Unusual Reality (One Direction FF)

Chapter 13 - Sea And Swimming Pools

Louis' P.O.V

While we waited for the taxi, I could tell that Zara looked a bit confused. 

I nudged her before I explained, "We're waiting for the taxi."

"Oh..." she replied before giggling to herself. 

Finally, after five minutes, a taxi arrived and we all hopped in. Since there were only six seats in the taxi, including the seat next to the driver, and there were seven of us, Zara had to sit on someone's lap. It seemed like she knew this. She couldn't choose so I chose for her and tapped my legs. She smiled while Zayn lifted her onto my lap.

Liam sat at the front and from what I could hear, he told the taxi driver our destination. 

I decided to start the conversation, so it would break the awkward silence that filled the taxi, "So, Zara, what do you like doing?"

"Well, I like reading and writing," she mumbled, afraid that we would laugh at her hobbies.

"And what do you dislike?" I asked, hoping that it would be something that Zayn wasn't fond of either.

"I HATE the sea and swimming pools," she replied, her confidence boosting. We all laughed while her and Ibrahim looked at us like we were freaks.

"Why are you guys laughing?" Ibrahim asked.

"Because Zara and I have so much in common. I hate the sea and swimming pools too!" Zayn chuckled, softly punching Zara's shoulder.

Zara's P.O.V

When Zayn playfully punched my shoulder, his eyes suddenly turned concerned. 

"What?!" I laughed, trying to turn his eyes as they previously were.

"Well... it's just... umm..." he started.

"I'm not gonna bite you know!" I was trying to turn all of this into a joke; I was scared of what was to come, even though I couldn't read his mind and try to figure out what he was thinking.

"Who was that girl? You know..." trailed off Zayn.

"What girl?" piped in Ibrahim. Damn, I was in a lot of trouble. Thanks a lot Zayn, thanks a lot.

I decided to spill the beans, "Her name's Chloe-"

"Oh! Isn't she your best friend?" Ibrahim interrupted.

"Best friend? She was hurting you," Harry was getting worked up now.

"Chloe was hurting you? I thought you and her were tight?" Ibrahim was becoming worried, he then looked at my leg and my eye, "Was it her?"

"...Yeah, it was," I trailed off. Now, all the attention was onto me, even from Liam. That's the way I hated it.

"Watch what happens to her," Ibrahim rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and punched his palm to indicate that Chloe was for it.

 "How long have you been bullied by that thing?" Liam called from the front of the taxi, disgusted to even say her name.

"Ever since we came back from Canada, so a few years," I explained.

"Zara, why didn't you tell me earlier?" questioned Ibrahim; he looked heartbroken.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at mine and Louis' shoes, "I don't know. It might make things worse..."

Since Louis was sitting near the window, I stared out of it, picturing the view. A few tears may have dripped down my cheek. I think Louis knew that I was upset, as he squeezed my hand. So did Zayn, who was sitting on the seat opposite me. 

The rest of the journey to the hospital was silent and I drifted off to sleep, my head resting against the window.