Crossing Paths
Chapter 11
Juliet`s POV:
Flashback (8 years ago):
“Juliet, we`ll have dinner in some minutes”, I hear my Mummy call over to me.
“Got it”, I yell back, while I try to stop the swing. We have visitors and my Mum had told me earlier that they are good friends to us since she is working with Miss Malik in the hospital.
I was really excited before they arrived and I looked forward to get to know them because Mummy told me they have four kids my age, so we could play together.
But they don`t talk to me and when I asked them some time earlier, if they would help me to build a sand castle, they said no and made their own.
I decided to swing instead, thinking that I don`t like them and that I hate Mummy for making them getting over to our house.
They were in my sandbox now and they were really mean to me. They should go back home and play in their own.
Suddenly someone helps me to stop the swing and I am finally able to get off. I look at my saviour and realize the boy that played with my football earlier, who also came over with the Malik`s. He smiles at me.
“What`s your name?”, he asks and I like his look. His skin is really dark and his hair is black like my grandmas cat feur.
“Juliet”, I answer him.
“I`m Zayn. We just moved here”, he says.
“I like it here”, I reply.
“Because your house is so big. Ours isn`t as half as big and I had to leave all my friends”, he says groaning.
“Maybe I can take a look at your house and if it is really that small you can move in here. We have a lot of rooms, that no one is staying in.”
He looks at me gaping and asks: “Really? That would be so cool! Would I be allowed to use your pool?”
I nod: “Sure and in winter we can ice skate on it.”
“Kids! The food is ready!”, my Mummy again. I start to walk over to our living room and Zayn follows me.
“You seem to be really cool”, he says and I smile at him, thinking that he is nice.
“You said you have no friends here, but I can be your new one”, I offer him.
“Cool!”, he smiles and I think that cool seems to be his favourite word.
“Then we are friends from now on.” I really like the idea.
(5 years ago)
“Damn it, Zayn! Stop being so good!”, I say shocked.
“What`s wrong?”, he asks surprised. Our art teacher asked us to make a drawing of things we admire about life. Zayn was like da Vinci in person.
I was starring at the perfect draft he did of his Mum and his sisters, which weren`t as bad as I thought at our first meeting two years ago. It was amazing and I couldn`t find words to describe it.
“Your scetch is stunning!”, I answered. He smiles and waves it away like it was no big deal. He hates to her compliments about his talent.
“What are you doing there at all?”, he asks to change the subject. We both stare at my light blue watered sheet.
“An accident?”, Zayn guessed.
“No”, I sigh and frown my forehead. “I thought about what I admire in life and I came up with...the sky. It is so wide and looks beautiful when there isn`t a single cloud. I could lay on a meadow all day and stare in it and I feel free and like nothing can stop me.” I blush once I realize how stupid this sounds.
“Oh God, it was a horrible idea”, I say whining.
“No, it`s not. I know what you mean...it`s a really creative idea, Sky”, Zayn says.
I have to giggle: “What did you just call me?”
“Sky, this is your new nickname”, he answers and I have to laugh even more.
“You challenged it”, he says and raises his shoulders. I kind of like it: Sky.
Oh, Zayn got an A on his drawing and me? F The teacher refused to mark my work, saying I understood the task wrong. Whatever.
(3 years ago)
Emma and Sarah giggle.
“Do you think Zayn`s already on his way?”, Emma asks me. I have to smile since it is really clear that she has a crush on him.
“He texted me 5 minutes ago, saying he was on his way”, I answer and rip myself out of my jacket.
We decided to see the new action movie everyone was talking about at school, even though I don`t know the name. Emma and Sarah are starting to talk about the horrible chemistry test we wrote today. Great, now I was reminded.
As soon as I see Zayn`s face walking towards our bench, I am starting to feel better. But when did he started to look so old?
He was getting a beard and I knew from his Mum he already have to shave his chin. I wonder, where the last few years have gotten lost and if I look some much older as well.
Next to him is a tall and thin guy walking. His hair is dark brown and curly and he smiles a little bit, which reveals his cute dimples. He looks really handsome and I blush a little bit. I never saw his face here before.
“Hey girls”, Zayn greets us and huggs Emma and Sarah. I stay up and smile at him, before he hugs me tight.
“This is Harry”, he says after he pulled back and points to the new guy next to him, “he just moved here and we met at the music store. Hope you don`t mind, he`s coming with us?”
Harry smiles and I can`t ignore the cheeky way he does. Sarah and Emma shake their heads and I say: “Not at all.” He takes my outstretched hand and shakes it.
“I`m Juliet. Nice to meet you, Harry”, I introduce myself.
“The pleasure is on my side”, he says with an amazing raspy and kind of attractive voice. But before I can really to let out a flirty statement his phone begins to rang and he picks it up. He steps back a little bit and talks quietly into the speakers.
“His girlfriend”, Zayn explains and I sigh inside. So he has a girlfriend, ugh. I tell myself, that I have no chance and try to accept the fact that we can still become friends.
Nothing more than friends.
End of flashback:
I was lying on my bed, starring out in the dark night. These were my memories and Liliane were never part of it. I was afraid she would take them away from me. That was the reason that made me act like a bitch around here. She could take it all away and I wouldn`t have anything left, but probably Zayn was right. I had to get to know her better to find out what her intentions are.
