Chapter 5.-White Lies

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I stood there, stunned, and tears were threatening to spill over. Zayn pulled away, and he must have seen me. A look of dread flashed through his eyes. He pushed the waitress away, and ran towards me, but I was already running. When I got outside, I pulled off my heels and started running at a faster pace. I heard Zayn calling my name desperately, but i didn't care. I dodged cars, people, and trees. I ran down the sidewalk, cutting my foot on glass. I squealed in complete pain, but ignored it. I was slowed, but I still didn't care. Blood trailed behind me, and Zayn was shouting my name, telling me to stop before I got hurt anymore. How much more could I get hurt? My heart was already shattered to pieces. This was my fault, for coming here with him. I ran to our flat, and slammed the door in his face. I ran to our bathroom upstairs. I looked at my foot, desperately hoping the blood would stop flowing there. I wrapped a towel over it, but it quickly seeped up tons of blood, as it became soaked. I applied pressure roughly. I held it there till I was sure no more blood could come out. I wrapped it in bandages and gauze. I sighed. Great, now I have a broken elbow, and a sliced foot. The bathroom door was heaved open. Zayn looked at me, his hair a crazy mess from running, and he was red-eyed from crying apparently. I stood up, and shifted my weight on my left foot. I shoved myself past him a little too roughly, and limped to our bedroom. I packed my clothes and a brush into my purple dufflebag. Zayn was faintly sobbing behind me. I turned my head around and seen him on the floor sobbing in a fetal position. I sighed as tears ran down my cheeks also. What was Zayn hiding from me?  Did he cheat on my during tour? Does he actually care, or are those forced tears? Millions of questions ran through my brain. "Boo, don't leave me. I swear, I cant live without you. It was a mistake." "Zayn, cut your shit. We both know that wasn't a mistake. I could clearly see the pleasure she was giving you. I'm leaving you. Don't evens to me, cause I'm not coming back." With that, I left without a trace.

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