struggling with the hate | z.m b2

Chapter 5: Found out

[This chapter is dedicated to, Niana_1D, ily xx]

This filler chapter was short, so I'm really sorry... I don't know when I'll be updating again because I'm going camping, and then I'll going on a trip blabla. So I hope I can get to update before I go... vote and COMMENT.

Chapter 5: Found out

ZAYN'S POV

I let Chelsea down tonight and right when I grabbed my phone to call her I ran out of battery. The whole way to Perrie's flat I was dying with anxiety, wanting to get home and apologize to Chelsea. I was not doubting that she'll be thinking if I'm cheating on her, I just hoped the paparazzi or fans haven't saw us at the club - because I wasn't ready to tell Chelsea about dumping her. And she cannot know about the contract, just that I'm with Perrie Edwards.

Just when we arrived, I carried Perrie all the way to her room. I thanked myself for her, because if it wasn't for me being responsible and not drinking too much, she would have showed everyone out there her boobs and make a fool out of herself.

I also hoped Davis wasn't checking on us tonight on the flat we should be at right now because we didn't have time to pack our things and stay there, and I don't want to leave Chelsea just yet.

Perrie let out a giggle before closing her eyes, drifting to sleep. I made my way back to the taxi and sat this time on the passenger seat. I smelt like alcohol, and the driver was annoyed about it.

After paying the taxi driver when we arrived, I jumped out of the car and ran towards the house. Just when I walked in, the house was dark. "Chelsea!" Maybe she was sleeping so I walked upstairs and into our bedroom, realizing she wasn't even there.

I connected my phone into charger before I ran into the bathroom and showered. Just when I walked out only in my boxers, I jumped onto bed shouting at my phone to get charged.

I woke up the other day with the voice of Chelsea, talking about McDonald's breakfast before placing a kiss on my cheek. Well, that's a way to wake up someone. I smiled wide and fluttered my eyes open to meet her blue ones. She looked tired, her eyes were puffy red, her hair was a mess and don't get me started with her clothes.

"Morning, where were you last night?" I asked her, sitting up taking the McDonald's bag from the nightstand next to me. I should brush my teeth first... oh look, bacon.

"I can ask you the same question. Where were you last night?" She asked dead-serious and I swallowed hard, trying to think of something while I take the napkins from the bag. I heard Chelsea clear her throat and I groaned.

"I ask you first." I never liked having secrets in our relationship, not when we were about to get married. Why did I wait so long for it? If we were married, right now this wouldn't be happening. Of course Davis would be thinking a way to delete Chelsea from the eyes of the press, but it doesn't matter anymore because it's over... and Chelsea doesn't even know it.

"I was at Isabella's house; I spent the night there and you?"

Her answer was short, not giving me the enough time to think of an answer, I was with Perrie clubbing and got drunk. I was glad I didn't have a hangover, just a little throb on the top of my head, but nothing that aspirin can't cure.

"Zayn, where were you last night?" She repeated and her eyebrow rose. Her eyes closed, taking a deep breath and opening it again exhaling through her nose.

I needed her to know the truth, "At a club..." My eyes widen, what the hell am I doing? "With Louis and Liam" I hesitated, before standing up, pushing the breakfast to the side.

"You didn't call me to cancel. I was worried sick, Zayn."

"Ran out of battery, sorry babe..."

Babe, of course Zayn...

I ran into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I stared myself in the mirror... Aye, papi who's that guy, oh wait it's me. I need to shave though. I brushed my teeth and after that, walked out finding Chelsea on the bed with a sad smile.

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Saturday morning and I was still in bed with Chelsea. Nothing coming from her lips, nothing coming from mines, she just rested her head on my bare chest while I rubbed her back in circles. "Last night eh, I was remembering what we used to do when we were friends." She spoke in a small voice, it was barely to hear. "Look how far we come. We're going to get married soon, we're going to have a family - I hope... it's all I dreamed off." She looked at her hand, then stared at the ring.

Guilty, guilty, guilty...

It's this how Chelsea felt when she was hiding her secret from me? My stomach made a knot, I started sweating, and I can't even imagine breaking Chelsea's heart.

Stop being a pussy, pussy, pussy...

"Don't"

Chelsea jolted and looked up at me, "What?" I sighed and shook my head... "Nothing." It's over... I can't take this for too long, she will find out anyways. I can't touch her, I can't kiss her wihout feeling guilty.

CHELSEA'S POV

Zayn stood up from the bed without saying another word. Soon I felt that I needed to follow him, so I did. He didn't know I was on the stairs, as he dialed a number on his phone and pressed it against his ear, sitting on the sofa. "How are you feeling?"

I squinted my eyes and didn't dare to say a word.

"You almost flashed yesterday." I heard him chuckle. "No, no you can keep my coat its okay. I think we should stay tonight at the flat before Davis shows up there and doesn't find us."

"I haven't told Chelsea..." He whispered, "I should start packing my suitcases then. I'll tell her I'll be staying at Liam's..."

"Don't be stupid, Perrie. It's hard..."

I gaped, tears already forming in my eyes and I covered my mouth with my hand, not wanting Zayn to hear me.

So he lied...