Sharing A House With One Direction (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Worst Days End In Bad Ways *Chapter Fourty*

"Chloe?" Louis stared me down, confused. What do I say? Oh hey Yeah my car just sunk in a lake, my phone is busted, Zayn doesn't want me anymore and my head is pounding but you know it's all 'good'.

"Hi," I whispered stopping a few inches away from his car door.

"What're you doing out here alone?" He asked. Should I tell him? Should I tell him I'm having horrible luck and it'll rub off on him?

"Long story," I breathed, wiping tears away.

"Get in," He said, biting his lower lip. I hesitated for a second, but nodded opening the passengers seat and climbed in.

"Sorry if I get your seat wet," I mumble buckling my seat belt.

"I don't care," He shrugged. I nodded and folded my hands in my lap. "What happened?"

"Zayn's what happened," I muttered.

"What'd he do?" Louis sat up straight and let his grip on the steering wheel tighten wildly.

"N-nothing," I shook my head and stared absently out the window.

"Chloe tell me now," Louis demanded. I shook my head once again and squeezed my eyes shut.

"It doesn't matter,"

"Tell me now!" He hit the steering wheel. I was shocked, why was he so angry?

"I....I...I walked in on Perrie kissing all over him, and he liked it," I sighed running a hand through my hair. "I had just got back from Cher's and I went in," My thumbs were pinching the skin on my knuckles. "And Perrie told me I should leave, and Zayn agreed."

Louis jaw clenched as he didn't take his eyes off the road. "What are you doing out here?"

"I was driving to get away from them, and I don't know the next thing you know I see bright lights then I'm swerving into a lake-" I said but got interupted.

"Your car fell in a lake?" he shouted, making me flinch.

"Yeah," I whispered. "Then my uh phone broke, and I ran into a tree."

"Chloe, you could've died!" He screamed. Why was he so angry? This was my problem.

"I know," I nod. "But I didn't!"

"Still, your freezing and you hit your head, how hard?" He said softening a little.

"Not that bad, just a little dizzy," I say.

"I'm taking you back home-"

"No!" I insist. "You can't"

"Chloe I have to, where else are you going to go?" He shouts.

"A hotel?" I suggest. He stays awfully quiet for a few minutes, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel in anticipation.

"Fine," He breaths. "But were going to pick you up some clothes."

I squeeze my eyes shut, "Sure."

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I unbuckle my seatbelt, holding back the tears that wanted to fall. What will we walk into?

"Let's go," Louis placed his hand on the small of my back as we stalked up the walk way. My clothes were still soaked and it felt like I was carrying four bags of flour on my body. My muscles ached, and my head was throbbing.

Louis fumbled with the house keys before he opened the door. I breathed, letting out a quiet whimper.

"It'll be okay," Louis shushed me. We walked in an wouldn't you know, Zayn was sitting on the couch with Liam. Louis slammed the front door shut and that caused them both to catch our attention.

"Shit," Liam looked me up and down. "What happened to you?" I know Zayn was staring at me, so I stared back. I glared at him, and I swear I saw a hurt look appear on his face.

"She drove into a lake," Louis informed them.

"You what?" Zayn shrieked and stood up from the couch.

"It was an accident!" I say worriedly.

"You aren't trying to kill yourself, are you Chloe?" Zayn came up in front me.

"No!" I scream. "But if I was, why would it matter to you?" I spat at him and ran upstairs. Tears were pouring rapidly down my face, and I slammed the door. Why was he doing this? Why can't he just leave me alone, what the hell is wrong with him?

My fingers were shaking as I reached for a suitcase at the top of my closet. I stuffed as many clothes as I could, including shoes. My suitcase wouldn't fit enough, so I grabbed a duffel bag. I shoved my makeup, bathroom and body products and undergarments. A whimper escaped my lips as my fingers laced around the necklace Zayn had given me.

I had a slow debate whether it was worth keeping and decided against it. Angrily, I threw the silver chain across the room letting it the wall. I grabbed my suitcase, duffel bag, and luckily my purse. Thankfully, I had forgotten to bring it with me when I left Zayn and Perrie there. My feet dragged me downstairs as I dreaded seeing his face.

"Ready?" Louis asked jingling the car keys in his hand as he waited.

"Your taking me?" I asked quietly walking towards him.

"Well your car kinda sunk," He said in a duh-what-do-you-think kind of voice.

"Right," I whisper and nod. I turn my head and realize Zayn is staring at me intently. I looked away and left the house with Louis.

"Zayn's POV*

"What'd you do to her?" Liam asked after they left.

"I-I," I sighed angry with myself. "I like her and Perrie," I whisper.

"You told her?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"I showed her," My breathing was heavy.

"How?" He asked confused.

"I had sex with Perrie,"

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Hiyaaaa :) I love you all!! wow chapter forty, I've never written a book this long before.

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