struggling with the hate | z.m b2

Chaptet 10: My Brother

Hello, I uploaded this quick just because it's short and I have other stories to update so don't get mad. Also I won't be putting Louis and Chelsea as a couple - it might complicate the story, so maybe something can happen between them. I just don't want my Zelsea shippers to get mad.

BTW, I loved Best Song Ever! The video is just so amazing and I can't believe we broke the record!! 12MILLIONS VIEWERS! HAPPY 3 YEARS, ONE DIRECTION.

Chapter 10: My Brother

"Do you know if Zayn is hiding something from me?" I asked, playing with my fingers innocently, hoping to Louis say what I want to hear from his thin pink lips.

We were already in the car, driving to his mum's house. Before leaving the restaurant, Zayn was getting jealous because I was with Louis, he didn't want me to go just yet and he seemed like he didn't want me to be close to Louis. Or was I being delusional? Maybe I was thinking that Zayn was feeling like that because I miss him. And maybe - out of my delusional thoughts, he loves Perrie. Yeah, he loves Perrie.

"Not that I should know" Louis asserted, I turned my face to my left and looked through the window.

I sighed and closed my eyes, wrapping my arms around myself since the inside of his car was cold. Louis noticed and turned the air conditioner.

"I miss Zayn so much." I whispered, feeling a tear stream down my cheek.

I saw him tonight, but was it enough? I only want him to hold me, tell me that he truly loves me and never let me go. But this ain't a fairytale.

Louis held my hand, bringing it onto his thigh and started rubbing the top of my hand with delicacy. My eyes opened and I stared at Louis, his lips was in a thin line and his face was straight, with no expression at all. The only thing you could hear inside the car was our breathing.

"Thank you so much for making me feel better, I think by tomorrow I'll be heading to my flat and recuperate the classes I missed at the uni."

Louis glanced at me and stared back at the road, he stopped rubbing my hand, "Are you going to leave your big brother alone?"

"Louis" I laughed, "I don't want to be a bother and drag you into my problems. I don't feel sick anymore and I feel okay, I swear." I lied. I felt dizzier than last time.

"I won't buy that, Moore. I can see it in your eyes, you're lying. Look, how about you continue to go to the uni but stay at my house?" There was a hint of begging, I sighed. "I don't want you to be alone..."

"Why do you care so much about me?" I asked vaguely.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" He looked annoyed, I decided to shut my mouth and give in, "If only you knew what's really going on."

I was afraid to ask 'what's really going on?', but Louis was already annoyed.

We arrived. I didn't realize I was sleeping until Louis poked me twice in the cheek to wake me up. He unlocked the doors.

"What time is it?" My throat was dry.

"5 minutes 'till twelve." He replied.

We walked out of the car, and Louis took off his coat for me and helped me put it on, "You're cold, I don't want you to get ill."

"You don't have to"

"Are you serious going to complain for everything, Moore?" Louis asked - again annoyed. I chewed the corner of my lip and shook my head. "Good."

We stood in the doorstep and Louis opened the door, "Why is the door unlocked this late at night?" He asked as he stepped in, with me at his side.

Like if I knew his family for so long, I already knew their names. Privacy doesn't exist for the celebrities' family, it's sad.