Recap: They kissed in the last chapter when Zayn visited Maire.

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"Um, is this Maire?" I hear a feminine voice from the other line of the call.

"Yes, who is this?" I mumble in a sleepy voice as I stare back at Zayn's number calling me at three in the morning.

"I'm Ashley, I..uh, found your last dialled number on Zayn's phone. He is drunk and isn't telling me his address, we're outside a club," she pauses and I quickly jump out of my bed, taking in everything she just told me.

What is he doing in a club, drunk at three in the morning on a weekday being underage as well?

"And he got in a fight as well, can you come and pick him up?" She asks me and I feel my breathing fastening as I begin to panick.

I don't even have a car! How am I supposed to get to him without a car at this time? Hearing her mention a fight, it gets me more worried and not even thinking twice, I note down the address of the club and hung up the call, taking a deep breathe as I sneak into Tyler's room. I spot his snoring body sprawled all over the bed as he seems to be in a deep sleep. Trying to be as quiet as possible, I hold back my breath and walk on my toes towards his bedside drawer. I keep glancing at him to see any chances of being caught. I find his car keys placed on his bedside drawer as I pick them up and turn around to leave but Tyler tosses and turns on his bed facing me, making me quickly drop to the ground and hide myself beside his drawer. I curse under my breath and tilt my head to look over at him.

Please tell me he didn't see me.

Thankfully he is still deep asleep, making me sigh and I quickly get up from the ground and begin to run away when I stop dead in my tracks when I hear my name being called out from behind.

Oh, crap.

"Maire," Tyler speaks and I squeez my eyes shut, biting my bottom lip as I freeze on the spot. My heart feels like it is going to burst due to the rapid beating.

"Do my homework, yo!" Tyler says from behind, causing my eyebrows to knitt together in confusion as I slowly turn around to look over at him to find him sleep talking.

I have never felt so relieved in my life before. I give out a deep sigh and quickly exit his room, making my way out of the house, being as quiet and careful as I can.

I quickly get in Tyler's car, as I put in the directions of the club in the GPS of his car. I am so relieved that they didn't catch me sneaking out of the house and stealing Tyler's car keys.

Following the directions of the GPS I reach the club in fifteen minutes due to my abnormal fast driving, although the club is at the distance of half an hour from my place.

"What the hell were you thinking of doing, huh?!" I scold Zayn as soon as I get out of the drivers seat and approach him and a young girl with auburn hair who looks in her early twenties I may say. She is dressed in a black fitted dress reaching her knees as she struggles to hold Zayn's drunk and almost passed out body by her side.

He lifts up his head, his hazel eyes now a darker shade which meets my dark brown ones and I almost feel my knees getting weak by his intense gaze. I tear our gazes and my eyes travel to his bleeding nose and cut lips.

"What are you doing 'ere?" He slurs on his words as he tries to balance himself but almost falls. I quickly get by his side, catching him and place his arms around my shoulder.

"I can ask you the same question. What on earth are you doing here at three in the morning in this condition? Are you out of your mind, Zayn Malik?!" I raise my voice at him, carrying him to the passenger side of the car with the help of that girl.

I carefully settle him in the car seat and shut the door to face the girl. "Thank you so much for helping," I say, rubbing both of my hands over my face in frustration.

"It's fine, honey. Take care of him." She says, smiling at me before she leaves and I get in the driver's seat and turn my head to look at Zayn who seems passed out.

"Zayn?" I slowly speak, shaking his leg slightly and watch him opening his heavy eyelids as he turns his head to look at me.

"Tell me your address, so I can drop you home." I say.

I'm really pissed off right now at his behaviour. I watch him with my eyebrow arched up and an annoyed look on my face when a smile slightly starts to appear on his bruised lips.

"You're so beautiful," he mumbles and giggles shortly after. I stare at him with wide eyes and smack him on his head slightly.

"Tell me your address," I repeat and he again giggles like a girl, making me almost laugh at him but I keep a straight pissed off face.

"Your pajamas," he points at my legs, making me almost choke as my mouth hangs open. "They look so cool," he again giggles, slapping his knees and I scoot away from him and look down at my penguin pajamas.

"Zayn, I'm asking you for the last time, where do you live?"

"In your heart," he gives out a loud giggle, covering his face.

"Okay, that was really cheesy." I admit, huffing and starting the car as I begin to get away from the club.

I don't know where I should take him since he isn't telling me his address and he's all beaten up at the moment and needs to be cleaned up before he gets some kind of infections.

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear more girlish giggles come out of his mouth as I keep driving and finally let out a laugh at his drunk state.

"Do you even know what gender you are?" I ask him as I pull in the parking lot of a nearby twenty four hours clinic and get out of the car, walking over to Zayn's side.

"Stay exactly where you are, I'm getting the doctor outside, okay?" I inform him and get a groan in response from him as his head rests against the car seat and eyes are closed. At least he stopped his giggles.

