Dangerous. (Zayn Malik)

Chapter Eleven.

It had been two days since I lost my virginity. I hadn't heard from Zayn and I was starting to feel used. Nothing was going correctly. I had sex with the man I thought I loved and he didn't even have the dignity to call me afterwards. Was that all I was to him? I flashed back to our first date. The thoughts that flashed through my head.

*flashback*

"So what are you taking me to do?" I asked nervously as he started the engine. I knew he was going to say taking me to the old theater where he took every naive girl but I couldn't help but want him to say something different. I wanted him to treat me different I guess. I'm sure every girl that sat in the passenger side of Zayn Malik's car thought that.

"To see Mama," With that he backed out of my drive way. I knew the drive to the old theater like the back of my hand, which meant I knew that it would take awhile. On the ride there I couldn't help but wonder. How many times had he made this drive? How many girls had he coaxed back into his home to take advantage of? How many girls sat where I was sitting in short skirt and low cut tops more than willing? How many girls had he had in the back seat? Were all the rumors true? Did Zayn fight? Did Zayn shoot somone? Had he been in jail?

"Ready?" I was brought back from my thoughts by Zayn's hand on leg. I shoo'd it away before answering with a nod. He helped me from the car which I found weird, and walked to the building in the heated night with his tanned skin brushing against mine. The fear in me had subsided because I felt like he couldn't hurt me here. Like I was safe.

*End of Flashback.*

"Erin?" Carly's voice rang up my stairs. It startled me. I was used to the others just coming in randomly. But Carly never did that. She was always to busy with Zach. Not that I minded. They were the "it" couple and it was cute to see them together. But the tone to her voice alerted me. Something was wrong.

"Come up!" I shouted. My pillow was brought to my chest and and my legs were criss crossed. My hair was in the sloppiest bun I had ever witnessed and I was in baggy clothing. Zayn really made me sick. How could he do this to me?!

Carly opened my bedroom door slowly. I smiled and patted my bed for her to sit.She was wearing skinny jeans and a pink American Eagle off the shoulder sweater. Her pants had small ribs up and down them showing her perfect sunkist skin. They were tucked into black UGG boots. Her hair was straightened and put into a ponytail that fell to mid-back. Her bands went from her left side to her right at an angle to cover the whole area above her eyes. Her blue eyes were misty when she took her Gucci sunglasses off. She gave me a weak smile which showed her perfect pearl teeth.

"What's up doll?" I asked her as she set her phone down on the table and her purse of the floor by my couch. She still hadn't sat but when her purse hit the ground she broke. Tears violently fell down both her cheeks making her perfct dark makeup drip. She ran to me and fell to her knees on my bed wrapping her arms around my neck. I wrapped mine around her waist and hugged her until she calmed down.

"Erin, Zach broke up with me." Her breathing was uneven and heavy. It reminded me a lot of two days ago when I was out of breath in Zayn's tent. My heart shattered all the more as I asked her why he would do that. Zayn hadn't had the dignity to break up with me like Zach had. Zayn just left, justthought I could handle it. Or maybe he knew I couldn't handle it and just forgot me on purpose. But if Zach and Carly didn't stay together then where was my hope for love? Where did that leave me? What about me?

"I-I'm-Erin I'm pregnant!" She burst into tears all over again as she fell into my lap. I was shoked. this didn't happen. This was something you saw on Lifetime. This was not my life. This was not Carly's life. Or Molly's.

I wasn't supossed to fall inlove with the bad boy. He wasn't supossed to be able to break me. Molly wasn't supossed to fade away from us with her knew "Scene" look with teased hair and vans. Carly and Zach were not supossed to break up. Carly can't be pregnany. Matt can't be dead from suicide. This was not my life. This was a dream. Wakey wakey Erin.

"It's okay, shh." I rocked her back and forth so she would calm down. Two years, they were together for two years. How could he leave her just because of this. She can't just be alone like this right now.

"I love him but I love this baby more." She wipped her eyes and sat up from me. Her hands wrapped around her stomach gently as she looked down and smiled at it. She rubbed it slightly and looked back to me. The baby wasn't born yet, for all I knew it wasn't a baby yet, but she loved it. She loved it unconditionally.She loved it as if nothing could ever be wrong with it. How could she do that? How could she love so carelessly about something that wasn't here yet? How could she risk being hurt like that. I envied her at that moment.

"Erin look, everyone at school is going to find out. I don't really care now, but I am going to need a friend." She looked at me with hope. With the same love she looked at her unborn baby with. She loved me unconnditionally. She loved me when I dated Tristin. She loved me when I dated Zayn. She loved me when Molly left us and she loved me when Matt died. She loved me endlessly. The whole time I had lived here I thought Matt or Molly would be the friend I kept for life but maybe that friend is Carly.

I needed a friends too. I couldn't face the kids at school alone now. Not after being Zayn Malik's ex-girlfriend. I couldn't be the girl that was so niave to let this happen. I needed Carly too, and she would be there. Just like I would be there for her. Forever.