struggling with the hate | z.m b2

Chapter 8: Fuck management

Still without a laptop. This chapter was so bad, but next chapter is 'Dinner' is gonna be great. So this was necessary to write but I didn't know how. IGNORE THOSE ANNOYING SPELLING MISTAKES.

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Chapter 8: Fuck management

CHELSEA'S POV

"You're okay that Zayn will be there and maybe the paparazzi? You're totally fine with it, right?" I asked Louis hesitating.

"The paparazzi won't be there. The location hasn't been told."

He coughed a bit, having a bad time swallowing the the last bite of pizza.

"Therefore we have to take the pictures ourselves to have prove we were having dinner with the singers." He looked at me with a warn. "Don't be in the pictures."

I nodded.

"You look sad again, why?"

"I want to go only for you, but I won't stand seeing Zayn and Perrie in a lovey mood. It's obvious he's taking her as his date- when it should be me."

He stared at me for a moment and opened his arm for a hug. I hesitated before hugging him. I sighed and closed my eyes, resting my head on his chest. He placed his light chin on the top of my head. He rubbed my back in circles.

"Let it out."

I didn't realise I was crying until he said that. I tried to forget about Zayn, but it was so hard and for what I waited the most, it never came; The Wedding.

He kept rubbing my back, this time up and down in a slow way making my eyes close. I smiled. He was cheering me up. I looked at him, his eyes were closed and his lips were parted.

"Looking for something?" He sensed me staring at him. I laughed and hide my face on the crook of his neck.

"Why are you being this nice to me?" His arms tighten around my waist and pulled me to his lap.

"Why won't I?" His chest vibrated when he chuckled.

"I have a question." I said meeting his light blue eyes. His were little next to Zayn's. Zayn's eyes were big and brown. And when our eyes met, it gave me the tingles on some part of my body. I could stare at them all day, maybe that's what I miss the most. I miss his sweetness, his kisses, his voice, his hands, his gaze and his loyalty.

"...What's the question?"

But Louis' eyes were also mesmerising. He's handsome, funny, talented, his a nice guy and has money too; He's a full package! Not that I care about the money, but isn't that every girls' dream? I don't get why he's living alone and why he is single.

His fingers tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and tilted his head in concern. His fingers brushed my bangs away from my forehead and grinned. That made my heart speed up. I was afraid I might fall in love with Louis when in a short time I feel like I'm attached to him.

Or is it because I feel empty inside and I miss Zayn too much and I need someone with me right now?

"Why are you single?"

Maybe he was gay, but I was just curious.

"I'm not allowed to date."

"Why?"

"Management doesn't want me to date anybody. Liam and I can't date anyone. I don't know why, but we can't."

"Zayn have told me about your manager; Davis. You lads are under pressure, it's hard isn't it?"