Vanilla Twilight

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

*Vanilla Twilight Lyrics by Owl City*

Zayn had fallen head over heals for his true love Ariella. But something happened that should never happen to a love so strong. Two became one. Zayn didn't handle it so well. He kept up with his feelings in his journal. He thinks nobody knows what happens. But everybody does. The worst part, Zayn doesn't want to accept that it did.

Anaise is a quiet and shy girl who is looking for somebody to love her. She is trying to look for a place in this world. Little does she know what the world has in store for her.

What happens when these 2 cross paths?
Will he leave the past behind and look at what's in front of him?
Will she accept him in her heart?


8. Chapter 7

Anaise's POV


*3 weeks later*


Me and Zayn still talk but not as much as I was hoping too. I have gotten a lot closer with Niall though. We get on real well and he is an amazing friend. I told Niall about my past because I felt like I could trust him and it just felt right. I was actually comfortable with somebody else knowing about what has happened to me. It was so bad of me to hold it all in like I did.


I remember one time when I finally decided to tell Niall about Matt, he was a little taken back and then told me to talk about that stuff with Zayn. But I only wanted to talk to Niall at that time.


"Trust me, he'll understand quite well."


What does he mean by that?


Well here I am in front of Zayn's hotel room door. Right now we are in L.A getting ready for one of their shows. I just stood there staring at the plastic wood barrier in front of me, contemplating whether or not I should talk to him.


Every time I tried he would just block me off. But I don't blame him. Something had to have happened to him before that has made him this way. I have a feeling it's something similar to what I have dealt with in the past. And I'm scared for him. This stuff can really mess with you and Zayn doesn't seem like the most emotionally stable person at the moment to handle those feelings too well.


I took a deep breath and was about to open the door when I heard a lot of mumbling and then a loud crash followed by silence. I leaned my head against the door and could here nothing. I started to panic and tried to pry the door open but I forgot that you needed a key to get in. I quickly ran down to the lobby and retrieved an extra key.


I ran back to Zayn's room and leaned my head against the door one more time to see if I could hear anything. This time I just heard light sobbing and groaning.


I quickly opened the door and walked down the hallway. I was careful not to be too loud in fear that he would freak out about another presence in his state. When I turned the corner, the sight made me want to burst into tears.


There was beer cans and empty wine bottles laid everywhere. Zayn was on the kitchen floor in nothing but boxers just laying there and crying. He was also mumbling something but it was mostly inaudible. I couldn't leave him like that so I walked over to him and bent down and picked up his face with my hands so he could look at me. His eyes were bloodshot and they were very droopy and his face was scruffy and he reeked of alcohol.




Who's Ariella?


I just ignored his comment and gently lifted his arm and slung it around my shoulders to give him extra support to lean on.  We walked over to the bed where I carefully placed him on and pulled the blanket over him. I grabbed a glass of water and some aspirin and put it on the table next to him knowing that he would need it sometime the next morning.


I was about to leave when he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer.


"Please don't leave again angel. I miss you. I should've been with you. I didn't know you were sick. Please Ariella, don't leave me ." He started to cry again and I couldn't help my tears that spilled put as well. I sat down next to him on the bed and stroked his forehead and laid him down again.


I watched him slowly drift off into a slumber and kissed his cheek. I had so many things on my mind that I wanted to tell Zayn at that moment as I was watching him stir in his sleep.


I couldn't leave without telling him.





Sorry about this sucky chapter. I'm really tired and I am sick :/ I got bored so I wrote a new chapter. Don't forget to read my brand new story "Midnight Memories"





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