*FEMKE'S POV*
I looked shocked, i took the phone off the bed and looked at it. It was a photo on twitter.. FROM ME AND ZAYN SMOKING?
"Baby, I .."
"No Femke, why didn't you fucking tell me?"
"You'd hate me.."
"Hate you? If you'd be honest i wouldn't be mad! I thought you were falling for Zayn because you spend so much time with him."
"No, i love you.."
"Yeah sure, you even can't be honest with me.."
"I was scared okay! I know you don't like girls who smoke, and i don't want to lose you, but i just couldn't take it anymore after all.." I started to cry.
"YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD ME! You know, just go, i don't wanna talk now."
"But i .."
"NO, JUST GO!" He yelled at me. I left the room and started to cry even harder on the hallway. I couldn't go to Zayn, because Perrie already hated me. Cyanne and Louis were finally happy, i didn't want to bother them.. I went to Harry. When i knocked on the door, Liam opened it. I stood there with the tears streaming down my face. Harry rushed to the door when he heard me cry, he pulled me inside and hugged me tight. I couldn't stop crying.
"What happend?" Harry asked confused. "Me and Niall had a fight, he hates me." I cried. "He don't hate you! I guess he's just mad! Why did you guys had a fight?" Liam asked. "Because he saw a picture of me.. Smoking with Zayn.." I said with a trembling voice. "Oh sweetie.." Liam said quiet. "Sigh, you know Niall hate girls who smoke right.. You should've been honest.." Harry said. "Oh okay, it's my fault i know !! Thanks a lot for your support !" I screamed and left the room. "No, Femke wait i didn't me-.." I turned around. "Let it be Harry, i'm used to be alone !" The tears kept running down my face. I just went downstairs, no idea where i was going. When i rolled out the hotel, ugh i hated this stupid wheelchair, i saw someone in the bush where me and Zayn always went smoking. I didn't dare to look, i mean, i looked awful with my make-up all over my face. "Femke?" I heard a voice whispering.
*NIALL'S POV*
"NO, JUST GO!" I yelled at her. When she left the room i couldn't hold my tears anymore. Why did i have to overreact like that? I'm such a loser.. But why wasn't she honest with me? I hate myself so much sometimes.. A couple minutes later i heard Femke screaming through the hallway 'Let it be Harry, i'm used to be alone'. I felt my heart break when she screamed that. Used to be alone?I was always there for here? Where should she go? I wanted to go after her, but i didn't dare.. She's probably still mad at me for overreacting that way. I mean i hate smoking, but i love her to much to let go. If she just told me, there was no problem at all. I hate liars, and worst part of this all is that i had to find out on twitter that she smokes. If she just told me.. I don't wanna have a fight with her.. I need to fix this.. I took my jacket and made my way downstairs.
*FEMKE'S POV*
"Yes..?" I asked with a trembling voice. The person grabbed my arm and pulled me into to bush. "Zayn?" I asked confused. "What are you doing here?" I looked at Zayn's eyes, they were al red. "Did you cry?" I asked.
"Me and Perrie had a fight.."
"Seriously? Me and Niall too.."
"Why?"
"He found a picture on twitter from us, smoking.."
"I'm sorry.." He looked down.
"It's not your fault.. What was your fight about?"
"You."
"Me? Why about me?"
"Never mind."
"No tell me? I wanna know!"
"No, it's not important!"
"Zayn.. please tell me!!"
"I LIKE YOU OKAY ? I told Perrie my feelings for her were gone, and since we went smoking together, i liked you even more.."
"......" I was totally shocked.. I couldn't believe he just said that!
"You wanted to know right? Here you go! Perrie wasn't happy at all, she immediately left."
"So you guys are over?"
"Yeah, i want you.."
"Zayn you know we ca-.." Before i could finish my sentence he came closer and pressed his lips on mine.
