Dreamer (One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Twenty-One - Those Four Letters.

Note: Hello everyone, this is chapter twenty-one of Dreamer. I can't believe I have over 2,000 reads on it so far and I want to thank you all for that. I love writing and I hope I can continue. I haven't been updating much and I apologize,  But I promise you that more updates will be flowing soon. I am very busy after school with sports and such, So It's hard for me to update. But In honor of me getting 2,000 reads I want to post a chapter that is a very important part of the story. From this chapter everything will change. (Wow, A bit dramatic huh?) I hope you enjoy. - Emmy <3 . 

Emmy's P.o.v. 

    I looked back behind us slightly glancing in Zayn's direction. A distraught look covered  his face as he looked down at the black pavement. He looked slightly different to me, almost as if he wasn't going to try anything. When I finished looking at him I turned back around to see Harry. He gave me a slight smile before moving closer toward me. 

"He looks different, don’t you think?" He whispered in my ear his curls tickling my cheek. I smiled with a nod. I often wondered what had happened that night after the party. I bit my bottom lip anxious and nervous for Harry. This was his moment to shine and I'm sure he would do an amazing job. But something else was bothering me, not just my nervous feeling for Harry....But the way Zayn looked at me. It was gentle and sweet.... it was different. 

" I'll be right back,” I whispered. Harry gave me a slight nod before I moved past everyone and went up to Zayn. He was standing alone while his mum chatted with Harry's. 

" Hey..." I said in a slightly frightened tone. I realized how scared I had sounded and wished I could take it back. 

He looked up and his dark eyes stared at me before answering. 

" Hey..." he mumbled with a dark tone. I didn't know what to do but before I knew it I was in his arms. He held me tighter and tighter toward his chest. At first I almost went into shock as he brushed the back of his hand on my hair. I stood there....Frozen. But my arms crept up before I placed them on his mid back. 

" I'm so Sorry Emmy." He whispered in my ear on the verge of crying. I rested my head on his shoulder with a slight frown. The pain on hs voice made me feel terrible, for being so mean to him? But I felt like he deserved it. 

" It's okay Zayn..." I whispered trying to smile. 

I felt bad for him; all along he was just trying to be someone he wasn't. Now he could be the old Zayn that I used to know. He finally released me and I slowly parted from his grip. 

" Emmy, I-I never wanted any of this to happen...." He shook his head with a glazed look in his dark eyes. He ran his hand nervously through his hair awaiting my answer. I bit my bottom lip and opening my mouth, but I was interrupted by the low raspy voice. 

" Everything Alright?" Harry asked casually. 

I looked at him slightly irritated, Harry knew I could handle sintuations like this by myself. 

I nodded looking back at Zayn.... Harry didn't trust him and I knew it. 

" I was just telling Emmy sorry... and Now, I wanted to tell you that... I'm not the same person anymore. I'm sorry Harry." Zayn whispered. He put his hand shakily out to Harry. 

Harry glanced at him unconvinced then looked at me as I nodded trying to get him to agree with Zayn. A smile spread across Harry's lips. As he reached for his hand but but Zayn surprisingly into a hug.  

" I understand Zayn…." Harry mumbled. Zayn looked at us gratefully and then glanced at me. As Harry pulled away. 

I smiled brightly before Harry walked away.