Ellie's POV
I slid my house key into the slot and pushed the door open. Zayn was right behind me, watching my every move. Once I was inside, I dropped my bag back into its heap in the corner and placed my keys on the table.
"Goodbye" I said to tired to care. I wanted him to leave me alone.
I guess he didn't really like what I had to say because he didn't say anything to me. He just looked at me, as usual.
"Goodbye" I said a little more sternly.
It made me mad when he, yet again, didn't reply.
"If you aren't going to talk to me, you can leave" I snapped at him. This night was not a good night and he was just making it worse.
He just stood there staring at me like I was an alien.
Annoyed, I pushed him out the door and slammed it in his face. I guess he left after that because he didn't attempt to get back inside.
"Jessie?" I called remembering that I had asked her to stay the night. I walked into the kitchen and put the box with my left over soup in the refrigerator.
"Ellie? Are you okay" she was definitely worried.
I just wanted to go to bed. "Yeah, I'm fine." I just brushed past her down the hallway.
She noticed my fatigued attitude. "Good night, Ellie."
Relieved, I slipped into my pj's and climbed into bed.
***
"Ellie, wake up. I made breakfast." Jessie bribed me to get up.
I opened my eyes in time to see her leave through the door. I could smell the bacon that she had made. Excited, I jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen. Sure enough, there was bacon and waffle out on the counter.
"So" Jessie said turning to me "What happened last night?"
"Oh" I didn't really want to talk about it but Jessie would have pried it out of me if i didn't tell her. "A lot of stuff"
I went on to tell her everything while eating breakfast. I only stopped a few times to make sure she was still listening.
"Wait..." She paused. "He hurt you?" she asked concerned.
"Yeah" I showed her my wrist. It had gotten worse since yesterday. The previous blue and purple streaks had molded into a giant blackish blue mark.
"Oh my... " she whispered. She turned her gaze to my eyes. "What are you going to do?"
"I don't know" I honestly didn't know. I didn't like how he treated me. He treated me as if I was weak, which I am not.
Shortly after that Jessie went home and I was left alone. Because there was nothing else to do, I grabbed my bag, car keys, and my phone and went out the door.
"Whoa" I looked around. "What is going on?" There were screaming girls, people with cameras shouting random questions at me, people shoving me around, some of them were even trying to get pieces of my clothing.
I ran back inside.
"Great," I muttered, "Now, I'm stuck inside my own house!"
Flustered, I threw my stuff down on the counter. What was this all about? Curious, I peeked through the blinds in the kitchen to see what they were doing. Most of them were standing out by the curb by news vans while the reporters were doing a story. Taking this information in, I quickly paced over to the couch and turned the t.v. on. I flipped through the channels until I got to E! News.
"We are standing live outside of Ellie Wilson's house." The brunette said in an overly cheery voice. "She has been seen recently at a fancy restaurant with One Direction's Zayn Malik!" After this was said, pictures of Zayn and I scrolled across the screen.
"What the heck?! That was just yesterday!" fuming, I called Jessie.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Turn on the t.v. to E! News now." I spat out disgusted at what was going on.
"OH MY GOD!!! THAT'S YOU!!!" she was just as shocked as I was.
"This is awful! What am I going to do?" I asked. I quickly looked back out the window where all of these strangers were making reports about me.
"Don't go outside" She said after a moment to think about what to say.
"I have to go" I didn't want to talk about this. I flicked the t.v. off.
I sat back down on the couch. This is ridiculous! I can't even go anywhere.
I was broken from my thoughts when the back door slammed close. Frightened, I immediately ducked down behind the couch. Was it one of those reporters? Was it a robber trying to take something of mine to make a quick buck?
"Ellie?" a deep voice echoed.
Zayn. Why was he here? I crawled out from my hiding space.
"What?" I said as I stood up.
He chuckled at my situation. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine" I looked at the tall boy before me.
"I saw E! News today" He said with a smirk on his face.
Did he set up those photographers just like he'd set up that waitress in the bathroom?
"Well thanks to you, I can't leave my house!" I spat. Everything that he was doing was really getting on my nerves.
I could tell that he didn't like the tone I was using because he looked at the ground.
"I'm sorry, I just need to get out of here" I was getting claustrophobic.
I think that Zayn could sense my anxiety because he took my apology. He stared down at me. He gently took my hand making sure he didn't hurt me again.
"Lets go" he led be out the back door and to his car.
We left all of the people standing on my front law clueless that I was no longer there.
We were in the car for about ten minutes when we turned into a parking lot.
"What is this place?" I asked.
