Mindless

Rylie Haydn is a 19 year old normal girl. Loves to stay up late just to go on the internet. Loves having sleepovers with her best friends. Loves food.

Zayn Malik is a 21 year old bad boy. He's not a normal boy. He gets in trouble a lot. Doesn't have parents. Only has himself.

What if one night they meet, and fall in love? Two totally different people falling in love? Well, there not that different...

They have one thing in common...

They both love getting in trouble for fun.

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4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4-

Rylie's P.O.V.

"To be free." I looked at him for a second processing what he said.

"Wha-"I stopped myself. I looked at the sign again.

"I don't thinking ready." I said embarrassed.

"Trust me...your ready. Your an 19 year old. Better explore the world before you turn 20 and aren't considered a kid anymore." He said. He was right. It surprised me when he said I better explore the world before I turn 20. I won't be a kid anymore. I gulped.

"Okay." I nodded. I started to walk towards the sign, thinking he was going to come with me. He let go of my hand. I turned back at him.

"Keep going." He whispered. I turned around and I walked to the sign. This is the where my life starts over. I took a deep breath before taking my final step, crossing the sign. My breath and heart beat increase as I scanned the new world I was in. I didn't feel a difference. I felt Zayn'a breath tickle my neck.

"How does it feel?" He asked. I was lost in words. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

"I'll be in the car." He whispered. I grabbed his arm quickly.

"Stay..." I whispered. I should feel safe, knowing I wasn't in Cali anymore, but I needed Zayn next to me to make that happen. He didn't at anything as he turned around. I was startled as he bent down.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Get on my back." He said. I hesitated.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Get on my back!" He said a little louder. He tilted his head so I could see his smile. That was all I needed before I climbed onto his back. I felt heavy when he grunted.

"Your choking me." He hardly said. I gasped as I loosened my grip around his neck.

"Sorry." I whispered. He laughed as he turned back around to look at the view. It was beautiful, no doubt. I placed my chin on Zayn's neck as I smiled. This was beautiful...He was beautiful.

"Your staring." He whispered. I put my face into his back laughing as I blushed. I was surprising myself. I never blush.

"Sorry." I whispered again, shaking my head.

"Is it my turn to stare at you?" He asked, causing the butterflies to escape the cage.

"I'm ready to go." I said, changing the subject. He didn't say anything as he turned around and walked back to the car. Now we were back I'm California. I thought I felt the air change. It felt cooler in Nevada. Maybe that was because I was blushing like crazy because Zayn still hasn't put me down.

"You can put me down." I said laughing in his ear.

"No I can't." He said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because then you'll be stepping foot in California, and Nevada might get jealous." He said causing me to laugh like crazy.

"Very funny." I said as he opened my door. I slowly slid off his back. As I tried to climb in, I hit my forehead on the door.

"Shit! Are you okay Rylie? I'm so sorry!" He said. I laughed a little.

"I'm fine, Zayn. I just have a head ache." I said rubbing my others with my hand in my seat.

"Oh! I have ibuprofen in my bag!" He shot up. He shut my door then ran towards his door, jumping in and shared a glance with me before seaching for his bag that held the medicine. Once Zayn found it, He shot up with a small plastic bottle. He opened it and poured two into his hand, handing them to me. I smiled grantfully. He handed me a water from his bag and I didn't hesitate before throwing the tiny pills into my miuth and taking a swing of the room-temperture water. I liked cold water, but I didn't say anything. There was nothing he could do about it anyways.

"Better?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Will be." I murmurred. He smiled at me. I gave him a confused look.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you hungry?" As if on cue, my stomach started roaring. I held my stomach and started laughing.

"Maybe a little."I admitted. He giggled as he spoke.

"I'll fix that." I smiled at his atempt to make me feel happy. I smiled at him. He was so cute and sweet, it hurt. As he drove away, I thought about how he changed me as a person. I never got butterflies the way he made me get them. It was werid. It felt like it would never end, and I liked it. Also, I never blush. Never. Not even for Chad! I know he had an effect on me, but not even close to Zayn's. And I just met him the other day...Thats weird. Oh! And when he touches me, tingles. Thats all I feel. As if I said that outloud, He gabbed my hand and played with my fingers, one handed. If you out all these peices together, the outcome is feeling. I never felt anything like this. I mean anything. I dont feel. He is changing me.

"You okay?" He asked. I realized I was smiling.

"Ya. Why?" I asked still smiling. I felt like an idiot, but I could careless right now.

"You just started smiling. Should I be concerned?" He said raising his eyebrow at me.

"Nope. Just...thinking." I said trying to hide my smile.

"Want to tell me whats going on up in that pretty head of yours?"He asked, running his thumbs over my knuckles.

"Um..." I didn't know what to say.

"I was just thinking of how I want a hamburger. Like really bad." I said smirking at him. He giggled. So cute.

"I'll fix that." I smiled again. He was sooo cute. I leaned forward and clicked the button so the music would blast. Cher Lloyd filled my ears.

"I love her! She is my women crush!" I yelled, causing Zayn to laugh. He turned it down a little.

"Want McDonald's?" He asked. I shrugged.

"Sure." I said as I continued to sing 'Want You Back' as loud as I can. The whole time, Zayn was laughing at me. I didnt care. I was having a blast. 

*

Once we pulled up to the McDonalds, I got excited. I havn't had this is forever. I was on a diet for as long as I could remember. 

