I Wish

Chapter Thirteen-Out of hand

Before anything, Im sorry I didn't post this yesterday, it was the whole boston incident that got me on the edge and I didn't even open the computer ;/ sorry, but here it is! Please send prayers to those in Boston, they need it);

I WISH

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Chapter Thirteen

ZAYNS POV

 I woke up the next morning with a depressed feeling in the pit of my stomache. The confidence and enthusiasm of last night long gone. I sat up on my bed with the white sheets covering my legs and looked down. Okay, I thought I had this. I thought to myself. What happened to the excitement of finally finding someone I love, that I had last night? Wasn't I supposed to be happy? No. That wasn't right. How could I be happy? I broke her heart, again. I messed it up, again. And now, Scarlett was in the arms of another man. A man that I had no clue to who he was. For all I knew, he could of been Scarletts friend, relative, or even-boyfriend. I cringed at the thought, as I flipped the sheets off my self to get up from bed. 

 I walked slowly to the long mirror that stood beside my doorway. Looking straight at it, my eyes flew wide open at the scene before me. I had dark drags along my eyes, giving me a to-the-extent tired look. My hair—much to my disappointment—was a mess. I ruffled my hair to its right place with my hand, as a yawn escaped my lips. Rubbing my eyes, I walked deadly to my washroom. 

The door made a squeak as I entered, and a thump as I shut it quick. I hated open doors. With three boys living in one house, everyone knew privacy wasn't an option. 

I turned on the tap and put my hands under the streaming water. The ice cold water that filled my cupped hands splashed my long tired face. I closed my eyes once more as another cold splash of water hit my face. Eyes still shut, my hands trailed along the wooden table, landing on a dry face towel, I lightly dried my face up. 

I brushed my teeth quietly, with my eyes closed tightly. I was still tired, and I wanted to sleep, but I knew I had to come up with a plan to get Scarlett back, and I couldn't waste any time. 

I stepped out of the bathroom and walked towards my closet. I slipped on a pair of clean clothes and walked out of the room. 

Skipping stairs as I walked down, I landed on the ground with a thump. I looked around the house and sighed, no one was home. I walked into the kitchen, whistling quietly to myself.

 "What got you in a good mood?" A voice said suddenly. I felt back a few steps, surprise and confusion filling in me.  

"Zayn?" The voice said again. I stood up, and straightened myself. I looked around, my eyes finally landing on Harry. I smiled at him. "Thought I was alone in the house" I told him breathlessly. 

He looked at me before repeating, "What got you in such a good mood?" He asked. 

 I shook my head. "Not in a good mood, just trying to keep my mind of certain things"

I sat down on the chair and put my head in my hands. I felt a tap on my shoulder, followed by an arm around my shoulder. I looked up at met Harrys gaze.

"Zayn you need to get her back" He almost whispered. 

I nodded meekly, "I uh" I started, "I love her" I mumbled.  

 Harry stared at me wide eyed, his eyes lighting up in joy as he opened his mouth to speak, "You—love her?" He asked, I nodded. "Zayn, thats fucking amazing!" He walked towards me and engulfed me in a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight. Harry was always there for me, and I was very appreciative of that.