Fate Chooses

Chapter 15: A war in my head.

ALLANA'S P.O.V.

BOOM!

I bolt up, hearing the loud crack of thunder, followed by a blinding flash of lightning. Zayn felt me move, and he bolts up too. He immediately pulls me into him and sets me on his lap.

"Are you okay?" Zayn asks, eyes full of worry. To be honest, I'm not. I have always had a problem with thunder storms, and I'm not sure.

"Uhm," I start to say, "Yeah..." I can see that he doesn't believe me, and I bite my bottom lip.

"Lanna, don't lie to me." He says, "Are you really, okay?" I can feel him trying to find the answer in my eyes.

"No..." I mumble, looking down at my hands.

"Whats wrong then?" Zayn asks tilting my head up to meet his gaze. He turns on the bedside lamp so we can have a bit of light.

"I just... I don't know." I start to say. "I have always had a problem with really bad thunder storms, but I'm fine with Tornados."

"C'mere." He says, pulling me closer into his embrace. He wraps his arms around me tight, and I wrap my arms around him. He rests his head on my head, and I can here him breathing, while the rain is pouring outside. We stay like that for a bit, until I speak up.

"What time is it?" I ask, looking at him. He removes his arms from around me, and grabs the alarm clock. I immediately regret asking the question, because I loved being in his arms.

"3:12." He says, setting the alarm clock back on the bedside table. He then wraps his arms back around me, and just looks at me.

"Great." I sigh. I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Well what do you want to do?" Zayn asks. "We both know that we won't be falling asleep for a bit now." Truth is, I just want to stay in his arms, and have him hold me tight and kiss me. But I know that I still have a date with Liam, and that I like him too! I have been spending a lot of time with Zayn all night, and the rest of them are in San Fransisco. And I know that Liam is worried for me, and I am worried for him. If this storm keeps going on, we won't be able to have our date tomorrow. My mind keeps wandering off to Liam, day dreaming. Well, night dreaming now I guess, since its night. I wonder where he would take me. My date with Zayn was so perfect. He even kissed me, and I kissed him back. I felt so many Fireworks kissing him. So I wonder, will it feel like that if Liam would kiss me?

"Allana. Allana. ALLANA!" Zayn says, shaking me out of my daydream.

"Huh?" I ask, looking up at him. He laughs at how out of it I was.

"I asked what would you like to do?" He repeats himself.

"Oh um, I don't know. Maybe we could just talk?" I suggest.

"Yeah, we can do that." He says, picking me up a little bit and putting me back down on the bed. 'Just keep me in your arms!' I scream in my head. We then sit criss-cross facing each other, on the bed. "So, what do you want to talk about?." He asks.

"I don't know. Anything. You ask a question." I say, looking at him. He looks at my hands, and then back up to me. He doesn't even hold my hand, like he did before. I wonder if I should hold his hand, but decide against it, thinking that it would make things awkward.

"Um," He starts to say. "What were your ex-boyfriends like?" He asks. Out of all the questions in the world, he picks that one.

"Oh, um, real jerks. Well, after they broke up with me." I say sheepishly.

"They broke up with you? Why?" He asks.

"I don't know why. It was just out of the blue. And then the next day I would go to school and I would see him with another girl." I say, looking at my hands as if they were interesting.