Flora POV
I had a deep thought about what Zayn told me throughout that night, and I'm going to act towards it- so I'm going back to my mum's place today.
Although, I might just pay her a visit and leave soon because I can't afford to lose Zayn, not anytime soon.
He's become my addiction, my strength, my antidote, and believe me, I feel it would be better not to leave his side.
“Can I come in, Flora?” I heard his cool voice from outside and my smile grow wider-My chuckle trigger is here.
I glance at myself one more time in the mirror and adjusted my yellow mid-thigh gown.
I put on my slippers and gleefully run towards the door.
Not only that, but I bent the doorknob and behold the guy behind my constant smile.
He's clad in a black T-shirt, which makes his muscular frame bulge; I swallowed very hard, resisting the urge to trail my fingers around his packs.
I took my eyes back to his face, his hair neatly combed.
Even if this guy started going bald, it will never deduct from his beauty.
“Can I come in now?” His voice jolted me out of my thought.
I smiled uneasily and paved way for him.
That was quite embarrassing.
“You almost devour me, you know?” he teases and winks, but I just timidly took my eyes away from his figure.
“I can see you're prepared,” He says, and I breathe out before nodding slowly.
My anxiety has started to grow.
“Do you want me to come with you?” He asked amiably.
I smile and walk closer to him.
“That won't be necessary Zayn, she's my mother after all” I replied, staring at somewhere else.
I'm in the conflict of two minds now, one wants me to go, and the other is against the idea.
“Uh mm… I think you might need this,” I averted my eyes back to Zayn's figure, and he's extending a carton to me.
I glance at him, and he motioned me to collect it.
I slowly collected it from him and what I saw at the carton made my eyes protrude- it's a cellphone.
Oh my goodness…
I hurriedly opened the pack.
I heard Zayn laugh and I smile.
“It's all yours princess,” he says,
 I finally opened it and my heart gladdens at what I'm staring at now.
It's a smartphone, a pretty one at that.
I picked it from its pack and scrutinized it, the screen, camera, and everything the pink glitters at the back case makes it so beautiful.
“You like it?” Zayn asked, and I look up at him.
I shook my head sideways.
“I love it,” I screamed and jumped on him.
“Thank you very much, I really appreciate this. You're such a darling and I love you so much…” I rushed my words but stop talking when I realized my last statements.
“Uhm” I sluggishly disengage from the hug, my eyes drifting around the whole room.
I heard him chuckle out, but I can't look at him immediately.
Jeez!
“What did you just say?” He breathed and I gulped.
“I said thank you very much, I appreciate this,” I drawled, waving the phone to his face but not looking at him.
He rammed me into his arm and I could feel my heart hammered.
“Your last words princess” he nuzzled my ear and the butterflies in my tummy are now swarming massively.
“Zayn” I bite back my moan.
“You're still not answering me sweetheart” he bites my neck, his hand circling my waist. 
“Zayn you're…” I moan out loud.
“This dress you're putting on makes me want to do things to you right now, Flora,” he says in a seductive tone and my heart skips a bit.
Things like what?
He made me stand properly and cupped my cheeks; staring into my eyes like I'm the most precious thing to him in the world.
“I saved my number already, and I've taken yours… so, you can call me at any f**king time, understood?”  He explained and I nodded, twisting my lips.
“Please Flora, be careful out there,” he says and I could feel a teardrop from my eyes.
Should I just stay back?
“I'm going to miss you so much Zayn,” the tears are now rolling down my cheeks.
He smiles and wipes my tears with his thumb.
“I'm going to miss you more princess” he cooed.
Without notice, he leaned closer and crashed his lips on mine- it doesn't take a sec before I reciprocated, hungrily.
****
The drive was calm, I leaned against the window sill.
Zayn and I are not talking, just keep stealing glances at each other, and seriously, it's killing me.
“You can stop here,” I told him after a long drive.
He looks at me and stepped on the car brakes.
“Where's your house?” He asked, averting his eyes around the whole building in the environment.
“I'll board a cab from here,” I responded.
He'd given me some cash before we left his house.
I grabbed my small black purse and made to open the car door, but he pinned my hand back.
Huh?
“I'm dropping you right in front of your house, Flora,” he said in finality tone and my heart beat faster.
“You can't do that, Zayn,” I told him, and he creased his brows.
“I mean I still need to summon up some courage in order to face my mum” I explained, and he looks away from my face, not saying anything- probably thinking about my excuse, but it's the truth.
It's been three months since I left the house without prior notice, I just hope mum forgives me.
He stares at me and I nodded.
He took my hands, looking at it adoringly.
“Take good care of yourself, Flora,” He said, still staring at my both hands.
“I will… Take care of yourself too,” Tears are already welled up in my eyes.
Why on earth did Zayn suggest I go back to my Mum?
He hasn't left my side, and I'm missing him badly.
“C'mon Flora, you're not going forever, remember?” He reminded and I nodded curtly.
He let go of my hands and wiped my tears slowly.
“Stop crying, will you?”
“Don't forget the deal, if your Mum doesn't approve my visit, then you're going with me finally” he says sternly.
I chuckled and sniffed.
“I'll miss you so much lady in black” he teases, and I frown.
“Lady in black?” I nudge his arm.
He let out a small laugh which earn a laugh from me as well.
The laughter last for a while and died down.
Zayn is now staring into my eyes, and I'm starting to feel uneasy.
He flipped the loose strand of my hair backward and leaned forward, I shut my eyes when his breath fan through my face.
Uh mm
He places a light feathered kiss on my lips and leaned back on his seat.
“That should last for a while” he shot me a lopsided grin and I bite my lower lip.
“Bye Zayn” I grabbed my bag, and without turning to him, I opened the door and stepped out.
I shut his car door and I watch as he drives speedily on the road- I stood rooted, watching his car till it finally disappeared.
I brought out the phone from my purse and turned it on by the side button.
I smile at the wallpaper- it's a picture of mine, laughing at a joke Zayn had cracked that day; I still wondered how he'd manage to take the shot though without me knowing.
I stare in the direction his car had gone through and breathe out I'm missing him already.
I inhale and exhale, waiting for a cab.
And after some minutes, I sighted a cab coming from afar.
Thank goodness.
The cab was now fast approaching,  I waved at it to stop.
But before the cab could get to me, another car screeched to a halt in front of me. Huh?
A giant guy alighted from the car and marched towards me- he got to me and pulled my hand aggressively.
“Hey!.. Who are you? And where are you taking me?” I shrieked, pulling myself back.
“You're coming with us, young lady,” he said in a cold voice, and in a swift movement, he flung me across his shoulder.
Oh my God!
What?
“Let me go Mr.let me go” I hit his back repeatedly as he approaches his car, but he's not stopping.
"Somebody help” I screamed.
The guy threw me inside the car and another guy hold me by my hands.
The car is now moving already, and it's not funny anymore.
I bite his hand and hit him by the head.
“Argh,” he yelped in pain.
“Let me go you fools,” I yelled at them, hitting the two idiots with all my strength.
“Just calm down girl” one of the guys smirked and I huffed.
“Who the hell are you guys?” I rasped, but they turned deaf ears.
 
Oh, no…
What's happening?
Who are they?
Some minutes had passed, and I could feel my last strength leaving me- oh Lord save me. My nose was covered with a fabric, and immediately, I passed out.