(Manisha’s P.O.V continued..)


“umm I have somewhere to go”, I heard Zayn say.

“right now?”

“yahh yahh.. I just… remembered something, I have to be somewhere” he said and literally ran out out of the room as if he couldn’t bear to be here for a second more. He didn’t even say goodbye.

I tired to imagine what was wrong and why he just ran away so suddenly but I couldn’t. He didn’t run away because of me did he? Oh I should have just shut up and never told him to come to Nepal with me, now he probably thinks I am a freak and see he even ran away from me.

“And I didn’t even get a chance to take pictures with him or anything”, the fan girl brain of my spoke with a small voice inside my head. I couldn’t take it. I drove off Zayn Malik! The one guy I thought I could never push away if I ever met him, and now… he was gone. I ran to the bathroom tears spilling from my eyes. This guy had always been my idol, the one guy I thought I loved so much and he was gone. He RAN away from me. I must be the only freak in the universe who had achieved to do that so far. And I cried, cried for my shattered dreams, cried for my runaway idol, my runaway hero.

Notes

okay so this chapter is short and it sux. i know, and i have no excuses. i am sorry. im working on the next one and it will be better i promise. i will put it up soon. xx