Flashback (8 years ago):
“Juliet, we`ll have dinner in some minutes”, I hear my Mummy call over to me.
“Got it”, I yell back, while I try to stop the swing. We have visitors and my Mum had told me earlier that they are good friends to us since she is working with Miss Malik in the hospital.
I was really excited before they arrived and I looked forward to get to know them because Mummy told me they have four kids my age, so we could play together.
But they don`t talk to me and when I asked them some time earlier, if they would help me to build a sand castle, they said no and made their own.
I decided to swing instead, thinking that I don`t like them and that I hate Mummy for making them getting over to our house.
They were in my sandbox now and they were really mean to me. They should go back home and play in their own.
Suddenly someone helps me to stop the swing and I am finally able to get off. I look at my saviour and realize the boy that played with my football earlier, who also came over with the Malik`s. He smiles at me.
“What`s your name?”, he asks and I like his look. His skin is really dark and his hair is black like my grandmas cat feur.
“Juliet”, I answer him.
“I`m Zayn. We just moved here”, he says.
“I like it here”, I reply.
“Because your house is so big. Ours isn`t as half as big and I had to leave all my friends”, he says groaning.
“Maybe I can take a look at your house and if it is really that small you can move in here. We have a lot of rooms, that no one is staying in.”
He looks at me gaping and asks: “Really? That would be so cool! Would I be allowed to use your pool?”
I nod: “Sure and in winter we can ice skate on it.”
“Kids! The food is ready!”, my Mummy again. I start to walk over to our living room and Zayn follows me.
“You seem to be really cool”, he says and I smile at him, thinking that he is nice.
“You said you have no friends here, but I can be your new one”, I offer him.
“Cool!”, he smiles and I think that cool seems to be his favourite word.
“Then we are friends from now on.” I really like the idea.
(5 years ago)
“Damn it, Zayn! Stop being so good!”, I say shocked.
“What`s wrong?”, he asks surprised. Our art teacher asked us to make a drawing of things we admire about life. Zayn was like da Vinci in person.
I was starring at the perfect draft he did of his Mum and his sisters, which weren`t as bad as I thought at our first meeting two years ago. It was amazing and I couldn`t find words to describe it.
“Your scetch is stunning!”, I answered. He smiles and waves it away like it was no big deal. He hates to her compliments about his talent.
“What are you doing there at all?”, he asks to change the subject. We both stare at my light blue watered sheet.
“An accident?”, Zayn guessed.
“No”, I sigh and frown my forehead. “I thought about what I admire in life and I came up with...the sky. It is so wide and looks beautiful when there isn`t a single cloud. I could lay on a meadow all day and stare in it and I feel free and like nothing can stop me.” I blush once I realize how stupid this sounds.
“Oh God, it was a horrible idea”, I say whining.
“No, it`s not. I know what you mean...it`s a really creative idea, Sky”, Zayn says.
I have to giggle: “What did you just call me?”
“Sky, this is your new nickname”, he answers and I have to laugh even more.
“You challenged it”, he says and raises his shoulders. I kind of like it: Sky.
Oh, Zayn got an A on his drawing and me? F The teacher refused to mark my work, saying I understood the task wrong. Whatever.
(3 years ago)
Emma and Sarah giggle.
“Do you think Zayn`s already on his way?”, Emma asks me. I have to smile since it is really clear that she has a crush on him.
“He texted me 5 minutes ago, saying he was on his way”, I answer and rip myself out of my jacket.
We decided to see the new action movie everyone was talking about at school, even though I don`t know the name. Emma and Sarah are starting to talk about the horrible chemistry test we wrote today. Great, now I was reminded.
As soon as I see Zayn`s face walking towards our bench, I am starting to feel better. But when did he started to look so old?
He was getting a beard and I knew from his Mum he already have to shave his chin. I wonder, where the last few years have gotten lost and if I look some much older as well.
Next to him is a tall and thin guy walking. His hair is dark brown and curly and he smiles a little bit, which reveals his cute dimples. He looks really handsome and I blush a little bit. I never saw his face here before.
“Hey girls”, Zayn greets us and huggs Emma and Sarah. I stay up and smile at him, before he hugs me tight.
“This is Harry”, he says after he pulled back and points to the new guy next to him, “he just moved here and we met at the music store. Hope you don`t mind, he`s coming with us?”
Harry smiles and I can`t ignore the cheeky way he does. Sarah and Emma shake their heads and I say: “Not at all.” He takes my outstretched hand and shakes it.
“I`m Juliet. Nice to meet you, Harry”, I introduce myself.
“The pleasure is on my side”, he says with an amazing raspy and kind of attractive voice. But before I can really to let out a flirty statement his phone begins to rang and he picks it up. He steps back a little bit and talks quietly into the speakers.
“His girlfriend”, Zayn explains and I sigh inside. So he has a girlfriend, ugh. I tell myself, that I have no chance and try to accept the fact that we can still become friends.
Nothing more than friends.
End of flashback:
I was lying on my bed, starring out in the dark night. These were my memories and Liliane were never part of it. I was afraid she would take them away from me. That was the reason that made me act like a bitch around here. She could take it all away and I wouldn`t have anything left, but probably Zayn was right. I had to get to know her better to find out what her intentions are.
Notes
A lot of flashbacks, but I hope you can understand their relationships a little better now! :)Next chapter will definitely be Lily`s POV again. That`s all, sooooo bye
-Aylin.
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