Maybe? Maybe Not? (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve- And you call me stubborn ;}

[Lotus’ POV]

I hear Jaz come home and go straight to her room. She had a night with Niall and I’m hoping it went well. I’ve been up all night playing poker. I shouldn’t be. I know I owe a lot of money to people but if I can win a few hands it will help my funds. This game has been going on for a few hours now and I’m down by two thousand pounds. I knew I should have stopped at the last hand but I know I can win. Another hour passes and I lose another hand. I log off and close my laptop. Damn. Now my debt is at 200 thousand pounds. I sigh loudly and try to get some rest. I can already tell tomorrow is going to be a long day.

~Next Morning~

I wake up to loud clattering downstairs. What the hell is going on? I roll out of my bed and walk to all the commotion. I see Jaz in the kitchen. That’s weird. She never cooks. I’m usually the one that cooks everything for us. I take a seat at the counter at smile at my friend that is trying to figure out the stove.

“Uh need help there Jaz?” I laugh and she sticks her tongue out at me.

“No. I got it.” She turns to the refrigerator and pulls out some eggs and bacon. She starts cracking and mixing the eggs while frying bacon. Once all the food is done she serves me and a woken Scarlett. “See. I can cook.” Jaz has a large grin on her face.

“Why are you so happy this morning?” Scar asks before taking a bite out of her breakfast.

“I just am.” Jaz’s smile never leaves her face and I catch on pretty quick.

“So things with you and Niall went well last night.”

“They went really well actually. I had a lot of fun last night.” She looks at Scar and I with a smile. I see Scarlett go to say something but Jaz cuts her off. “And  no Scarlett we didn’t have sex.” We all laugh and the phone rings.

“Some of us are classy!” I speak before putting my plate in the sink. Jaz gets the phone and looks directly at me while she is speaking.

“You want Saige to come over tonight?” She asks into the line I look at her and she mouths ‘Zayn’. I immediately shake my head. “Just one second Zayn.” She covers the end of the phone with her hand.

“I’m not dancing for him.” I whisper yell.

“Why not?”

“Because! Just tell him I’m needed at the club tonight or something.” Jaz’s eyes bore into mine but she asks no more questions.

“Hey Zayn. Yeah Saige can’t come tonight. Maz is making her pull some extra shifts. Sorry.” She hangs up and turns back to me. “So are you going to tell us what that was about or do we have to guess?” I break my gaze from Jaz and Scarlett.

They don’t know about my money situation. I’ve decided not to tell them. I pay my portion of the rent on time and can contribute a little to groceries and stuff. I don’t give them a reason to question my financial status. And then Zayn just has to find out. I know that if I see him tonight he would just ask questions that I don’t want to answer.

“Well?” Scarlett breaks my transe.

“I just don’t feel like seeing him tonight that’s all.”

“That’s funny seeing as you were all over him a few days ago.” Jaz mumbles.

“I just don’t feel like it ok? And don’t try to go all sensitive on me when you just admitted your feelings to Niall last night. Miss Keep Things Impersonal.” Jaz’s eyes go wide at what I just said.