Zayn: Episode 11

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Zayn/S1/Episode: 11

Everyone's eyes are on Zayn, who has appeared in the hotel lobby.

What?! He's coming this way!

He stands in front of me and holds out his right hand.

What does he want from me?

"Give me the elevator key and the pager. You have no need for them anymore," Zayn says, loud enough for everyone around us to hear.

I'm aware of the crowd around us starting to speak in hushed voices.

"That's the girl form the I.V.C. he said he fell in love with at first sight!" A guest yells out.

"Guess he's already tired of her," another adds.

"It was just a whim from the very start. A girl like her doesn't belong with him," someone else says.

He's right. I don't need it anymore because Zayn and I have nothing to do with each other.

"You didn't have to ask. I was just about to return it to you," I say coldly.

"You're wasting my time. Now I'm rid of you for good."

Zayn takes the key card and pager from me and goes back to the elevator.

He really doesn't need me anymore.

"Oh ho ho! This is how things are supposed to be!" Taylor laughs. "Poor little Natalie."

"Natalie, are you all right?" Paul looks at me worriedly.

"Yes. Like I said, I was just about to go return it myself. Anyway, I need to get back to cleaning the guest rooms!"

I don't know if the feeling rising up inside of me is sadness or frustration. The only thing I'm certain of is that any connection I had to Zayn is now gone.

It's best this way. Now I can get back to my normal life. I'm going to stop thinking about him.

**

On my next day off, I decide to go shopping now that I'm completely free.

I don't have anything I need to buy, but it's better than being cooped up in my room. It's been awhile since I bought new clothes. I can go get my hair done, too.

I walk along the jam-packed road and accidentally bump into a man passing by.

"I'm sorry."

"You think saying sorry is enough?" He glares at me.

"I didn't mean to bump into you."

"Huh?! Are you trying to make a fool out of me?!"

The rude man tries to grab hold of my arm.

"Hey... Please stop!"

I back up, trying to escape his grasp, and this time someone pulls on my arm roughly from behind.

"What the-?!" I gasp.

"Get lost. If you have a problem with her, you can take it up with me instead."

"Liam!"

Liam stands in front of me protectively. The man shrinks back under his sharp gaze.

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