Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)

Chapter 22

Today I was invited to hang out with Emily, alone of course. I obviously said yes and now here I was, laying down by her, eyes glued onto the TV. I was doing my best to avoid getting intimate with her, that would be awkward. Have phone sex last night with Zayn and get heated with Emily the next day? Yeah, awkward.

Wow I sound like a slut. You are a slut.

My cheeks turn red and I sigh, just pretending that I was cuddling with Zayn and not Emily. It was hard considering I had to be the big spoon with her. I was always the little spoon with Zayn and I loved it. I felt safe, happy with his arms around my body. Everything was just so different. 

With Zayn, I felt care-free and just so happy. Then with Emily, I felt like I had to act like somebody else. Maybe I should try to break it off tonight... I have to do it. No matter how hard it's going to be, I need to do the right thing for once. It might pain Emily but it's better to do it now than never. Maybe after this movie ends. The movie should keep us quiet and give me time to shake off how nervous I was. 

Of course, odds were against my favor. I felt her lips moving against my neck and I kept getting more nervous each and every second. I can't let her do this. "No no no" I gently push her body away from mine. I didn't want to do this now, I wasn't ready. But either push her away and tell her or get heated with her? She looks up at me in confusion. She looked confused and sad and that made it even harder for me than it already was.

"I need to tell you something... I-I just can't do this anymore" I tell her, my voice weak

"What? Why?" she asks sadly

Her confused expression turned to a hurt one. She pushes away, getting up from the bed. I get up right after, looking down at her. Here it comes... the truth is about to come out. I felt like throwing up right on the spot. I close my eyesm speaking quickly,

"I'mCheatingOnYouWithZayn" 

Her eyes widen, her mouth wide open. She was either shocked or angry, I couldn't really tell. Maybe even both.

"What'd you say?" she sounds hurt. She obviously heard me, she just needs me to repeat it. I take a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. I could hear my heart beat in my ears. 

"I'm cheating on you with Zayn..." I say slower, my lip quivering

"What?!" she shrieks

She swings a hand at me. I feel the stinging pain spread through my cheek, my hand covering the spot. She slapped me. I deserved that... She pushes me down and luckily I fall back on the bed. "Why?!" she cries out, tears streaming down her face.

"I-I don't know I'm sorry!" I stutter, pushing myself up

"So you've been fucking with Zayn all this time?!"

"N-no it's not like that-" liar.

"Get out!" she screams

I quickly gather my stuff and run as fast as I can to get out of her house before her brother comes over and beats me to death. I get in my car, taking off, not looking back. 

...

I knock on Zayn's door, a sad expression still on my face. Yes, I did the right thing, but that didn't make me feel any better. After a couple of seconds, Zayn opens the door and he looks at me. He instantly allows me into the apartment.

We instantly took a seat in his room on his bed. "What's wrong?" he asks right away. My heart fluttered at the fact that he knew something was wrong without me saying anything. I sigh, resting my head on his shoulder.