Chapter 17

ZAYN'S POV

Night one without her. No text, no calls, nothing. I was starting to wonder what the heck I was doing. Why am I pushing away the person I love the most?

As I gently closed my eyes I could see her sky blue eyes full of tears and shattered betrayal... "Leave. Get me out of your head, I don't want you picturing me when you let us go." She spoke, teeth gritted. I quickly opened my eyes with a startle.

I guess I wasn't going to fall asleep anytime soon.

***

Night two came along very slowly. The whole day dragged; as if my day without her couldn't be put together.

Nights turned to weeks, which turned to a month, then lead on to 5 months.

***

I lifted my eyelids gently, while smiling at my beautiful blond.

"Morning." She said with a smile.

I played with her hair for a minute or so.

"Any dreams tonight?" She asked softly, trailing her hands down my cheek.

"Thanks to you, no." I told Gabby.

I lied. Yesterday nights dream wasn't as bad as the one I had a few weeks ago. Gabby was my therapist. I had decided that I couldn't put up with her broken face that I kept picturing in my head every night, so I booked weekly appointment with a therapist. Gabriella. Once a week became twice a week and before I knew it, we were in bed together.

It's the right thing to do, at least that's what I kept saying to myself. Gabby's voice distracted me from my thoughts.

"Well you don't want to miss that photo shoot this morning. You better get dressed." She told me, whilst untangling herself from me and hopping into the bathroom.

Modelling was what I do for a living, so I am well known. Today's photo shoot was for the front cover of  Vogue. I was told to come in at 11.

I glanced at the clock, 10:43. "Fuck," I cursed under my breath.

I jumped out and ran into the bathroom, startling Gabby.

She chuckled, "late as always."

I got ready within 10 minutes, and the ride was a good 20 minutes long. I skipped breakfast and kissed Gabby goodbye.

After a good load of traffic, I finally arrived. I rushed into the building and nodded at Connor.

"Half an hour late, mate." He said as I waited for the lift.

"Thanks mate, I'll make it up to you." I said whilst pressing the damn lift button again.

"Don't thank me, thank the pretty blond that is still waiting for you." He said, as I jumped into the lift as soon as it came.

I rushed into where I was assigned to go and opened the door.

"I'm sorry, was stuck in a load of traff-" I stopped in my tracks as soon as our eyes met.

The room was starting to get warm. The windows were wide open yet it seemed like neither of us could breathe. Fuck, Skylynn was here. She was my photographer. I had to get out of here. But for some damn reason my legs forgot how to move.

"Well I um... A-are we? Hi you look good....... I mean, uh, we..." I stopped speaking because I looked so fucking stupid.

She looked down at her feet and I could see a smile creeping in. She looked exactly the same but looked even more beautiful.

It was silent, neither of us not knowing what to do. Just then a brown headed guy with matching blue eyes as Sky came and put his arms around her.

"Anything to drink babe?" He asked, pecking her on the cheek.

Fuck. I should've known. Of course she'd have a boyfriend by now. I don't know why all this time I thought she'd be on her own.

Sky finally broke the tension, "um, Louis.. This is Zayn.. The guy I'm photo shooting." She said to him.

"Zayn, this is Louis." She said, looking at my forehead. My fucking forehead.

"My boyfriend." At that moment she looked me in the eye and nothing stung more than looking into her eyes again and bringing back the memories.

Louis came towards me and shook hands, "Zayn mate, your achieving well. Saw you on many magazine covers.

I wanted to smack him right in his fucking face but I managed to mumble something, "yeah. Me and sky used to be... Friends."

As I said the word friends, sky looked at me right in the eyes again and I felt the same horrendous sting in my heart.

"Oh well isn't that great. Makes it easier for all of us." Louis said with a smile, whilst taking Sky's hand.

The photo shoot was awkward. I couldn't give my usual mysterious look. Instead I kept meeting her eyes and mentally slapping myself.

After an hour or so we took a break, Louis asked me to hang with him and Sky. I would've refused but my fucking tongue forgot how to speak.

Turns out I didn't have to. Sky was chatting and giggling to both of us as if nothing ever happened between us. This was definitely an act.. Right? I couldn't tell so I decided to play along too.

As Louis got up to get us all drinks, it was only me and Skylynn. I decided to stop being so immature and act natural.

"So how have you been?" I asked.

She looked at me, I half expected her to answer and half expected her to ignore me. Instead I got neither, she burst out crying and ran to the toilets.

I was shocked, I didn't expect this at all. Was she still hurting..? I turned to look at Louis, he was at the far end of the que chatting to some guy. I ran for it.

"Sky, come out. We need to talk, it can't be like this forever." I paused, nothing.

"If you're not coming out then I'm coming in." I spoke firmly.

SKYLYNN'S POV

He was definitely gonna come in so I had no choice but to come out. I didn't want to talk, I didn't want this day to be like his. I wanted the photo shoot to be over and never think of this day again.

Louis knows everything. I had to tell him. He was there when no one else was.

All my friends have gone out of town or to another country. I'm not really in touch because the first few months I couldn't bear the pain so I stopped interacting with everybody.

At that moment I realised that I was broken still. My heart still reaches out for him. It'll forever be untamed.

I unlocked the cubicle and got out the toilet.

"I shouldn't have, really. Let's go back to pretending to laugh and smile. Louis will be worried." I said, and started walking.

"No." He grabbed my arm and turned me so I was facing him again.

"I'm not gonna fucking smile anymore, not if its gonna be all fake." He spoke harshly.

I searched his eyes. A flash of pain flew across them. Was he still hurting too?

"I think I still love you." I whispered without realising.

Ooooohhh......... Who knows what will happen? Anyways, sorry I couldn't update for those few months. Also 3k views?!! Omg ty so much. Please like and comment, ty x