Chapter 7

I released the kiss and looked into his eyes.

"Get me away from here." I said weekly.

He nodded, took my suitcase and held my hand. He gently put me in the passenger seat and put my suitcase in the back seat.

Zayn then started the car engine and drove off. The ride was silent until Zayn spoke up.

"Want to talk about it?" He asked.

I shook my head no and after that, it was completely silent.

Zayn parked his car and I opened the door to get out, Zayn doing the same along with getting my suitcase from the back seat.

He opened the door with his keys and we both got inside. I opened my shoes and hung my coat, Zayn then led me to his room.

He opened his room door and I stepped inside, admiring his bedroom. His bedroom wasn't too plain but wasn't too fancy, it was just... Comfy.

I slowly sat down on the bed and sighed deeply. I was wondering if I should tell him or not.

Actually, now that I think about it, I think I should tell him. He's done nothing wrong. Infact, if he didn't show up I would've been sitting out there in the cold. But why did he come back anyway?

I looked at him, he was looking in his cupboard so he could find me something I could wear.

"Zayn." I called, he looked at me.

"Why.. Why did you come back?" I asked.

He grabbed a white t-shirt with the words 'COOL KIDS DONT DANCE' on it and gave it to me.

"I forgot my jacket." He said.

I nodded and got up to exit the room and went to the bathroom to change.

I shut the bathroom door and took of my wet soggy clothes. But then I remembered that my bra and panties were in his room. So I had to put on my wet clothes again and go to Zayn's room.

I opened the door and he looked at me confused.

"Something wrong with the t-shirt?" He asked.

I grabbed my suitcase, "no no, it's fine. I just need my.. stuff."

It was an awkward moment so I just rushed out the room, pulling my suitcase along.

I finally got to take off all my wet clothes and slip on Zayn's comfy t-shirt.

As I put the t-shirt on I smelt a vanilla scent. Nice. The t-shirt only came up to mid-thigh so I had to bend a little so it would at lest hover over my knees.

But then I realised I probably looked demented walking around like that so I walked normally, putting my hands on the hem of the t-shirt.

I got out of the bathroom and walked to his room. As I entered, Zayn's eyes were on my legs and I felt even more uncomfortable.

He saw me shifting and trying to cover my legs.

"Oh, uh, I'll get you something to eat." He quickly said.

He got up to leave and so did I.

"Actually it's okay, I'll go down with you." I smiled.

I sat down on the table while Zayn fixed up something for me to eat. Shall I tell him? Will he get offended? Will he leave me like Harry did?

I sighed, "Zayn."

"Mhm?" He said, his back towards me.

I played with my fingers. This was it. how will he react?

"About what happened earlier on.." I started.

He turned around to face me, "you don't have to tell me."

"I know, I just.. want to." I sighed again.

Why did these things always happen to me?

"But before I tell you that, I need to tell you something else." I said.

He came towards me and sat down beside me.

"I had a boyfriend named Harry, once. And my mum didn't like him because he was the bad boy type. She didn't let me see him or make contact with him what so ever. We actually had to sneak around to see each other. Then my worst nightmare came true, he broke up with me because he hated all this sneaking around. And another surprise was that he was cheating on me too.." Tears started to prick my eyes but I wiped them away.

"The other thing.. The thing that happened today.. Was about you." Tears rolled down my cheeks and I couldn't help but cry even more.

Zayn wiped my tears and pulled me onto his lap. After I calmed down a little I carried on.

"She screamed at me, saying that she's trying to protect me and I'm just going to my old ways. I screamed at her saying there was no wonder why my dad left her. And then I said that's he wasn't trying to protect anyone, she just wanted them close to her. Then she, basically kicked my out of the house.." I started to tear up but I bit my lip to stop crying, making it bleed.

"Don't do that!" Zayn said, looking at my bloody lip.

He gently removed me off his lap, got a wet cloth and started dabbing my lip.

"You should've just let it out, its okay to cry." He spoke softly.

I nodded as he dabbed my lip with the cloth. I was still wondering if Zayn was offended. The only way to find out was to ask.

He stopped dabbing my lip and put the wet cloth back in the sink.

"Zayn. One question." I said.

He sat down, "spill."

"Are you offended..?" I asked, anxious about the answer.

"Offended? No, why should I be?" He said and I sighed of relief, "but if you don't fight for the one you love, then I definitely will be offended."

I nodded, "just one more question."

"Gosh you really are curious aren't you?" Zayn joked and I smiled.

"Is my food almost done?" I asked, pointing to the oven.

Zayn's eyes widened and he bought out burnt food from the oven.

"Um... we could always order pizza.." He said and I laughed.

***

My alarm for my phone woke me up and I hit the snooze button.

But then I remembered that it was a Thursday. I glanced at the clock on the wall and I read 8:21, great now I have nine minutes to get ready. So I jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom.

I almost forgot I was in Zayn's house. So I went back to our room and grabbed my toiletry bag and a pair high waist shorts with a white flowing top with thin straps, a gold spiky necklace with a pair of brown shoes.

I quickly went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and changed. I brushed my hair and left it how it normally was.

I went into our room to wake up Zayn, why was he so calm that he's going to be late.

"Zayn." I said.

"Zayn." I said even louder.

"Zayn!" I practically screamed.

He woke up, startled.

"Your going to be late, hurry up." I said.

Zayn glanced at the clock, "it's only 7:30 what are you on about?"

Clearly, he doesn't know how to read the time.

"It's 8:30 what are you on about?" I asked, confused.

He chuckled and I just got even more annoyed.

"That clock is an hour back. But I'll get ready anyway since I'm already awake." He got up to go to the bathroom.

I sat on my bed, looking through my messages.

All of them from El, Dani and Blair. Mostly Blair.

Blair: did you kiss?Blair: did you?Blair: I said did you?!!

Danielle: kiss who?!

Blair: oh.. This is our group chat.. 😳Blair: never mind..

Eleanor: no tell me.Eleanor: were you talking about me, Dani or Sky?

Blair: ...Blair: I was asking Sky... If..

Danielle: if..?

Blair: if she kissed her cat!

Eleanor: she doesn't have one.

Blair: oh right.. My bad.

Eleanor: okay..

Danielle: your acting weird..

Blair: have to go and.. Pee..? Bye..

Zayn was finally ready. I out my phone away in my bag and waited for him to get his stuff.

"Wanna go grab pancakes?" He asked.

I nodded and we left the house.

After a short drive we finally reached the pancake place.

Zayn waited at the table as I ordered the pancakes.

"Hi can I have two specials please?" I asked.

I was looking at the menu and then looked at the man behind the counter. I froze. Harry.

Ooh... Awkward or what?! Who do you ship? I love ZYLYNN 🙌🙌 end of. Anywayssss vote and comment PLSSS..