Hand in Hand, Forever... (Sequal to The Art Teacher)

Chapter Thirty-One: Stop Fighting Please!

*Zayn's POV*

Working tonight was really something different, Stacy is totally a different person during the late hours. But more importantly, I hope Kayla is still awake, I wanted to go out for some late night dinner if we still could. But I change my mind when she doesn't answer any of my phone calls or messages, maybe she went to bed early? No she couldn't have, its only around 8:30PM. But my mind is also changed when I see that her car is nowhere to be seen in the driveway. Where did she go this late, and why in the world should she not answer my calls at all? Sometimes weird is going on and I don't like it, not one bit.

I put my car in park and just sit in my seat, trying to think of places she could have possibly gone to this time at night. Harry and Louis are in the process of moving, maybe she went to help them? Perrie did come back in town to visit family for the week, maybe she went to stop by? She hasn't talked to Liam or Niall in awhile, maybe she went to catch up with them? But none of this is adding up, why wouldn't she tell me let alone not answer my calls.

Maybe she's sneaking around with another guy... No Zayn, get your head out of there. She loves you and only you  that's why she said yes to getting married. Maybe she went to her father's to talk about wedding business, but isn't he still in the hospital? Ugh this is hurting me in ever way possible. I call her one last time to see if she answers, but look she doesn't as I expected. God I really hope she isn't sneaking around, damn I really hope that isn't that case.

I finally decide that is was time to get in the house, unbuckling my seatbelt and locking the car up. I open the door and take off my shoes, shouting out to see if she could possibly still be hear. "Kayla?!" No answer. I text her again as I hear a beep go off in the kitchen... And that's when the bad thought start to fill into my head.

Did she hurt herself again? I place my phone and belongings down and rush over to the table to see a note and her phone left on the table. I push her phone to the side and pick up the note, hoping it's not a suicide letter or anything... Dammit Zayn stop it right now! I open it up and sigh in relief to see that it wasn't for anything bad.

Zayn,

Yu work late so I made you some soup that it sitting in the fridge. Also I got a late call from Michael asking for me to come support him on his first American performance. I don't know when I will be back, so sleep tight if its late!

Love, Kayla

I smile at her cute little letter and set it next to her phone that then again beeps. Not to be noisy but who else would be messaging her this late?

To: Kayla From: Michael

I'm sorry about everything, I didn't mean to make a move on you. I didn't ask to fall for you...

My heart beats a million miles a minute and all I am seeing is red all over. He made a move on my fiancé... Did she let him when she knew he had this crush on her? No she couldn't have she loves me, but him... God I'm soo angry right now. How could he?! He knew she was mine from the start and yet he still thinks she's available? No!

I put her phone down softly before I let the anger take over my body and I throw my first straight first into the wall. I pull it out and try to control my body and this anger but nothing is working. I hear the door fly open and slam as her body shows up next to me in the hallway, looking at the hole in the wall. She then looks at me through her teary eyes and I feel the anger slowly slim away but builds back up.

"Did you kiss him back?" She gives me a confused look and I push the phone back into her face, showing her the message. "DID YOU FUCKING KISS HIM BACK!?"