Chapter Twenty One: The So-called Nightmare

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  • Dedicated to Annamarie Tangog
                                    

After the bath, I went to sleep.

And when I woke up, I felt so tired and weary.

And yet so alive at the same time.

That kiss lighted a spark inside me.

A spark, that if not stopped will turn into a huge fire that could burn me.

I could not let that happen.

I let out a scream.

Someone slammed the door from the outside.

How stupid of me to do that.

So careless and just plain stupid.

I didn’t realize that Zayn was in front of me.

“What is it, Kara?!” he exclaimed.

“Nothing, I just had a nightmare.” I lied. I can’t tell him the truth.

He went near me and sat on the side of my bed.

“Everything scares you, even the simplest things.”

Like losing you?

“I can’t always be there for you when you need me, and I’m sorry for that. But I promise to try my best and love you in every way that I can”

Even in the way that I want you too?

I realized he was wearing a tuxedo.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“Just somewhere.” He answered.

He kissed my forehead and left.

Leaving me crazed.

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