Never Imagined~One Direction

27. Decision Made

When we get home I call Hannah and apologize to her for not talking to her for so long. Since I opened up to Zayn I feel more open in general but only with certain people. That's what made me feel more comfortable than usual speaking with her, especially on the phone. I mean I'm sure everyone knows how awkward talking on the phone is... right?

I asked her to tell me about what happened in detail, that I could handle it, and she did.

The next day at work Oliver visits and we have a great time at lunch. I update him about all the things that have happened and he is more than happy to hear about my date with Zayn. He also tries to act all protective, like the big brother he really is to me.

Oliver's visit finally helped me take take my mind off that stupid dream. It keeps playing over and over again in my mind and I can't help but notice my mothers expression each time. Her face is emotionless, like a dead person.

But each time the dream occurred in my mind I tried to concentrate more on her face. If I looked hard enough, I could see, it was if she was hiding something. What's weird is I've seen that expression on her face numerous times before, and it always made me curious. It's right, she did drag me up the stairs two or three times but not often. Something else I usually noticed about her was that I never saw her face when my father wasn't around.

Speaking of my father, the disdain and malevolence written all over his face was clear. It made me shiver just imagining it.

Another thing I couldn't help overthinking about after lunch was my date with Zayn. Was I being impulsive when I said yes? Maybe I shouldn't have told him about my feelings towards him. I mean I know I told him almost everything, I was being irrational, but that's because I felt like I could immediately trust him from the start which was very strange and rare for me, but I felt something towards him I've never felt before.

What's going on in my mind right now is one thing. Is it dangerous to trust him?

Could I still trust him like I did in the beginning?

Should I have trusted him in the first place?

I really can't prevent my mind from wandering to Elsa, and what her boyfriend did. I don't know what I would do if I ever met that son of a b*tch. Most likely attack him, by pouncing on him. Them hopefully my nails would be long enough to-

Okay I really gotta stop thinking about this. My date with Zayn is after tomorrow and I have to make a decision. On one hand if I cancel it'll be rude and Laela will kill me, yet I will be safe. On the other hand... well that's just it, I'm too scared to find out what will happen and I'm not sure I want to.

Suddenly my phone rings and I realize I'm standing in the hallway and haven't opened the door yet.

"Hello, Laela?"

"Where are you?" she questions.

"In the hall," I state casually.

I hear footsteps and the door opens.

"And what are you doing in the hall?" Laela asks, hanging up.

"Thinking." I say.

"Well do you wanna think inside or should I bring you a chair?"

"A chair would be nice." I joke.

She chuckles, "Get in here," she pulls me. "Is something wrong? You seem tired." she concerns.

"Nah I'm fine, this date thing just has me a little stressed that's all." I confess.

"You want a piece of cheesecake from yesterday?" she grins.