Make It Rain (Zayn Malik Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

 
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I tore the note off of the door. I could feel the tears coming down my face. I quickly wiped my face. How did this happen. I knew I was a little behind on rent and some utilities, but I didn't think it was this bad. Before I could open the door I heard my name being called from down the hall. I turned to see Zayn holding my clutch in his hand. I turned my head to hide my tears. He walked up to me handing me the purse. I took it without making eye contact with him. My body was overthrown with a sob

"Are you ok" I heard Zayn say in a soft tone.

I didn't say anything I just walked in the my apartment closing the door behind me not giving Zayn an answer. I quickly went to my bedroom and flopped myself on the bed. I wasn't worried about my make up, or the fact that I had my heels on I just wanted to feel some type of peace. I slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I was woken up by the sound of someone knocking on my door. I got up dragging myself to the front door. I opened it up to nbe greeted by Jay. My eyes almost popped out of my head. I forgot we agreed to go job shopping together. I probably looked horrible.

"Is this a bad time" he said looking at me with confused eyes.

I wiped under my eyes, black coving my fingers. "No come in" I said instructively. I was always a yes person when it came to Jay.

I let him in and he stood awkwardly in my kitchen.

"Would you like some breakfast?'

"Sure" he said.

"Ok take a seat and give about 5 minutes to get myself together." I said heading towards my bathroom in a dreary state.

When I got into the bathroom I was shocked at the monster that looked back at me in the mirror. My hair was disheveled, under my eyes were black and red lipstick was smeared across my face. I took a wash cloth out of my closet in my bathroom. I wiped all of the make up off of my face. I brushed my teeth afterwards. I put my hair in a bun to get it out of my face. Once I looked fairly presentable, I went into my room to change out of my clothes from last night, into something more comfortable. I changed into a big t-shirts and leggings. I walked back in the living room to see jay at my island on his phone.

"Pancakes, or biscuits?". I said flatly.

"Pancakes please" Jay said looking up from his phone.

I quickly got the ingredients out of the cabinet to make the pancakes. I pulled out bacon from the fridge, and took pre-cut bagged potatoes. I turned on the stove and started preparing the food.

"I guess you had a rough night?" Jay said breaking the silence.

"Yea you don't know the half of it." I said still not looking at him.

"So what kind of places to you wanna look at. I was thinking clothing stores since they would most likely burn down." Jay sain in a joking manner.

I don't know why his words triggered me so much but I started crying. It started as soft sobs.

"Syd are you ok"

"IM FINE OK!" I yelled at him tears runninb down my face. Jay had worry in his face. He came over and hugged me tightly. It felt so good to be comforted. He reached around turning off the tap, then placing his hands back around my body. Jay rubbed small circles in my back like Zayn did last night. Zayn! I pulled away from the hug and ran to check my phone. I saw that I had 7 missed calls and 3 text messages from Zayn. I exhaled harshly. Jay entered my room.