Stay

ii. my best friend's arch nemesis

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache, and when I looked over at my phone to check the time, it read 1:15 P.M.. I hadn't slept that late since my high school party years. Thank God those days are over.

I looked at the screen of my phone and I had 3 missed calls from Zayn and 2 text. I clicked to open the texts.

Zayn: "liz, call me back i need to talk to you"

Zayn: "what are you even doing at 10:30 at night, youre always awake at this time"

Zayn: "Im sorry for what I said to you"

It would have been so easy to believe him had this not been the fourth time Zayn had broken up with me because "he needed space". This time is was also majorly different because he told me there was someone else. Did he cheat? I don't know. I'm not sure I want to know. I spent four years with him. It's hard not to run back to him.

Me: "sorry, I had a long night last night. hope you slept well. talk to you when you wake up."

Instantly I saw the three typing dots.

Zayn: "who were you with? I can by your place last night and there was another car in your drive"

Me: "rome, he got a new car last week... remember?"

Zayn: "why was Roman there?"

Me: "idk probably bc I was sad and needed someone to talk to???"

Zayn: "you could've called me. Im sorry I said what I said to you. can we just move past this?"

Before I could type anything back I heard my door creak open slowly.

"It's just me," Roman announced before emerging through the doorway. He instantly recognized my thinking face, I guess, because his next words were:

"What's wrong?" I sighed and threw my head back onto the pillow in frustration.

"It's complicated," Roman offered me a blank stare as his lips formed a thin line. He knew exactly what was happening. He looked over at my phone which lit up again with Zayn's name. I picked it up with a slightly shaking hand. Roman grabbed my hand gently, I could feel his green eyes on me. It felt like I was a puppy being shamed for chewing up a new shoe.

"Don't do it." His voice was so low, yet so strong. His hand was covering mine while I gripped my phone, our hands frozen in mid air. My eyes met his in a moment.

"But I have to, I have to talk to him." Roman didn't move. He didn't say a word. He just stayed there in the moment. I accepted defeat.

"Good girl," he praised. If I didn't know any better, that might have actually sparked something in me, but I did know better. This was Roman Xander Knight, and he owned the title Player. So, I simply just rolled my eyes at him.

"I need to shower now, so get out," I demanded jokingly. Roman just laughed at me a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"You didn't mind me seeing you half naked last night." Instantly my face lit up a crimson color, I was mortified.

"Hey! You barged in on me!" I objected, playfully shoving his shoulder. He shrugged his shoulders and gave me a coy look.

"Yeah yeah, anyway, I made you breakfast so you better hurry up." He told me as he got up and turned to leave my room.

I definitely needed breakfast.

~*~

After showering I threw on some joggers and an old t-shirt that Roman gave me like three years ago. I was starving so I hurried up and made my way to the kitchen where I saw Roman standing next to Alex, his best friend.