Forbidden

Chapter seventy-one

Songs for the chapter: Rihanna -Stay
Zayn Malik - I won't mind

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Minutes pass and I still was shocked and completely overwhelmed with what he was about to say.

Did I ask too much from him? I wanted just a little peace of mind and some time to process everything...But then he threw this at me.

It grows quiet and I refuse to look at him when I released his mouth.

He doesn't say anything letting me collect my thoughts.

Even if I was still sore from yesterday, my thighs, lower back hurt too, I quickly pick up the cover because I was still naked then clasp and bunch some on my bare chest while I stand up, wincing a bit but I had to get away from him. Besides of walking a little with Zayn's help yesterday I hadn't done much physically after everything.

It was so perfect, I thought that it would get awkward and that I would feel shy with him but the opposite happened. Zayn was so caring with me, I was cuddled to his chest, before we held hands and talked about everything and anything pausing to stare at one another where I replayed last night and fantasized about how other times would be before we engaged in new light conversations, eventually falling asleep. It was easy, everything felt right until he said this. I had never felt this kind of normality with him ever. It was great, I sort of felt like we were a normal couple as weird as this sounds.

I wince and hiss when I had unconsciously began to pace around, the soreness between my thighs was so unpleasent.

Why did he have to go and make it complicated again?

I run my hand through my tangled hair.

When I find myself thinking about his question I panic....

I need to get away.

"Liv." Zayn called. I ignore him.

This wasn't about him. This was about me not snapping at him.

What was he thinking when he was about to ask me that?

"Olivia, wait."

"No." I mumbled stubbornly. He huffed and then stood up as I was about to reach the door.

Soon he grabbed my arm and twirls me around.

"Stop, don't." I murmured hurt, looking down to my feet.

"Babe get back to bed, you look pale." he softly said laying his hand on the small of my back, "You're shaking too. Just get back, yeah?"

"No, I need to leave."

"What?" he appeared as if he didn't hear me right, his head tilting closer to mine.

"I can't stay here."

"What do you mean?" he said so quietly, his breath falters.

"I'm not sure for anything. I don't know what to do."

"Why?" he frowned when I glower at him. His orbs look so clear and calm, it was an odd look though I very much preferred this one than his scowling expressions.

Why? He's really irritating me now, and he's so calm, I can't take it.

"Why?" I shout suddenly, he sighed deeply, "You're asking why?" disbelief coating my voice. I really can't believe him.

"Forget it Liv, if I knew you would over analize this I wouldn't-" he quickly retorted, staring at me with his sleepy eyes, he looked sort of cozy. Anyway.