My safety blanket

Chapter 6

"Nicole get up." My mothers voice echoed through my ears as she opened the blinds blinding me.. 

"Please explain last night to me please." I opened my eyes whinging from the light.

"The lights.. It burns.. I'm melting!" I cried, I looked over to my mum who only looked at her watch and rolled her eyes.. Geez she's got the poopies.  

"Sorry. Well. A friend persuaded me into going to the concert, I did it for Tiarna. I knew she would've wanted me to go. I owed it to her. You know how much she means to me mum. Please don't get angry with me." I looked at her pleading.  

Her face dropped from being angry to sympathetic.

"I'm sorry nic, I keep having to remind myself that you're having to readjust your life to a life without her and you're finding it hard. I'm sorry.... Did you have fun?" A smile grew on her face as it did on mine.

"YES YOU HAVE NO IDEA! I WAS IN THE FRONT ROW AND IT WAS UTTERLY PERFECT MIND BLOWING I WANTED TO CRY" I didn't mean to yell.. But you see, I had to fan girl somehow and well umm SORRY MUM I LOVE YOU!

"That's good. I'm glad you had fun. Now you have 15 minutes to be ready.. Starting now." Mum spoke quickly then threw a pillow at me then ran down stairs.  

"NICOLE GET UP TIMES TICKING." 

Aarrrgggghhhhhh I just want to sleep. WAIIITTTTTT... Zayn's coming later... GET OUT OF BED YOU MAGGOT.

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"I WANT YOU BACK, I WANT YOU BACK, WANT WANT YOU WANT YOU BACK AGH." I was singing/ yelling at the top of my lungs dancing around the house with my hair brush, I spun around in circles like a ballerina and tripped on a lead. Stupid lead.. Who do you think you are!? 

I had landed on my stomach, then rolled onto my back.

Tears started to rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't pretend to be happy anymore it just hurt me more. I curled into a ball hugging my legs close into my body, crying. I hated being without my my best friend, nothing is complete without her. It's my right. I don't think I can move on.. I don't want to ever forget about her. She means too much to me.

'What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you.. And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok. I'm falling to pieces yeah. I'm falling to pieces.' The script filled my speakers and I'd lost it. I couldn't stop crying. I heard someone knock on the door but I ignored it, I didn't want to talk to anyone.

"Nicole open up." Zayn yelled, knocking. 

"Nicole let me in.. I'm here. It's going to be ok. Just open the door. You're ok. Just let me in.." He soothing voice was calming, from the other side of the door.

I stumbled to my feet a practically ran to the door, I opened it and grabbed hold of Zayn, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. "It's ok. I'm here now" he whispered into my ear. I cried harder holding onto his shirt and wetting it with my tears.  

"Come inside" he said, picking me up with no problem and closing the door behind us and carried me over to the lounge.  

We sat for about an hour not saying much as I just cried.

"I can't handle it anymore Zayn it just hurts so much, I can't pretend to be happy more it just hurts." I choked in cries.  

"Shhhh.. You don't have to pretend for me.. You know that. Cry. Cry as much as you want." Zayn's calm voice settled me down, I wasn't crying anymore, I just had a couple of tears run down my cheeks.  

"Want a drink of water?" I nodded my head and he got up and went to the kitchen.

He returned with a glass each and sat back down beside me.