struggling with the hate | z.m b2

Chapter 13: The Truth

[Short chapter. At least I took the time to write for you, I'm supposed to be reading a book for school. Haha, love you. Leave me kind comments :)]

( BTW, 'Just Can't let Her Go' by One Direction was leaked. )

Chapter 13: The Truth

"And... Chelsea loves Zayn."

My cheeks were hot and my heart was beating faster, even more when he tightened his arms around my waist, and pressed his lips against mines. I wasn't able to move due to my shock.

My arms were still loosened on my sides, my eyes were still wide opened and I didn't know what to do.

Confusion was written all over me. To my surprise, his kisses haven't changed; it was still filled with love, passion and delicateness. It kept me thinking, does he still love me or is it a game?

He trailed his thumb over my chin, so I could part my lips for him to kiss me deeper, but I pulled away. I couldn't kiss him back, not when I feel like killing him for what he did to me.

"I fell one time, I'm not falling again." I walk past him, bumping my shoulder with his. I finally was away from the stairs (Note yourself: the stairs are dangerous when you're pregnant.)

"Did Louis never tell you?" I turned around to see him following me. I tilted my head and gave him a puzzled look.

"Tell me what?"

"Oh, I thought he was going to tell you the truth about me..."

"What would Louis tell me about you? If you're hiding something from me, I think you should tell me, not Louis."

"You're right." He shrugged with his hands inside his pockets. He took out a hands to rub his chin with his thumb and index finger. He hasn't even shaved his facial hair, his eyes were bloodshot, puffy and tired, he doesn't even look happy. I thought he was really happy without me.

"So, do you want to tell me something?"

"Yes."

"I'm all ears."

"I missed you a lot." His voice broke a bit. He quickly bit his bottom lip and scratched the back of his neck, looking down to the floor. "You won't understand me but please hear me out. I feel like I'm gonna explode, Chelsea."

He inhaled and exhaled, he sat on the floor- knowing there's a sofa, he sat crossed legs. He covered his face with his hands, and I stayed there staring at him not even knowing what was going on. I have never seen a man crying like this. I always knew a celebrity's life was hard and that they suffer so much, and today I was watching a celebrity on front of me breaking into tears. That celebrity is Zayn Malik and I cared a lot about him. I was desperate, I wanted to know what was wrong with him.

"I feel like I can't breathe. Everyone's watching every step that I take... I just.." I knelt on front of him and caressed his cheek, he held my hand and kiss its top. "I'm sorry Chelsea. All this pressure made me choose the bad decisions. Too many things fucking my life..."

He was scaring the fuck out of me.

"I never loved Perrie nor did I cheated on you. This was all because of a contract I signed because I was forced to."

"A contract?!"

"Yes, a contract I was forced to sign it to save One Direction. I had to date Perrie for publicity. Our management didn't want you near us. I tried to say no, but I panicked. I'm sorry!"

"You should have told me this was happening in the first place! You made me think I was worthless, Zayn!" I ran a hand through my hair.

"I'm sorry... I'm going to cancel the contract," He blurted out. "Tomorrow morning..."

"What about the band?"

"We don't want to be working with Modest Management anymore. And I just wanna..." Zayn leaned his back on the wall, grabbing my arm and pulled me towards him. He made me sit on his lap, and he leaned his lips on my ear, "Stay with you like this." He kissed my cheek. "Forever..." He sniffed.

He started hugging me tight. Very tight. I hugged him back. I never felt so broken, just by looking at him so weak. Zayn is weak, he cares so much of what people say about him, he doesn't go on Twitter scared to read the hate, he smokes to relieve himself and he is the 'least favourite' in the band...

"Do you hate me?" Zayn asked, not even looking at me.

"No"

"Did I hurt you?"

I stayed silent. He understood that my silence meant 'yes' and he started rubbing my back as my head was resting on his chest.

"Forgive me please"

"I forgive you." I kissed his cheek. Even though I was a bit mad, I can't stay mad at him for too long, not even when he looked like dying.

"Do you still love me?"

"Never stopped." I laughed and looked up at him, he was already looking down at me with a smile.

"Thought I lost you..." He grabbed my face and kissed me twice. "I love you very much."

"Um" I stood up hesitating, "I have to tell you something important." I gulped. Zayn stood up, looking at me with an serious expression.

"Yeah?" He asked unsure.

"You're going to be a father soon." I told him sheepishly.

"A what?" His eyes widened, rolling his eyes back as he was falling to the floor...