《Stuck on a desert island with Zayn Malik ( One Direction /Zayn Malik Fanfiction)》i hate loving you
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“ your surprise is ready.” He smiled , held my hand and walked towards the place where I let him doing that “ left right left right and the knot.” Work.
“ here is it . you like it?.”
I discovered with a lot of emotion a chalet . Something like a little hut , a wooded hut .
I dropped my jaw without really knowing how should I react .
“ you like it?” he repeated as he opened the little door , welcoming me.
“you…. Made ..this?” I stuttered.
He nodded with a lot of pride :” yeah I finished the work today morning. The last alters . I thought that sleeping every night outside isn’t a really good idea .. you know.”
It was like a little adorable room . The walls , roof , floor were made by wood . Everything . it was flawless.
** right left right left and the knot.** I remembered how I helped him to make that wooden wall.
“ so this is for you… or for us.” He stuttered.
I looked at my right : he put the boxes there & he covered it with some delicate roses . it smelled so good.
I glanced at my left : the floor was strewed with some huge banana’s leaves , forming a smooth warm bed . Breathless . he did all those things …for me . or for* US* as he said.
“ I need a comment ! critic ! something like that ” he chuckled
“ it is ….. cool.” I uttered . I don’t know why I said just “cool.” It was Amazing fabulous brilliant flawless …
“oh…. Thanks.” He beamed , kind of deceived and fell on the banana’s leaves .
It was awkward.
“hm.. you can sit you know , I will not bit you.” He tried to laugh but that motivation that he had minutes ago disappeared when I said ‘cool.” I didn’t mean it . but I ‘m still suspicious : we hate each other . I can’t change that fast and start saying “ amaziiiiiing I loooove wow you’re amazing.” I just can’t .
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I’m still remembering it , Zayn’s talks : “ we hate each other but let’s be friends here just to survive.”
He hates me . he is just acting . That broke me down . I can’t . I can’t have a crush on the guy that I dislike and it’s pretty much reciprocal I guess . but I do , I have a crush on him . it’s so secret : I won’t accept it.
“ you won’t?” he smiled weakly.
I smiled back , motionless.
“comone hahaha.” He giggled & grabbed my shirt suddenly , making me lose my balance and fall instantly on his lap.
“Zayn don’t do that anymore.” I announced as I tried to sit correctly on the banana’s leaves.
“hahaha it’s Okay love.”
LOVE? NO WAY MALIK.
I stared at the wall , trying to avoid his hot gaze.
“ Zayn…”
“yeah?”
“ I wanna leave I can’t . I wanna leave.”
“what do you mean?”
“ I wanna leave I can’t handle it ! I don’t wanna spend the rest of my life here I wanna leave ZAYN I WANNA LEAVE I WANNA LEAVE!!!!!” I cracked down in tears.
That emotion shift surprised him and me too. I’m not emotional but when a lot of evens accumulate , I crack down.
“ I CANT I CANT.”
He was lost . he touched my back slowly , shyly then held me suddenly tight against his chest whispering : “ we will . don’t say this . Sarah listen to me carefully . Sarah sarah sarah sarah shhhhhhhhh”
I was hiccupping non-stop in his arms : “ I WANNA LEAVE I DON’T WANNA STAY HERE.”
He stared at me for a while , took a deep breath then stated :
“ you know you know there’s a girl her name’s Sarah , she is really nice . One day she found herself in an horrible deserted island with a cheeky guy that she disliked a lot. They spent there a lot of days . she hated him so much and he understood it . he did his best to make her appreciate him a little bit so she couldn’t despair lot . he wanted her to be happy even though he knew that it’s kind of impossible . he wanted her to like him so her life wouldn’t be so hard in that island . He did his best but in vain . he did his best to not see her cry . Because when he sees her crying , he understand that she is still hating him and she can’t handle it . it breaks him . she can’t spend days with someone that she dislike . he did his best but in vain.” my whole body shivered when Zayn finished his talks .
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I felt a drop fell on my forehead . I looked up … :p
please leave a comment or a vote gimme ur opinion so i can continue !! -zineb
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