My American Girl (Sequel to My Bradford Bad Boy)

8: The 3 Letter Word

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8: The 3 Letter Word

After a couple of minutes later, I arrived at the local restaurant where Zayn and I decided to meet up. He still wasn't there so I decided to find a good spot to eat and check on my twitter.

It was a miracle I even remember my password. When I finally opened it, I found myself laughing at my account. The last tweet was exactly as Eliz said, 3 months ago and all I have left was a couple of hundred followers and it was actually my fangirl account. I was still laughing softly when someone took the seat opposite of me.

"Zayn, you're finally here," I said, putting my phone aside. I looked up to see a gorgeous lad that wasn't Zayn. "Oh I thought," I mumbled incoherently, he laughed in a very attractive way. Damn you have a boyfriend woman and speaking of, where the heck is Zayn? 

"So beautiful, what are you doing here all by yourself?" he asked, smirking.

"Uhm," I mumbled, uncomfortably and blurted out, "I have a boyfriend." Gosh I sound like a 13 year old girl all flustered just because of a guy.

"I don't see him anywhere," he said, leaning closer. I looked at him like he was mad (A/N mad is also British for crazy, learned this in Harry Potter)

"Turn around," a voice said and we both did. Zayn. He then said, "Now you see him. Get away from my girlfriend lad." God, please let this not be like what happened to Ryder. Fortunately, the guy was scared though he didn't show it, he gave a salute kinda of gesture and walked away. 

I gave Zayn a look and he shrugged saying, "It must be the leather jacket." I laughed at him and soon we were both laughing. 

When we recovered, we then ordered our food. I was really famished. We talked while waiting and that was when I started fidgeting. I was so nervous. Zayn seemed to notice this when he asked, "What's wrong babe?"

"I uhm I," I mumbled. Before I changed my mind, I grabbed my purse and took the letter out, handing it to him. He gave me a confused but still gorgeous look. Gah, I'm being distracted. "Just read it." and he did.

"You're going, aren't you?" he asked and once again, my face gave it all away. He groaned ungratefully. "Sadie, I'm begging you love please don't," he said in a very gentle voice.

"You don't understand Zayn, I have to know. She's still my sister you know," I said.

"But she ruined us, Sadie," he continued.

"That's why I want to know what happened between you and Savannah, Zayn," he froze at this, "Past is past, Zayn. I won't let Savannah ruin us again that's why I have to know."

"You can't go and you won't," he said in a stern voice.

"Since when did you become my mum?" I asked, staring him angrily. 

We both stared at each other for a long time until the waiter came with our food, breaking the tension. Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore. He seemed to think so too because he grabbed his wallet and paid. Okay then, I thought. I grabbed my purse and ran off to my car. 

I put my head on the steering wheel, damn it, this wasn't what I planned.

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I drove back to my dorm to find Eliz still on the bed with her phone. 

"So, how was it?" she asked, smiling.

I groaned and mumbled, "I don't wanna talk about it." I went to the fridge and took some food, I heard Eliz mumbled something in the lines off "he messed it up again." I ignored her and headed back to my bed with food in hand. I started to eat like it was my last meal. After that, I decided to take a nap.