P.O.V. Callie
I took Zayn’s hand as he walked back to the lobby. The blonde Barbie girl looked at me and smiled. I didn’t really like her but I smiled back, for Zayn. I liked him. I couldn’t break up with him. Even if he cheated a thousand times, I couldn’t. I wasn’t able to break up with him. He turned back to me and hugged me.
- I have to go. Said Zayn sheepishly.
- Where you going? I said, surprised as hell.
He just arrived and he already had to go? Why?
- Uh… The paparazzi are waiting for Pat and me at the park…
- Oh, okay…
I tried to hide my sadness. I wanted to cry as much as I could. What did you want me to do? I let them go before heading to my flat. I opened the door and headed to my room. I didn’t even look at the boys who were in my kitchen. I slammed the door of my room shut but a foot kept it open. I looked up to see Luke’s face, concerned. The tears were running down my face and my breath was shaky. I opened the door to let him in. he sat on the bed and pulled me toward to sit beside him.
- You know you can tell me everything. He said, rubbing his hand on my back.
- Why didn’t you tell me…
