Make the Most of It

19. Promises

We walked back home in silence, neither of us daring to utter a word. When we reached my apartment complex, we simply smiled at eachother and went our seperate ways.

Once I had dried myself off and changed my clothes, I climbed onto my bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

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That night I'd had a crazy dream. Zayn and I were in the rain again and it was as if we were replaying our whole kiss. But suddenly, the wind picked up speed and lifted Zayn off the ground before I could stop him. We were still holding hands, but the wind was too strong. Our hands left the warm embrace of eachother and Zayn flew off. He flew farther and farther away, leaving me staring into the empty sky. Right before he left my sight, I heard him yell, "I love you Nikki!"Then he was gone. Just then Jake appeared in front of me and held my hands. I tried pulling them away, but he was stronger than I was.

"He doesn't actually love you Nikki. Only I do. And only I can have you." His grip on me tightened and I looked up into the sky where Zayn was now floating back down with bruise marks all over his body. I tried running to him, but Jake held me back.

"Zayn! Let go of me Jake!"

"I'm sorry Nikki. I'm sorry. I couldn't do it," he said sadly.

"Do what?" I yelled, against the sound of the wind. But, he never answered because he was whipped away once again.

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I jolted awake the next morning to a soft breeze blowing in through the window. That was, by far, one of the weirdest dream I had ever had. And the night before it? I still couldn't wrap my head around it. Of course, we both knew it was coming eventually. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon.

I got up and walked into the bathroom. In the mirror, I noticed that I still had the bruise from last night and it had worsened to a dark blue and purple. I thought about going to the doctor to make sure I hadn't broken or fractured anything, but I didn't want to explain how it happened.

Instead I decided to go over to Zayn's house. Why should I let a kiss get in the way of our actual friendship. I got dressed and drove to his house, which only took a couple minutes since he lived so closeby.

I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. It took a moment for Zayn to finally answer the door but when he did, he had only a robe on. I raised my brow at him and I  saw the worry flash over his face. Suddenly, a girl walked up behind him and yet again was wearing the same thing. Just a robe. To top it all off, she was one of the models for my line. Ellie. She immediately recognized me and went beet red.

I felt the anger boil inside me and I was at a loss for words.

"How could you?!" I spat.

"I...uh.." He stuttered, but I didn't let him finish. I stormed back to my car and drove away without another word, leaving the two of them to fix the mess. How could I have been so stupid as to trust Zayn? I knew all along he had a reputation for sleeping with everyone, but I still chose him to become friends with.

I needed to drink to get my mind off of all this so I called Scarlet, since Ari was busy today.

"Hey Scarlet. Do you want to come get a drink with me?"