Don't look back *complete*

*1D fan fiction* They met one day in a train station. Love at first sight. They decided to ran away together despite of their life, family and friends.

Have you already heard about Eurydice and Orpheus? Well, it's a bit like that. Inspired by a play called "Eurydice" written by a french playwright, jean Anouilh.

Hope you'll like it. x


6. Who are you?

Zayn POV

I stayed there. Frozen. Unable to follow her. I saw her silhouette running away and there was nothing I could do to bring her back next to me. I don't know why she did so.

I didn't run after her so neither would do that man. I stopped him before. He nearly fell when I grabbed his arm but I didn't care. He looked her run away and turned to face me with an agny look on his face once she was out of sight. He repelled my hand from his arm, came closer and gazed at me.

"Who are you to stop me? Who are you!?" he yelled, furious. He looked at me closely and grinned.

"I know who you are! You're that guy she dreamed about in the train station, the one she fled with. You're real,then!" and he started to laugh at what he had just said. Those words didn't mean a thing to me. Is he disturbed?

"What if I am that one?" I asked him sharply. He stopped laughing and stared at me.

"I don't get why she fled with you. You are no one to her. No one! You don't even know her. You don't know half the things I know about her." He said, ignoring my question. 

"Once you'll get to know her, you'll be disappointed. And all you will want to do is to leave her." And he walked away. I catched him up and asked him who he was.

"My name is Georges Deloiret. I was her boss."

I watched him walking away and stayed where I was, still. Afterwards, I started to walk without knowing where I was going. I had no idea where the hotel was nor where she could have gone, Paris is too huge. I tried to ask a few people but they didn't speak English. I wandered in Paris till the sun rose. Then, I don't know how I managed it, but I found myself in front of the hotel.

I walked in, ran in the staircase and rushed in the room. Empty. She didn't come back here. I walked toward the bed, lay on it and closed my eyes. A tear streamed down my cheek as I soon fell asleep.



Eurydice POV

I don't know how long I ran. But I'm far enough, I guess. I sat on a bench and looked at l'île de la Cité in front of me. I looked at it for a long time before getting up and started to walk. I bought something to eat and walked again, slowly.

Should I go back to the hotel and see Zayn or should I go away once again?


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