Something Beautiful

Chapter Thirteen

DELANIS POV

He loved me... Out of everyone in the world, I would have expected Zayn to be the last person to find me attractive, but apparently I was wrong, and everyone knew it too. He was supposed to ask me out in this big creative way that Skie came up with before he found out he had to go, and when he went, he kissed me. I was shocked, extremely confused. The kiss didn't feel awkward or make me mad. It felt strange, but I liked it...a lot. Juliet took me back to her place that day and I sat there for the longest time thinking about it. But that was over a month ago, and during that month I don't know what I felt. I haven't talked to him since, but I really wanted too. Everyone says I've been acting weird, but I've been too confused to notice anything. I just wanted to sleep all day. I don't know if its my heart missing him or the guilt for not speaking to him for so long.

JULIETS POV.

I know she wanted to talk to him. The way she acted wasn't herself after he left. I had talked to Zayn several times since he left. The conversations consisted of "how's Delani?" "Is she mad at me?" Can I talk to Delani" and so on. I was determined to get her on the phone with him. No more waiting. I walked onto the back porch where she sat. She spent a lot of her time back therw , thinking I guess.

"Delani its about time" I spoke

"For what?" She responded.

"You're talking to Zayn. I'll call him up for you. Please he misses you and I know you miss him." I started my rant

"I cant" she interrupted, almost yelling. She took a deep breath and continued, quieter this time.

"What will I say! What if he's angry with me!" She said. I could tell the thought of him made her emotional.

"But Delani! If its not now its never! Please. I want you to be happy and talking to him will help.."

"I'll call him my self when I'm ready. Just please leave me alone!" She cried. Then she ran out the front gate. I didn't mean to upset her, but I knew she could handle it.

DELANIS POV.

I ran as far away from her as I could. I wasn't usually this emotional. I felt like I was crying over nothing. What she did wasn't even worth get mad over. All the worry and stress was getting to me. I was angry only at my self. I should have called him the night he left, I should have told him how I felt. I was crying now. I was headed towards the beach, I needed to be alone. I ran on the sand stumbling over the unsteady surface. I ran far away from anybody. I was shaking now, and my legs gave in. I fell into the sand, catching myself on my elbows. I rolled onto my back and composed my self.

" calm down Delani, you're over reacting." I whispered to my self. I closed my eyes and remembered how I ended up here. And all the times he took me to the beach and to that museum that I loved a lot.I remember when he saved my life... And when we kissed at the airport. How I felt, how he must have felt.

I took out my phone and dialed his number. It was about time I settle things. I let it ring and wiggled my toes nervously. I was dissapointed when it went to voicemail. I thought about ending it right there. But I decided leaving a message would make me feel better. When I heard the tone my heart skipped a beat.

"Uhhm. Zayn, I'm really sorry i never called you, and I know I should have but...I've just been confused, about how..hum. About how someone like you could want someone like. Me. Listen I don't know how to say this but. For a while I hum. Well after you left I just. Dammit Zayn! I like you okay. No. I've loved you from the start. Since the moment I woke up and you introduced yourself, I knew there was something... And I just never, wanted to accept it because you were my best friend. I love you okay. And now you're gone and you're not picking up the damn phone... I. Don't know what I should. I should go. Uhmm, I guess I'll just see you when you get back okay. Bye."

The message was awkward and was hard to understand, but now can you explain something that you don't understand yourself.

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Authors note: I don't know guys its getting harder to write... I have no idea where this is going :\ ugh. Oh well.