I started to cry and cry on Zayn's shoulders. I feel over protected.

"I can't live there. I hate there. They don't love me coz' really they don't love dad. They just care about money. They left their daughter. They left mum. My precious mum. They don't care about the love of them. And that's me. They'll just hurt me." I thought depressively.





Zayn's POV

As soon as Laine stopped crying, I haven't mind that she slept on my shoulders, hugging me too tight. I can really see the anxiety of her to her grannies and to that fucking Liberty.



I let Lalaine lay on her bed. Duvet around her. I can see she's cold, depressed and scared.



After for about 30 minutes of staring her on sleep, I decided to go again to her balcony. It's refreshing. Darkness beyond is too beautiful, mixing with a couple of dots and a big moon on it.



Thoughts were onto Lalaine. She's really a good girl and don't derserve fucked up family. I thought of her parents. Grannies and Liberty. I am sure that they'll get Lalaine since she was the only grandchild. Maybe she'll run their business after her grannies died. Or even give the rest of money to her.. . I wished Lalaine would get the perfect guy til her life ends. I wished a guy that she'll surely love. Like her parents. They love each other. They've been perfect til their death...

Notes

Keeping my fingers crossed. Omg I hope One Direction will give Philippines and Indonesia chances to see the boys. We've been trying, seriously head locked down. Ugh STADIUM TOUR :) :) Proud of them x