Afraid

39.

This chapter is a long filler, anyways the next chapter will be worth everything. I read a comment on my pervious chapter and it said that Alex and Zayn aren't anything like a fairytale. Which is correct, I think all the fanfics sugarcoat the relationship between the characters. Nobody is really honest anymore, my story shows that not all couples have a forever, or sometimes their demons are too dark for other people to handle. These situations are real, and affect people to open their eyes. I am here to write the truth with a lovestory to show the situations so you guys can understand them. So carry on, and tysm, I have a special something planned for you guys next update ! I promise :)

Songs for this chapter:
Bloodstream- Stateless
Party mixes { Seven Nation Army Remix- the glitch mob & the white stripes
Smells like teen spirit- nirvana riot 87 remix
Sweet dreams- Eurythmics
Heads Will Roll (A-Trak Remix) - Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Pursuit of Happiness- Kid Cudi Steve Aoki Remix} party scene

Forgive me of any typos, will fix later:)

Alex's POV

I cried myself to sleep that night. I kept telling myself, he didn't hang up, that the connection just got really bad. That's what I forced myself to believe. It helped me sleep. It has been three days since I talked to anyone. Ella would bring me food, as I just stayed in bed, replaying mine and Zayn's conversation. My eyes felt heavy all day. I would get teary eye just thinking about it. It hurt, a lot, the heartbreak was unbelievable. I didn't know something like this could hurt. The worst time was at night, when I would try to fall asleep, knowing he is out there, trying to his hardest to not think about me. I felt as if, everything was crashing down. I didn't have my family to comfort me, all I had was Ella, and ashton. I tried to watch tv, but my mind would flood to other thoughts and I would remember that I ranway, I wasn't home to wrap myself in my blanket, and lay in my bed.

In reality I was laying on some strangers couch, wrapped in her blanket that her grandmother had gave her as a going away present, to remember home. I had nothing to remind me of home, I had left my past life in Bradford, which i deeply regret.

Ella walked in with ashton carry a bag of food, ashton looks at me with furrowed eyebrows wishing for the best, "Has she moved?"

Ella laughs, "Yeah, she has to use the restroom and take a shower." And that's all I did, I only got up to move, or use the restroom, and shower. I didn't feel like doing anything. I didn't even want to talk, I didn't want to be bothered.

I close my eyes resting my head on the couch armrest, "He doesn't understand. He isn't a girl."

He chuckles, "Nope. But I do understand what the heartbreak feels like. I just shut my feelings off. You should try the same, I guarantee that it'll work."

I feel the seat next to me sink in, smelling the fresh crispy smell of bacon. I open my eyes, "You bought me food?"

Ella smiles, "Well ashton did."

I look at ashton who is stuffing his face, with a big burger. He smiles while chewing his food, "Yeah so eat up. We are going out tonight to the movies."

I shake my head, covering Myself with her blanket, "I'm not hungry. I just wanna stay in tonight." I have refused anything that they have brought to me, my mind is set on sleep.

Ella frowns, "did you guys break up?"

I decide not to answer her question because I don't even know. Things between us are complicated. I shrug my shoulders, "can we not talk about it." I start to feel a lump form in my throat.

Ashton sits on the bed nodding, "Ella we still going to that party tomorrow night?" She smiles nodding, as I watch her trying to take the pickles out of her burger.