After getting his wounds all cleaned up, I sit in the car, thinking where I can take him. He seems a bit sober now since I made him drink loads of water and wash his face for five times. But he still isn't telling me his address, making me worried. I take a quick glance at the time on my phone which says four thirty in the morning.

"Zayn, please tell me where can I take you?" I feel like his uber driver at the moment.

"I don't want you to take me to my place. My roommates aren't trust worthy for you to be there." He speaks, rubbing his hands on his face as he opens his eyes and looks at me. "Just give me ten more minutes and I'll go by myself." He says, drinking more water from the bottle.

"I don't care about your roommates, I just want to drop you home." I say, starting to drive again and notice as his foot starts bouncing up and down in annoyance.

"I don't want to regret anything later so just listen to me for once." He snaps at me and I roll my eyes, driving to my home. The whole ride goes silent, none of us deciding to speak. But it wasn't awkward. I pull Tyler's car outside my house and get out of it along with Zayn.

"Can we go for a walk towards the lake for a while?" Zayn asks and I quietly watch him before nodding. He leans towards me, grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers together as we make our way behind the house and towards the lake.

"Are you sober now?" I ask him and he blows out a raspberry before nodding his head slowly.

"Kinda.." he trails off. He swings our locked hands back and forth as we make our way to the woods.

It is extremely cold outside here, and I'm only wearing my penguin pajamas. I want to go back to my room and sleep peacefully but right now my first priority seems him. Walking hand in hand with him in this freezing morning.

Why is he so important to me? Why does he make me so happy and experience things I would never even think about? Why does he seem so different to me from all of those others out there?

Most of all; what is he to me? What are we both to each other?

"Stop thinking too much," I hear a low voice from beside me and I stop in my tracks, turning around my body to face him.

"Did I speak my thoughts aloud again?" I ask him, hoping for his answer to be 'no'. I don't want him to know my thoughts and freak out. What would he even think when he gets to know what I feel about him?

Even I don't know what I feel about him. It's just..he makes me happy. He brings the smile on my face which I only experience with him. He makes me laugh. He makes my days better with his stupid talks, morning messages and his way of understanding me. He seems as if I've known him forever.

"No, but you seem like you're in a deep thought." He says, raising his hand and placing it on my cheek as he caresses my skin with his cold fingers.

"I was thinking about you," I softly admit, watching him break the distance between us as he gets closer and closer. I feel like I'm melting in his touch as he places his other hand on my waist, pulling me as closer to him as possible until our foreheads rest against eachother.

In a matter of seconds our lips collide, sending me the feeling of warmth all over my body like last night when he kissed me. Our lips move against eachother before he quickly pulls away, staring at me with a frown on his face. His hands from my waist and face drops as he takes a step back from me. I watch him with confusion as he keeps taking steps back from me, turning his back on me. I feel my heart beating faster as confusion takes all over me and I freeze at my spot, watching him walk away from me.

"Zayn!" I yell, making him stop but he still doesn't turn around. I quickly run towards him and place my hand on his shoulder but notice his body stiffening, making me pull away my hand.

"Is..is something wrong?" I stutter, feeling a lump in my throat as I try to speak. He stands still, not moving or saying anything which gets me anxious by each second passing.

"Did I..did I do something wrong?" I say, walking in front of him but he tilts his face to look away from me which causes the lump in my throat to get bigger and my eyes start to get wattery.

What have I done suddenly that is making him look away from me?

He steps forward, trying to walk away but I grab his hand, turning him over to face me.

"Let me go, Maire." He says, looking everywhere but at me. It feels like my heart is being crumbled by someone. His sudden behaviour is swarming up tons of questions in my brain. I feel guilty of something I didn't even do.

"Would you even care to explain the reason of your sudden behavior?" I ask him feeling all kinds of mixed emotions inside of me. Rage, anger, pain, everything is taking over me right now.

"We can't do this anymore," he finally speaks up. "Whatever is going on between us, it can't happen anymore, Maire." His words hit my me like a hurricane, sweeping away the ground from my feet.

"Look into my eyes and say that again," I gather up courage to speak but feel my heart breaking into pieces after hearing his words. We were nothing. Him and I were never us. But still it feels as if I'm just losing something. Something, I can never have.

"I don't want to hurt you," he says, helplessly looking into my eyes. His eyes seem to be filling up with tears but he clenches his jaw to make him look tough.

"But you are hurting me like this!" I yell at him, taking steps back from him.

"But it won't happen if I go away from your life!" He snaps, running his hand in his hair, that is when the tears I was holding back finally escape from my eyes.

"You can never be happy or safe with me. I'm a complete mess and I don't want you to get in this mess." A tear escapes from his eyes as he looks up at me.

"Zayn, please don't-"

"We have to go our seperate ways, Maire." These were the last words he spoke before leaving me all alone in the woods, crying behind him.

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