What's Happening? • z.m

Chapter 73 - Makeup

Melanie

Today I got to work earlier than usual, last night I made dinner and fell asleep. I didn't even bother talking to Zayn. Even this morning I had breakfast, got ready, kissed goodbye to Scarlett and left.

Once I got to work I saw that I was there before Julie today but five minutes later Julie walked in.
"Hi" She smiles, lighting up the whole room with her gorgeous smile.

"Hey" I say back to her. She walks over behind the desk and sits beside me. "So how's the fam?" She asks.

"Well, right now Zayn and I aren't talking to each other but Scarlett still beautiful as ever" I smile and her "How about you?" I ask her

"Well Johns great and we have decided to try and fulfil our dream - to travel together. We have just being doing the usual but then I was going through my old boxes and I used to want to travel, so I thought what have I got to loose? John is already looking into places." Julie loves her husband heaps, they have a special connection no one else could brake a record off. "And don't worry about Zayn, he'll come though."

"Thanks" I pull her into a hug.

"What do you want to do? Because you can't possibly stay here all your life." Julie chuckles

"Well... I used to want to want to sing. But I realise that dream is a bit extreme" I laugh, but she doesn't laugh, "What?"

"You should go for it, it isn't impossible and its no way extreme. I've heard you humming all the time and I'm assuming you would have a great voice." Julie says to me

"Aww thanks, but I'm not sure" I say

"You only live once, so take risks and make the most of it" Julie speaks.

For the rest of the day, I kept thinking about what Julie said. I've always felt like I'm in a different place while I'm singing, when I was younger singing was my escape to this reality world. Work wasn't crowded today. Only a few people came in.

The Boss thanked me for interviewing James yesterday, when he did memories of Zayn started flooding in my brain. Maybe I should talk to Zayn this afternoon, when my shift was over instead of driving home I drove to Starbucks.

I ordered a normal flat white, grabbed my laptop and sat down at a table near a window. I made a youtube account and started going through famous youtube singers.

Yes, I decided I was going to start posting videos of me singing, people used to tell me I was good but I didn't really think much about it as I grew into my teens.

I got an idea of other youtube singers and how they video themselves, maybe I could use the spare timber boarded room across the hallway.

*Ring Ring*

I pull my phone out of my purse and see its Zayn, oh shit. How long have I been here?

"Hey" I say, trying to act casual.

"Where are you!?" Zayn screams into the phone, so loud that people around me turn the head in my direction. I flinch at his loud voice.

"I'm - I'm coming" I stutter, close to tears. Yes, I get very emotional easily.

"Well, take your time" Zayn says rudely and sarcastically before hanging up. I call Gracie straight away and tell her everything.

"I don't know what's happened to him but he's just so suddenly aggressive." I tell Gracie, she's gotten really angry and mad but maybe I'm overreacting.

Maybe I should just go home and apologise and make things right again. I decide that's the best thing to do and I close my laptop and place it gently into my bag.

I drive pretty fast back home but not over the limit. Once I get home I unlock the door and walk into the house, but suddenly voices of Zayns pop into my head.

Where are you!?

Well, take your time

I close my eyes taking a few deep breaths before opening my eyes and walking into the lounge room. I put my bag down and look around, its very quiet.

"Um..." I whisper quietly, "uh, Zayn?"

I walk around but no ones in sight, I walk out the back door and see the seat swing swinging back and forth slowly. I slowly walk up to the swing and see Zayn sitting on the other side with his head held in his hands. I sit down beside him but he doesn't look up, I know he knows im there but I dont make any attempt to speak.

After about five minutes, Zayn looks up. Thats when I see his eyes are teary and guilt builds up in my chest.

I turn to face him and pull his head into my chest. He starts to sob softly and I just hug him tighter.

"I'm so sorry" My voice cracks, we sit there for a while with him close against my chest sobbing. He finally looks up and into my eyes.

"It should be the other way around" he cracks a little smile and I smile back.

"I'm sorry, I don't even remember what we were fighting about." I say and we pull away from each other.

"Im the one who should be saying sorry, I overreacted over nothing" he says, letting out a soft cough and a smile.

I lean in and peck him on the lips for a second and lean back getting up.

"Where's Scar?" I ask Zayn

"Um.. she's inside sleeping" he points inside,

"Okay"I smile and walk inside and up to Scarletts room, I walk in and see her sleeping peacefully. I feel Zayns presence walking up behind me, he wraps his arms around my waist and leans his head on my shoulder.

"I've missed this" he speaks, I inhale his familiar cologne and close my eyes.

"Me too" I smile

(Heeey, its beeen soo long. Im soo sorry. And it doesn't help that this is a short chappy. Whoops. Please vote, comment and follow :)

-jess x