"Ready?" He asked. I nodded as I jumped out the car. I didn't want to wait for him to walk all the way around the car just so I could get out, when I'm perfectly fine getting out myself. Expeically at the parking lot  of my favorite child-hood resturant. 

"What did you want?" He asked as we walked up to the line. There was a family of 3 in front of us first. One teenage boy and a little girl and a mother. I smiled. 

"Rylie?" He asked. I shook my head slightly and turned to him. 

"Sorry. What was that?" I asked him. He laughed a little, flahing his beautiful smile. 

"What would you like to eat?" He asked. 

"Oh! Um, maybe a number 6?" I asked questioning myself. It was 2 big hamburgers, a large fries, and drink. 

"Really?" He asked. I nodded. He gave me a confused look. 

"Please? I promise ill eat it all!" I whined. He huffed and didn't say anything more as the family happily walked over to the 'Pick-Up' line. Zayn stepped up to the lady that look my age. 

"Hello. Welcome to McDonalds. What could I get for you?" She asked, staring at Zayn. I felt a not in my stomach as Zayn smiled at her. 

"Tell her what you want, love." He said. She glanced at me. Then looked at me up-and-down. I felt self conscious. 

"2 number 6's, please." I asked polietly. 

"Sure. And for you?" She asked Zayn. I gave her a confused look. I really felt self conscious now. 

"Um, Im pretty sure she orded for both of us..." Zayn said glancing at me.

"Acually, can I have a small salad instead." I whispered not looking at her. I felt Zayn glance at me. 

"I thought you said-"

"I changed my mind." I said as the tears weld up in my eyes as I starred at the ground. 

"Im going to get our seat..." I whispered as I slowly walked away, folding my arms over my stomach. I sat in the back near the window and looked at my hands on my lap. I now remebered why I never came here. 

"You okay? Zayn said. I nodded, not glancing at him, I kept my gaze on my playing thumbs. I didn't feel like being seen. 

"Let go get our drinks while we wait." Zayn said. I looked at him as he tried handing me my cup.

"Could...you maybe get me a Dr. Pepper?" I asked, not wanting to get up so people could judge as the see me. He nodded then walked away. I held back the tears as I saw 'her' talking to Zayn, making him laugh. Soon, Zayn came back. I stood up. 

"I'm going to go to the bathroom." I said walking away before he could say anything else. My eyes couldnt stand this anymore. I walked into the bathroom and let the tears fall. I locked myself in the stall and sat on the toilet, with the seat down, obviously. I put my knees close to my chest as I wrapped my arms around my knees, as I cried. About 5 more minutes of crying, I heard the door open, then shut. I stood up slowly. 

"Rylie? Are you in here?" I heard a girls voice call. I opened the stall and stepped out. It was 'her'. She stood in front of me, with her hands on her hips. 

"Hi, Rylier." My eyes froze as I looked closer. Jamie. She was the only one who called me Rylier. My breath increased.

"I missed you! You've lost weight!" She said stepping closer. I stepped back.

"You keep running...don't you? You always have. Hmm. Hows your man out there? Fianlly got someone to love you?" She asked. I wapped my arm around my other one, as I looked down. 

"He asked me to check on you. I didn't know I would be walking into you crying... wow. You still havent changed, have you?" She asked, stepping closer, making me back up into the wall. 

"Always crying. Always wanting attention. Always...eating." She said empathizing the 'eating' part. She smirked. 

"You should stop that habbit. You would be so much more prettier...skinner. Like me!" She said. A tear spilled out from my left eye as she stepped closer. 

"Better leave before he leaves you." She said. 

"I dont know what your talking about." I whsipered. She smirked. 

"And she speaks!" She siaid laughing a little. 

"I was talking to your man. I asked if you were his girlfriend. Want to know what he said?" She asked. I looked up at her from the ground. 

"He said you were just keeping him company. Wierd right? Guess 'your man' doesnt love you." She said. I tried walking away, but my legs would'nt move. 

"But...you should be used to it, right?" She asked. I had to take deep breaths. Why am I letting her get to me? I sharply started walking towards her.

"You know what, Jamie, you should grow up! Words could break someone into a million of pieces. But they could also put them back together. I hope you use your words for good. Beacasue the only words you'll regret more than the ones left unsaid, are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone." I said surprised what I just said. I took a deep breath. 

"People say sticks and bones may break your bones. But names never hurt you. But thats not true. Words can hurt.Your words hurt." I said looking at her. She looked as shocked as me. 

"They hurt me. Things were said to me that I still havent forgotten." I stopped as tears started to spill again. I grabbed her hand slowly and placed it over my heart. 

"Feel that?" I asked. She nooded and I noticed a tear falling down her flushed face. 

"That because of you. Even though you hurt me more then anybody, Im still breathing. You taught me something, Jamie. You taught me to never be mean. You have a short enough live. Whats the point of wasting you breath on saying something rude? You have a life to live. Why put other people down?" I stopped and dropped her hand. 

"Thanks." I said as I whipped my tears away and walked out to find Zayn standing next to the door, hearing everything. My heart beat increased. 

"I-" He stopped me by putting a finger too my lips. He grabbing me and pulled me towards his chest. 

"How much did you hear?" I asked in his chest. 

"Enough to know you had it bad." I stopped breathing a minute, I looked up to him.

"Dont feel bad." I said. 

"I feel like I should of walked in and stopped her." He replied. I nodded slowly. 

"Fine. Just don't feel bad." I whispered as he hugged me. 

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