★ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐈'𝐒 ★

T H E • F E R R A R I S • 23

Fay walked into the classroom. Annoyance cripples her as Magdalena sits near the door.

Fay walks back and sits next to her friends.

"Fuck off," she says to Leonidas. All of them looked at each other and shut up.

They all text each other on their phones, coming up with conclusions.

Fay stares holes in Magdalena's head.

"Are you OK?" Rose asks as she looks at her with concern in her eyes.

"I'm just fine," I say, looking straight into Magdalena's eyes.

"Oh, he finally asked me out on a date!" I sit up straighter and listen in close.

"He's finally going to ask you to be his girlfriend," Lorena, her best friend, gushes.

"You and Zayn would make cute babies," they both laugh, as I try my best to not lunge at her.

Babies? Fucking babies?!

What are they, married?

I stood up and walked out.

My phone rings as I step out of the school.

"Hello?" I stop walking down the steps as soon as I lay eyes on Zayn, who sits on the front part of his truck smoking.

"She's gone." I freeze and my phone slips off my hand.

Fuck.

"Can I please get a ride? It's important, "I ask as he steps down and stares at me while stepping on his burnt cigarette.

"What for?" He asks, "Please, I need to go now. I'll pay you. " He sighs, nodding his head toward the passenger side.

"Where to?" He asks as he drives off out of the school.

"The airport," I say, and he looks at me with curiosity.

She's dead.

My breathing fastens as those 2 words run through my mind in a spiral.

"Hey, breath." He grabs my hand and squeezes.

I push his hand away and look out.

"Are you fleeing the country?" He asks, "No, my mom is dead." As those words leave my mouth, the car turns deathly silent.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he says as he pulls up towards the parking space of the airport.

"Wait, why are you parking?" I ask, watching as he gets off the car and opens my door. "I'm coming with you." Grabbing my hand, he helps me off his truck.

"Zayn, no, you can't come with me, I don't want you to" I say stoping my steps and looking at him.

"What?" he asks, shaking his head, locking the car and walking ahead of me.

"I'm not asking for permission, Fay. I'm going with you. " He looks back for a moment as he walks into the busy airport.

"Zayn, I don't want you to come." I say As I grabbed his arm, forcing him to stop. He looked down and removed his arm from my hand.

"Too bad, I don't give two shits if you don't want me to go. I'm going, and that's final. " He walked away, getting into the ticket line.

"Zayn, leave." He grabs his phone and begins typing. I groan, "Zayn," and he looks at me for a moment before grabbing my arm and dragging me away.

He doesn't even have a passport.

"You have a date. You should go. " He stops walking and turns to look at me. amusement in his eyes.

"I can reschedule," he says with a smirk.

reschedule? What the fuck?

So he's still going to that date. With her.

I push him away and walk towards the lines. He pulled me away.

"Why are you pissed?" He asks as I turn away and walk back towards the line.

He's being annoying.

"I've already got the tickets. Come on." I looked at him confused. "No, I am not going with you, Zayn. Leave! " I yelled out loud, nearly getting the attention of the people around us.

"Ma'am, are you OK?" A brunette guy asks, looking at me and Zayn. "No, he doesn't leave me alone." I act innocent, wanting to get away.

"Man, please leave her alone," the guy turns to Zayn as I walk away.

"If You don't get out of my way, I will fucking kill you." Zayn's voice is much darker than before.

When I turn around, I see him pulling a knife on the guy.

He's absurd.

I walk faster up the escalators.

Hiding in between a few people, I manage to lose sight of him.

Rounding the corner I see him looking around for me.

He should leave and make cute babies with Magdalena.

I buy a ticket and make my way to Gate B.

"I'm on my way, Crystal," I say reassuringly as I hand the people my passport.

"I'll take an Uber." I say as I hand the receptionist lady my ticket and passport. "You don't worry, I'll handle the rest." I say while sitting down, I sigh and hang up the call.

The sky is getting dark. It looks like it's going to rain.

"I'm impressed by that little stunt you pulled back there, princess." I look up and roll my eyes at Zayn.

Who sits right beside me with a proud smirk

"You should have stayed," I said, looking over at him annoyingly. "I am not going to stay, especially not after what you told me." I can see a hint of pity in his eyes.

"I hate you," I tell him, looking out of the window. "I hate you too, Fay." Something about those words aren't true.

I can feel it.