Monsters Inside Him (Completed)

Chapter 24: Job Search

Chapter 24: Job Search

I stared at the door after Zayn left for an embarrassingly long time. So that was it? He's done? He left? And I'm alone again.

I guess it's better this way. I can call my parents and pack in peace. Still, I would have liked to say good-bye to him without our conversation ending in slamming doors as usual. I guess my hopes had been too high.

Claire came home shortly after I collected myself and started watching TV with me silently. She didn't ask me why I was being so quiet. She didn't ask me why there was a broken vase at the end of the room. She didn't ask me why my lip was jutted out and trembling ever so slightly.

She put the pieces together on her own and figured it out.

Her silent non-physical support, just sitting next to me, was just what I needed. She understands me perfectly.

However, we both jumped and even let out a yelp when we heard our front door slam again. We spun around in our seats on the couch to stare at the intruder. Coming into our apartment was not one, not two, but three members of the vicious street gang One Direction.

"Fuck you Zayn." I spat at him as he came near me. He raised his eyebrows at me and rolled his eyes. Harry and Niall trailed in behind him, carrying God Knows What.

"Nice to see you too, Darlin'. Hey Claire." Zayn greeted Claire with a simple nod. The poor girl sat frozen, her mouth hanging open and her eyes displaying complete fear.

"Just set that stuff on the coffee table and make yourselves at home boys." Zayn spoke to his friends, not really taking his eyes off of me.

"I'm pretty sure I didn't give you three an invitation." I hissed, angry at him for running out on me before.

"And I'm pretty sure I warned you about your shitty locks." He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and stood from my seat, prepared to kick him out.

"I'm angry at you."

"Please, Darlin'. I'm sorry for getting you kicked out." He grabbed my hand and held it to his chest, right above where his heart lies.

"That's not why I'm mad, you bozo."

"Wha-"

"You left me when I needed you. You just stormed out of here like a fucking PMSing teenage girl. You just abandoned me." I continued. He laughed humorlessly and brought me closer to him, not caring about our audience.

"Eh, you'll get over it." He shrugged nonchalantly. I furrowed my eyebrows together.

"And what if I don't?" I challenged, because I'm me and that's what I do- I start arguments. Even with crazy, violent gang-leader boyfriends.

"Bullshit. You don't need anyone to console you. You're not that emotional. Apart from the mood swings, you hardly act like a woman."

"I'm going to ignore that extremely offensive comment towards myself and women in general." I narrowed my eyes at him. He laughed again.

"But seriously, Niall and Harry are here to help." He motioned to the two boys. Niall waved at me while Harry winked.

"Hey guys," I muttered. When Zayn and I worked things out, one of the conditions had been that I could talk to his friends. Yes, it felt awkward after being used to ignoring them for so long.

"Hey baby." Harry smiled flirtatiously at the trembling Claire. She blushed and mumbled a 'hello'. I rolled my eyes at him as he continuously checked her out. I'm not quite sure if Harry remembers sleeping with Claire all those months ago or not, but I was going to fight like hell to make sure she stays out of this mess.