Love or fear?

Tears

*Luna's POV

Mom was being a jackass again today, so I was walking over to my friend Jessie's house. She's been even more bitchy since Amber moved back in. I hate the woman, so I stay out of the house as much as possible. Amber's never home, anymore, she practically lives at Zayn's.

*Ring ring*

I answered my phone and said, "hello?"

"Luna, this is Lou!" he said in his perky voice.

"What's up Lou?" I asked.

"Well I've been worried about you, Amber isn't there much, and your mom doesn't give a fuck." he said.

"Woah news to me," I said sarcastically.

"Ummm," he paused dramatically, "El and I are all patched, so you could come stay at our flat."

Holy shit, that would be amazing, to get away from my mom. "Could I?"

"Yah I have a spare room, and I talked to El who is all for getting you out of that house."

"I can pack my stuff, and be ready in an hour." I said

"I'll be there," he said then hung up.

*Amber's POV

"Amber?" I herd Zayn call out.

"IN THE KITCHEN!" I called out.

Within seconds I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he set his chin on my shoulder. As I turned around to kiss him my phone rang.

"Hello?" I said.

"Amber I'm moving in with Louis and El, please just move out."

"When's mom gonna be home?" I asked.

"Not until later, but I would make it quick." she said.

"Mk Luna." I said then hung up.

"Who was that?" Zayn asked, scaring me.

"Luna, she's moving in with Lou and El." I said quickly.

"Oh good for her," he shot me a half smile.

"Well this is gonna make my mom crack, so I've gotta grab my stuff and move out." I said.

"I thought you already lived here" he teased, "well I can take the car, and we can pick it up."

"K I'll be down in 5 minuets," I said running up the stairs.

I grabbed my keys, and my coat. I put on my flats, and ran downstairs. Out the door I ran, to the car.

~

We grabbed my stuff, and I was now realizing how fast things were moving. I know nothing about Zayn, and I now live with him. It's funny because he doesn't really know anything about me either.

Putting my clothes in the closet in the guest room, I saw a picture of Zayn, and some kid. They looked happy and sweet, were as now Zayn always seemed mad, or up to something. I walked out off the room with the picture only to bump into Zayn.

"What the hell happend," I said in unison with him. looking up he held a picture with my mom, my dad, Luna, and I all smiling.

"Dammit," I said.

"What happened?" he asked as I sat on the floor.

I sighed, "my dad was an angry drunk, and an alcoholic. One day he was pissed and wasted so he me, when he realized what he had done, he left. I guess he thought that it would do us some good if he left." I started to cry, "he never came back, and my mom always blamed me. She started loosing her temper all the time, and Luna and I couldn't take it." by this time I was bawling, I'd never told anyone that.

Zayn sat there stunned, "Amber."

We sat in silence for a bit, and he held me. Now he knows the truth, he now knows why I'm not good enough for him. My dad didn't want me why would he after this?

Zayn looked pissed, but his face softened and he said, "the boy in the picture with me was Mark."

"Was?" I asked.

"He, he umm he died." his eyes turned red, "I was with him. We wee playing by the train tracks, and the train came." by now he was crying, "his foot got caught in the tracks, and he screamed out for me to help him....but I couldn't I was frozen in fear. I killed my best friend."

"It's not your fault Zayn." I said shocked, as I rubbed his neck.

"YES IT IS!" he yelled, "I LOVED HIM, AND HE'S GONE. I HAVEN'T LOVED ANYONE SINCE."

He said he loved me, I guess he was lying. He said all this yet I asked, "Do you love me?" I gulped waiting for the answer.

"Amber....I-I-II" he paused. "I love you more than you'll ever know. I don't want to lose you, so I'm distant, and try to push you away. I love you so much, and if you'll let me I'll help you get through the hard times, and I'll be there when everything is good."

"Zayn, we're both pretty messed up, and I've just barely told you anything. I love you, and I want you to be there beside me." I said.

"Thank god." he whispered.

He sat on the floor facing me both of us in tears. I don't know whether to love pictures or hate them anymore. We had calmed down, and were looking in each others eyes. He inched forward, and kissed my forehead. I rapped my arms around his neck and swayed back and forth. I don't know about him, but I love him even more now.