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Chapter 2
Zayn hesitated. I could tell he was choosing his words very carefully, although, I’m not sure why. Everyone was waiting quietly for his answer. “Uhh, well… when me and Chris were younger...we would kiss all the time. Y-You know, playfully, what kids would do. In fact, I made her promise me that...she would marry me when we became older. I don't really know what I was talking about then, because it’s a lot different now. I mean, I don’t think I could ever like her that way…besides I have a girlfriend now. Me and Chris are best friends! Nothing can separate us. If I just kissed her right then and there, it would have ruined everything,” Zayn casually spilled. I thought it over, and everything Zayn said was painfully true. But, I didn’t know he had a girlfriend…but if he meant that he did not know what he was talking about when he was younger, and now everything is different does that mean there is no chance of him liking me now? Well, now my world has been turned upside down.
----Zayn’s POV----
(A/N omg this is Zayn's first pov! :O lol, hope u like it)
What am I saying? Why am I lying to the person who tells me everything; my best friend?! Why am I lying to myself? I don’t have a girlfriend. Well, I did have a girlfriend, though she just broke up with me a couple weeks ago, apparently she was cheating on me. WHATEVER! Anyway, everything I said was a big fat lie! Why did I lie? Especially when I said I couldn’t feel that way about her. Maybe I just said that, because I'm afraid to face the truth...that i do like her. I've liked her for about a year now, and i'm still afraid to admit it. But why?
After I said that I looked up at Chris to see her reaction. My heart broke after I saw her pained expression and tears brimming her eyes. She hadn’t noticed I was looking at her yet, but I think she noticed that tears were forming in her eyes because before I could chase after her she was announcing to go to the bathroom.
Lyndsey ran after her, and I just sat there looking like an idiot. I probably looked like a douche, looking like I didn’t care that the person I loved just walked away crying because of what I said. Why am I so stupid?
After what happened to Chris the game pretty much ended. Morgan went upstairs to comfort Chris too, and the boys’ dispersed through the house (I'm pretty usre they all felt awkward). I was pacing back and forth, not sure of what to do. I’ve never been in this position before! Not thinking straight, I was knocking on the bathroom door. “Hey, uh...can I talk to Chris? ...Alone?” I asked hesitantly. The door swung open revealing Chris’s tear stained cheeks with makeup running down them. After Lyndsey, and Morgan walked out of the doorway, I walked up to Chris slowly, very unsure of what to say.
----Christa’s POV----
Why did my friends have to leave me alone with him right now? They know I'm heartbroken. He walked over to me slowly, and I whipped my tears. I then realized, that the truth or dare game is probably over now, and I’m the party pooper. Oh great! Everyone is most likely thinking I’m pathetic!
“Why are you crying?” he asked stupidly. I’m not going to tell him I love him that would then really ruin our relationship. Wow, I remember how happy I was to see him this afternoon, and now I wish he would just let me be alone, until this whole thing blows off!
“I uhh... s-stubbed my toe,” I said, sounding stupider than Zayn just had.
He could obviously tell that i was lieing, “Chris, I know that’s not true. Please tell me,” he demanded. I stared into his deep brown eyes, he looked hurt too. Was it because I wouldn’t tell him the truth? “Its fine, my toe is better now, I’m going to go to bed now. I’ll just…sleep on the couch. Goodnight Zayn,” I said shrugging my shoulders, and trying not to make eye contact with him.
I started walking out of the door, when Zayn put his hand on my shoulder and tried turning me around but I didn’t, and I walked away slowly. Before I turned the corner, I heard him whisper, “Christa, I’m sorry”. Though I pretended I didn’t hear, and kept walking. As I was walking down the staircase, I realized something. Zayn NEVER calls me Christa! Unless, he really means what he is saying. Oh my god! I twisted my head around, to see Zayn gradually walking over to my bedroom, with his head down. Now I hurt the one that I loved! This day really hasn’t been going so great. I hope this blows off quick tomorrow! Zayn and I rarely fight!
I didn’t know what to do after that. Should I go back up to him? I presumed that everyone else was already asleep considering the fact that there is no sound in the house. And something in my head told me not to go back up to Zayn, though I don’t understand why.
So I walked to the linen closet, and pulled out my old comforter and some pillows. I set up everything on the comfiest couch in the living room, and got cozy with the covers up to my chest.
Suddenly, I heard a noise from upstairs. It sounded like someone was leaving the bathroom. I pretended to be fast asleep, as I heard them walking down the stairs.
“Chris?” I heard him whisper. I didn’t respond. I heard his footsteps come closer, and closer to me, then stop.
I wanted to open my eyes badly, because I was not very sure of what he was doing. There was no sound, it was dead quite. Was he still there? Out of nowwhere, Zayn bent down and put his soft lips to my forehead, leaving his lips to linger there for a bit.
Once Zayn had pulled away, he whispered, “goodnight Chris,” and he lifted the covers over me more, tucking me in. And with those last words, he went back upstairs. Or at least, I thought he did.
----Zayn’s POV----
I took one last look at her, and turned away. I walked over to the kitchen, and grabbed my jacket laying on one of the wooden chairs. I don’t know what was making me do this; just I can’t be here right now. I’m hurt; she’s hurt, it’s not right. So I put my shoes on quickly, and ran out the front door, not making a sound. Not even sure, of where I was going.
:O , i wonder where Zayn is off too! Sorry this chapter is pretty short too :P Ill try my best to make the next one longer(:
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My Childhood Love
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