you safe, and your going to listen." I sat there felling the hot steamy tears slide down my cheeks, racing each other to the end of my face, in disbelief of what was happening, I was in a beautiful car with a beautiful stranger.


                    It took Zayn about an hour, 70 miles into the wilderness , and a sudden rainstorm to out run the mysterious men. We pulled up to a secluded small cottage like building that looked like it was in the wrong era. When he pulled the car up to a stop and turned the roaring engine off, we sat there for a second before he said demandingly, "Let's go."

"I don't want to Zayn." I could feel his anger and frustration rise in his voice.

"What did I say earlier." I just sat with a blank face staring at the windshield being beaten with the strong raindrops. After he realized I wasn't going to move, he quickly got out of his side with anger clearly showing in his features, slamming the vehicles door behind him. I sat in the dark car until I was startled with my door opening and Zayn taking me out of the car and throwing me on his shoulder. As he walked in the building's direction, I fiercely beat his back with my fists and kicked his legs screaming

"Put me down!" Repetitively. He didn't respond until he opened the door and threw me on the bed strongly, pain hitting my body. I looked at him as he paced in front of the cushy bed before shouting at me,

"What the hell is wrong with you! I'm out here trying to save your ASS while we're being chased by- that doesn't matter. But GOD stop going against my word!" I say in silence as he couldn't bring himself to look in my direction. His words felt like a slap to the face, hot with a sting. I mumbled out quietly,

"I'm sorry." Before feeling a hot tear roll down my cheek. I wiped it away before turned his body, but I guess I couldn't hide in my facial features that I was going to cry, his facial features softened as he set his knees on the ground in front of me, setting each of his hands on bolth of mine, rubbing them soothingly.

"Doll, I'm sorry, I'm just mad that they found me." He wiped away the other tears rolling down my cheeks as he said, "I'm not going to let them hurt you, you're mine, and I don't share." He added a smile at the end, making me repeat his action. " How about let's just go to bed ay?" I nodded before he turned of the lamp he turned on when we walked in, then pulled the covers back as I slid in, him soon following. As I felt him wrap his arm around my waist, pull me into his body, and give me a kiss on my right cheek, I felt, safe.

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