Everything About You (Zayn)

Chapter 25: A Better Man

20th February 2013

"why was chris brown seen entering your house one night and seen leaving your house the next day???" a pap asked me as the boys and i walked past to head into the O2. and that's when my life flashed before my eyes.

being well trained, i didn't let the comment look like it fazed me and i continued walking towards the door
"Are you sleeping with chris brown??" he shouted after me and i gulped carrying on walking.

i looked at lucas who looked at me who then looked at yvonne.
this was something we had to get wiped from the papers and quick.

"what was that?!" lucas said to me quickly as we walked through the door. once we got into the foyer i turned and looked at zayn.
he was trying to play it cool, but i know he was hurt.

"i'll see y-you through there boys." his voice cracked as he spoke to his band mates then he tried walking off.
"zayn!" i called out in attempt to follow him but i was pulled back "his ass cheated on you. why should you care if he knows about this or not?" lucas frowned at me "it's not that simple." i replied and rushed away in hopes to find zayn.
he was walking through a large set of doors which led to the actual arena on ground floor where all the singers/celebrities, the music academy, writers and producers sit.

"zayn!" i call after him but he continued to walk, but i knew he could here me.
once i got in his circle i reached out and grabbed his arm and he turned to face me straight away

"you and chris brown??" he furrowed his brows at me "when?" he shook his head
"it was the end of january.. zayn, we were on a break." i looked at him with sorrowful eyes "actually... i don't want to talk about it." he waved his hand and turned away from me

"zayn. i had to listen to you when you cheated on me.. and i haven't even cheated."

"we're on a break, takara!" he swirled back around instantly "i haven't fucked no one else, i've been waiting for you!" he says to me, pointing at me
"no you just fuck em while we're in a relationship instead, don't you?" i furrowed my brows at him

"i understand you might be a little hurt, but i don't deserve a lecture." i said truthfully.
"we're on a break, we aren't officially together."

"so if i went and slept with someone right now you wouldn't be mad?"

"i wouldn't be able to." i answered honestly "because i've done the same, i could only be butt hurt about it" i say truthfully.
he sighed and blew air out of his nostrils as he pulled his blazer down gently

"zayn, i don't want to have to say i'm sorry.. i have nothing to be sorry for." i furrowed my brows "i'm not sorry for sleeping with him." i shook my head, and zayn's eyes went wide and he laughed slightly as he shook his head
"but i am sorry for hurting you, if it has."

"of course it fucking has" he snapped at me "are you fucking stupid?" he narrowed his eyes at me

"we shouldn't do this here." i say looking around as the arena floor started filling up more and more
"get back stage" he nodded towards the exit doors near the stage
"zayn.." i trailed off "takara, go!" he snapped at me pointing towards the door

normally, i'd never let a man boss me around. but, we needed to talk. and he's hurt, and mad. so i'll let it slide this one time.

i began walking towards the stage and he was hot on my heels.
as we walked past tables there were whispers coming from the people sat there
"i thought he'd cheated??"
"are they back together??"
"they both look as pissed off as each other."

once i got to the door i swung it open and stormed towards our assigned dressing rooms.

the boy's dressing room was the closest so i just opened their door and stormed in, zayn following suit.
the door slammed behind us.