Everything About You (Zayn)

Chapter 22: One Of A Kind

27th January 2013

jay spent about half hour apologising to me, and now, it was time for them to leave.
"i'm sorry, again" jay whispered as he hugged me so tight, so tight that i was squeezed against his chest.
"i'm sorry i overreacted" i squeezed him back
"you have every right to! you don't need a constant reminder that your dad isn't here no more" he said to me "i'm just worried... but i trust you to do the right thing."

"but if he ever hurts you i will-" jay began but i cut him off pulling away from the hug and looking up at his face "jay." i say cutting him off and he immediately shut up
"i'm just saying... i'll hurt him so bad if he hurts you." he said making me chuckle

"he won't. he's only my friend, jay."

"if he lays a finger on you i'll kill-"

"jay!!" me and bey said at the same time

"aight.. just letting you know."

"message revived loud and clear, boss man." i grin at him and slap his chest softly
he laughed and tugged on my arm and wrapped me in another hug "ring if you need us." he said to me

"jay i just told you chris won't hurt me i-" i began but jay cut me off quickly "no i'm not talking about him now.. i mean in general." he gave me a look, and nodded slightly at me
"you've been through a lot today... what zayn did... y'know, if you need us don't hesitate to ring."

"hell she doesn't even need to ring." beyoncé called over to jay "if you need us come round!" she told me and i nodded pulling out of the hug "i love you both."

"love you too." they both replied softly

"you'll be alright though, yeah?" jay nodded at me and i nodded back
"yes" i laughed softly

"if zayn gets in touch please let us know." bey smiled over jay's shoulder
"of course bey" i say and walk to her giving her the biggest hug. these are my people. i love them with my whole heart. and i'm eternally grateful for how they've opened up their hearts to me when they didn't have to. i appreciate more than they know.

it's been about half hour since bey and jay left, which means it's been about a hour after my call with chris.. so he should be here any minute.

i am now on my second mocha in the space of a hour and i'm ready to write and create.

chris is a genius in every way. i've had the pleasure to watch him work, but we haven't really worked together properly. so i'm excited.

i was sipping on my mocha and jotting some lyrics down when someone knocked on the door.
i got up and walked across the room and opened the door, i came face to face with chris.
"hey!" he smiled happily and wrapped me up in his warm embrace.
that's what i've always loved about chris, he always gave such amazing hugs. so warm and tight.
"hey" i said back as he squeezed me.
we let go of each other and i allowed him to walk into the room. i shut the door behind him and took a seat.

"aight so before we get into business..." he said sitting down beside me
"i needa know what happened between you and that one direction boy, it's all i'm
seeing all over the internet." he said making me chuckle
"thought you wasn't the one to read news articles??" i questioned him and then said "oh, the media is all full of shit, don't pay attention" i said in a manly voice, impersonating him and what he says to me all the time

"fuck off" he laughed at me shaking his head

"it's different." he shrugged slightly
"how?" i asked and he shrugged again "because you're the topic of conversation.. i don't like it." he shook his head

"so what's the little prick done?" he added making me roll my eyes
"chris" i warned him
"what??? it's true isn't it." he stated looking directly into my eyes as he put his arm behind me resting it on the back of the couch

"yes." i say softly

"WHAT?" he snapped, loudly

"he CHEATED on you?!" he gasped "oh lord" he ran a hand down his face "lord please forgive me for what i'm going to do to that boy when i get my hands around his neck"

"you ain't touching anyone's neck" i warned him "leave it chris." i said, harshly
"i can't just leave it he-"

"chris" i cut him off and he looked deep into my eyes "leave it." i told him harshly and he nodded
"aight!!" he rolled his eyes "just for you" he nodded
"but wow!" he breathed out shaking his head

"i don't get why... how???" he shook his head in shock

"don't ask me" i shook my head also, holding my hands up cluelessly
"he's a idiot.. it's true what they say, you don't know what you've got till it's gone."

i stayed silent. i couldn't answer because... i hadn't left zayn so i haven't technically 'gone'

"you... you have left him haven't you?" he asked and i gulped.
oh he's gonna be mad!
"no... not exactl-" i shook my head and he cut me off "NO?!" he snapped sitting up a bit "not exactly??!" he questioned me "what the hell is that supposed to mean" his chocolate brown eyes was looking deep into mine

"i expected better off of you." he grilled me and i sighed sinking in my seat

"the takara i know doesn't take shit off anyone, especially a man" he said softly and i nodded "yes i know."

"so what's different about him then?"

"i love him..." i say softly

"you don't sound too sure." he said moving closer to me and actually wrapping his arm around my shoulders now
"no." i shook my head "i do love him." i said honestly

"you don't and that's okay, you don't have to keep telling yourself that to make him feel better."

"i'm not with him exactly" i shook my head "we're on a break."

"you've been to kind" he shook his head "i don't know about you but i think he needs his legs breaking."

"chris." i warned and he laughed a little "yes i'm joking." he rolled his eyes "maybe.." he side eyed me and i reached down and slapped his thigh.
he laughed and jolted forward grabbing my hand and holding it
"seriously though, T" he shook his head looking back up into my eyes, he was back in his serious mood now, "he doesn't deserve you."

"thought you liked him?" i eyed chris

"kid has a good voice." he said, complimenting zayn "i ain't disputing that kid's talent.. his morals??? hell yeah he ain't got non." he said and i sighed softly

"well we're on a break... i'm thinking about my choices." i said as he stroked the back of my hand with his thumb.

"i trust you'll make the right decision." he eyed me and i sighed "i will" i say softly

"i just can't he dipped his limp dick in some other bitch when he has a diamond sat at home." he shook his head and i laughed, which made him frown at me "you're laughing but i'm being serious." he furrowed his brows at me

"if you were mine.. hell!!" he shook his head in disbelief "i wouldn't let you out of my sight" he added and i laughed slightly to lighten the mood "stalker." i playfully remarked and he looked at me with those dark eyes
"behave now." he warned me making me laugh

"i'm being serious" he added shaking his head "you're something so special." he said, and he sounded like he was being honest.
"you're unreal.. they don' make em like you no more, you're one of a kind" he reached up and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear "you're so beautiful." he complimented me and i smiled softly

that's when he leaned forward and slowly pressed his lips against mine.

i think beyonce was right about him.

and you know what???
i didn't even stop him.