My American Girl (Sequel to My Bradford Bad Boy)

14: Answers

I haven't updated in forever and I am sorry for that. I started school 3 weeks ago and it is killing me, Thank you if you are still reading this. It is only a short update but next time will be longer I promise :)

14: Answers {Sadie}

There were only two things that I was sure of when I woke up: one, I feel like crap and I mean crap, crap like I've been hit by a bus crap.....well technically I've been hit by a car and two, Zayn is the bestest boyfriend anyone could ever asked for. I smiled at myself as I saw him sitting on the side of my bed, facing down and heavily breathing as he sleep. His scent was eveywhere and I couldn't help but lead my right hand to him, realizing it was on a cast so I replace it with the left. I place my hand on the top of his beautiful jet black hair as he stir beneath my touch. Soon, he was waking up.

He blinked trying to remember then suddenly he was wide awake, "Babe," he said ruffling his hair, which I might say is very attractive.

"I...didn't mean to wake you up," I said slowly to him.

"You're okay," he ignored my comment and gave me a huge hug.

I smiled at his reaction but immediately cough, "Zayn you're crushing me!"

"I am sorry babe, you don't know how worried I was," he said, looking deeply into my eyes. 

"Of course I do, if you weren't that worried, you would pobably be at your house getting your beauty sleep," I said teasing him. 

"You're right," he said.

"I know, I'm right," I replied, smiling. He smiled back at me and somehow we found each other's lips. He kissed me slowly but passionately and I responded with same emotion. We were interrupted too soon by my mum standing on the door.

"I'm sorry for interrupting but I need to talk to Sadie, Zayn," she said. 

"I'll be outside," Zayn replied, kissing me on the forehead as I give him a small smile.

I took a deep breathe, I am going to set everything right this time. Our eyes meet as she moved towards Zayn's seat. The maddening silence came next and I was the one who broke it.

"I'm sorry," I said to her. She sigh. I don't know if it was a sigh of relief or a sigh of regret so I continued, "I shouldn't have said all those things to you...because of that one small thing. I was wrong....Mum." My voice was breaking and the tears came falling out of my eyes. Apparently, she notices this and soon her palm was now wiping off the tears. "I'm sorry Mum I don't mean to be so dramatic. I'm ... just really, really sorry for everything," I added. 

She looked at me straight in the eye, "First of all, you have every right to get mad at me, Sadie. I've hidden all of those things to you...and it was the biggest mistake of my life. I thought I was going to lose you tonight," she said, now fulling crying like me, "I want everything to be right this time, baby."

"I do to Mum," I said to her and soon we were hugging and crying in each other's arms. 

She suddenly breaks away from me and asks, "Do you want to know and see your parents, Sadie?"

I was dumbfounded at her question. My parents, my real biological parents. She notices my reaction and for living under here house for 15 years or so, she know exactly what I was thinking. 

"I mean you don't have too, honey," she immediately added.

"What's on your mind Mum?" I asked her, the word Mum felt so foreign now.

"Well..." she started, "I was thinking that for your 19th birthday I could see and make some calls if they could come whatever we are doing."

"My birthday?" I asked her.

"Yes, honey, its an annual anniversary of the day a person was born," she explains with humour in her eyes.

"Mum, I know what a birthday is," I rolled my eyes at her. 

"Good," she said chuckling to herself, "Then you would know yours happen to be in 10 days." My mum was right, my birthday was in 10 days: September 12th, yay! (Note the sarcasm there). This whole week has been a tremendously stressful one after seeing Savannah, management's no-no to my relationship with Zayn, and yeah I got hit by a car. Whoah isn't that stressful?

My mum snap me out of my reverie as she asks, "What do you want to do on your birthday?"

"I don't know Mum. It's been a stressful week besides I have 10 more days to decide," I shrugged.

"But you do have ideas right?" she asked me curiously. Yeah, she's big on the birthday thing.

"It is the day before Niall's birthday. Maybe he and I could have same party, I'll ask them later Mum," I said to her, trying to get off the conversation. I mean its not really a big thing. I'm just going to turn 19, what's the big deal?

"Oh okay I should call on them then," she hurriedly says.

"Wait Mum about the parent thing, I ... I don't want to know," I said, "or see them."

"Are you sure honey?" she asked me.

"I am sure mom," I said smiling at her. 

At first I did want to know who were my parents were out of curiosity but I will not let curiosty get the better of me. After all, curiousity killed the cat and sometimes its good not to have answers rather than getting hurt after knowing the reality.