GUNSHOT ➪ Zayn

seventy-second

chapter 72:

Selena came back and hugged James from the back.
Alyssa was avoiding their look when she said:
"Alyssa I am sorry I got tense once again. If my dad called you, I do believe he had a good reason to do so. But next time please, tell us where you go."
"Thank you Selena. It just came all so fast, I didn't had time to think about it..." Alyssa replied.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah—Yeah, it's all good, no worries" the blonde girl said in a cracking voice.
Selena seemed unsure about believing her friend or not.
All three pairs of eyes turned towards the door opening. Zayn was back. Eyes red, messy hair.
"What?"
"Nothing." They all replied.
"Hum, guys, we still have a mission to complete..." Selena announced walking towards the center of the room.
"Sure." James mumbled.
Alyssa followed him and sat on the couch, opposite to Zayn.
They discussed the last details once again, there was no second plan, it was a do or die mission. No time to hesitate. 

Hours went by, time flew and Zayn and Alyssa had to have the conversation. Furthermore it was their turn to spent the night up to watch out the cameras. 

Zayn took a deep breath and walked towards Alyssa, who was sitting on the couch with her arms crossed. He felt a knot in his stomach as he realized how much he had hurt her.

"Alyssa, can we talk?" he said softly, taking a seat next to her.

Alyssa didn't respond and kept her eyes fixed on the computers.

"I know I've been an idiot and I said some really mean things to you," Zayn continued. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I was just so angry and frustrated about everything that's been happening, and I took it out on you. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry."

Alyssa still didn't say anything, but Zayn could see a hint of a tear in her eye.

"I really care about you, Alyssa," Zayn said, his voice breaking. "And I hate that I hurt you. Can you please just look at me"

Alyssa finally looked up at him, her eyes filled with emotion. "Zayn, it's not that easy," she said. "You hurt me a lot. And I don't know if I can just forgive and forget as I always do."

Zayn nodded, understanding her pain. "I know it won't be easy," he said. "But I promise to make it up to you. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us. Just please, give me a chance to show you that I'm not that person anymore."

Alyssa looked at him for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Okay," she said softly. "I'll try to forgive you."

Zayn let out a sigh of relief and pulled her into a hug. "Thank you," he whispered. "I won't let you down."

"You fucking idiot!" She slapped him. 

"What the fuck?" He yelled. 

"Did you really think that after one fucking apology it's gonna be all fine?" 

"I thought it was?" He affirmed. 

"You can't just fucking cheat on me with Anna fucking Martinez and then come up with a fucking apology?" She stood up. 

"Oh 'cause I'm cheating on you now? Well, thanks for letting me know something I wasn't aware of!" 

"Oh shut up!" she sighed, putting her hand on her forehead.

"You're the one that always disappear!" He said. "And I'm the one who's cheating, that must be it, right?" 

Alyssa shook her head in disbelief. "You're unbelievable, Zayn," she said. "I can't believe you would even think that I'm the one cheating on you."

"Aren't you?" He falsely smiled. 

Alyssa's eyes bore into Zayn with a fiery intensity, each glance like a bullet piercing through his soul.