***Hey Guys I finally started using my computer to write my chapters! Yay for bold and italic lettering! lol. But boo for errors. Im really bad about checking for errors, plus on my computer they don't auto correct like on my ipod...so sorry about any gramatical, spelling or any other mistakes that I make. IM NOT PERFECT OKAY?!?! dont judge me... Whatever. Hope you all are enjoying this so far! love yoohs!***
Zayn carried me up the stairs and into Harry's bedroom. He set me down on the bed and turned around to face the door. He closed it, leaned his shoulder up against it and sighed. I saw him run his hands through his hair then fold his arms across his chest.
"Nothing is wrong..." I blurted out so I could avoid being questioned. Zayn shook his head.
"I haven't said anything yet--"
"But I said nothing is wrong. May I leave yet?" I interupted him, more impatient this time. He shook his head again and came to sit down by me on the bed.
"No, Alexis. You may not leave yet." He said looking at me and putting emphasis on 'not.' I crossed my arms in annoyance and let out and exsasperated breath. I just wanted to go home, curl up with my puppy in a blanket and read fan fiction about the boys. Just to forget about this. I always read fan fiction about the boys and tell them all about it. Usually I laugh at all the dirty-minded directioners out there but it makes the boys uncomfortable. That makes me laugh also.
"Now, tell me whats wrong." Zayn said, snapping me out of my puppy fantasies. I looked at him with the most annoyed face I could manage.
"I said nothing." I lied. Zayn gave me the do-you-think-im-stupid look. I sighed, this time it not being in annoyance but in exhaustion. I let my hands drop to my lap along with my eyes.
"So then why were you so jumpy downstairs?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me.
"I cant tell you..." I said quietly as if I was speaking to myself. Zayn leaned closer to me, clearly he hadnt heard me. I looked up to see him sitting there expectantly. "I cant tell you. I promised Harry I wouldnt tell anyone." I said louder. "And Im true to my word. So Im not going to tell you unless Harry gives me permission." I ended the conversation there and leaned against the headboard of Harry's bed. Zayn didn't reply with anything for a minute. Then he shook his head and fixed his hair. I saw something in his eyes when he looked at me. Something that wasn't normal. He looked hurt. Like he thought I couldn't trust him with what was wrong. He stood up and opened the door.
"You can leave now." And I was left alone.
"No quick kiss goodbye?" I called after him teasingly, but nothing. I'd definitely hurt him.
