They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 16 Zayn /

I' m so sorry for the delay guys! But at least I got to make my story better and longer! Anyways, I fixed the chapters and I recommend to read the story again.

CLARIFICATION: Jasmine and Gwen are Americans. Allan and One Direction are British/Irish. Jasmine and Gwen are 18 and Allan is 25. Liam is 18, Harry is 18, Niall is 18, Zayn is 19, and Louis is 20. They are living in London right now. Gwen came a few months after Isn't It You. So that I got the cleared out, I apologize for the misunderstanding.

I felt a knot twist in my chest as I looked at Gwen's petite figure on the ground. Jasmine carefully patted her hair as she hugged Gwen. Gwen's brown locks of hair curtained her face, masking the tears that were streaming down her face. Suddenly, I felt anger build up inside of me. Inappropriate names about Leo filled up my head. Anger boiled inside my blood and violence was the only word I would do to Leo.

"Gwen, let's go." Jasmine whispered softly to Gwen's ear. I never seen her like this. So hurt and so hopeless. It makes me want to go to her and hug me instead. I want to comfort her and tell her all the things I wanted to say to her since the beginning I felt this way, keeping her quiet and remove all the tears that rolls down her cheek.

Gwen slowly looked up at Jasmine and slowly nodded her head, agreeing to Jasmine's decision to leave. As far as we knew, Leo works here. Gwen's cheeks were stained fresh tears, her nose was as red as Rudolph's nose. Her eyes watered as new spills of water drops down. Gwen looked so... vulnerable. A girl who cannot get up.

We all watched as Jasmine helped Gwen up from the floor, yet still hugging her and holding her for dear life. No words were exchange as both of them passed by us and headed to the elevator, Liam trailing behind, whispering to Jasmine.

The last image I saw was Gwen's gloomy eyes locked with mine.

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"Zayn?" I heard Jasmine call my name when we all were about to leave the studio the next day. Turning around, I saw Jasmine's figure leaning on the wall, arms crossed. She bit her lip and dropped her hands to her sides. "Can I talk to you?" She asked. I gulped nervously and headed towards Jasmine.

Silence grew between us as Jasmine recollected her thoughts while she bit her lip. She stared down at the floor as I waited for her to speak. Twirling the scarf she wore today, she looked at me then to her black boots. "How's Gwen?" I asked, breaking the dreadful silence. "Is she okay?" I asked again. Jasmine turned her attention to me and shook her head in disappointment.

"This was the first time I saw her crying so hard over a guy." Jasmine frowned, shaking her head again and looking back down to the floor before looking back at me. "I never saw her so sad, so weak." She sighed. "That's why I need you." Jasmine said, locking gazes with me. I looked at her in confusion.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Zayn, I want you to help me comfort her." Jasmine requested. "I can't help her. I may be a girl, but i have no idea how to help my best friend. I tried everything! Tea, milk, word of encouragement, but nothing." She sighed, looking back at me.

"Why me?"

"From all the months that I've been with you, you were the only one who can help someone out." Jasmine sighed. "Please Zayn. You're the only one who can help people with relationship problems. I remembered Liam say that you were the only one who comforted him when we were splitting apart." Jasmine added. She put a hand on my shoulder and looked desperately through my eyes. I looked everywhere, I mean everywhere, just to avoid Jasmine's stare.

Lately, I have been thinking about Perrie and I's relationship. I'm having an argument with myself about what to do with my own feelings. I was distracted by my feelings for Gwen, and confused with my feelings with Perrie.