Difficulty (discontinued)

Chapter 8

~*~Chapter 8~*~

~Zayn~

I was sitting on the edge of my bed. My fingures were running through my hair. I was stressing out, way to much. I don't know why, but Cassandra gives me this feeling like I have to help her, hell, even save her. I got up and started pacing. I was having this uneasy feeling in my stomach. I felt sick.

I feel like I've known Cassandra forever. Like since birth. '"Ugh!" I groaned.

"Hey, Zayn?" I turned, there stood a very confused Liam at the doorway. "We need to talk with you." I nodded. I already knew what they wanted to talk about. I mean, the lads.

"Okay, I'll be right over." He nodded and left to the living room where we were surely going to have this talk. I walked out my room, shutting the door, and walked into the living room were I found the rest of the lads. "I'm here." I informed.

"We see." Replied Louis sarcastically.

"Okay then... go ahead, ask." I replied slumping onto the couch.

"Who's the girl? What's her name? Is she the one from the bus? When did you meet her afterwards? Why is she here? Does she want money? She could be a fan or even worse, a pap!" The boys started throwing questions in every direction.

"Woah, woah, woah, guys. Calm down. Her name is Cassandra. No, she's not a fan. Yes, she's the one from the bus, and I found her yesturday when I was out. She was with an officer tha-"

"Oh yeah, why did she have to talk with an officer today?" Asked Liam.

"It isn't my part to tell you guys. She will when she thinks it's right or even if she wants to. Right now, take it easy on her. She's going through a hard time. Okay?"

"How come you only get to know!?" Cried Niall.

""Cause I'm helping her through this. Right now, I'm just waiting for her to text or call, so she can tell me that she's okay."

"Ohh, so now you're on the phone number bases. You're moving up, Zayn!" Replied Harry, cheeky.

"Harry. I'm not going there with her!" I said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, fine. Cool down, Zayn." He answered, lifting his hands up, showing surrender.

"What else do you want to know, Liam?" I asked, hopeful that I could just go back to my room and wait for Cassandra to contact me sometime soon.

"Why here? Like why did you bring her here, with us? I mean, what's the media going to think? 'One Direction's new mystery girl!'?" Explained Liam, holding his hand up in the air as if showing the new headlines of upcoming tabloids.

"I don't care about that right now, Liam. She needs help and I'm going to help her."

"Okay, then how are you going to help her when we're going to be on tour?" Shot back Liam with a claim voice.

"I'll find a way, Liam! I don't want her to go through this alone! She has nobody! She's all alone in this bloody world!" I explained. I was so irritated that I got up and left to go to my room.

Locking the door, I let myself fall onto my bed. I still kept thinking about Cassandra. She was gone for about 5 hours. Well, 5 hours after I dropped her of... Is she okay? What is she doing? What was so personal that I couldn't come? Should I even worry about her? Is she coming back?

What am I thinking!? Of course she's coming back! She told me she wa-

"Hello?" I said, answering my phone.

"Zayn, you can come pick my up from my flat now." I smiled at the sound of her voice. It always made me smile.

"Okay. I'll be there soon." With that we hung-up.

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~Cassandra~

After the phone call, I washed myself intensely. Trying to get rid of any sign that Joey was on me. Satisfied, I got out the shower and wrapped a towel around my body and another on my hair. I rushed to my room and put on a random black, band t-shirt with black leggings. Brushing my hair to the side so when it's a little more dry I can put it in a braid. I put some black Ugg's on, and grabbed two more t-shirts and leggings, and put them in my messanger bag that was shaped as a back-pack. I also put some money that I had hidden under my bed, in there too. I finally put my hair in a side fish-tail braid. I applied some makeup on and then put it into my bag.

The officer told me that my sister's results would come in about 1-3 weeks. So all I have to do is wait. He also said that there could be a possibllity that the results could come in tomorrow. All I want is for this to be over.

There was a knocking at the door. I went to open it.

"Ready to go, Cass?" A smiling Zayn asked.

"Yep!"

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I got off the car with Zayn hot on my trail. "May I ask you a question, Cass?" Zayn asked. I stopped taken back by the question.

"Um... it depends... What's your question?" I asked, a little shakened up.

"What took you so long?"

"Um, Zayn, I don't want to talk about it."

"Please." He pleaded grabbing my shoulders.

"No, Zayn!" I yelled.

"I'm trying to help Cassandra! I can't help with you not telling me things!" He shot back.

"I've never asked you to help me!" I stated.

The door opened. The brown-eyed, buzzed-cut hair guy came out. "Are you guys okay?"

"Let's go inside, Cassandra." Zayn said grabbing my arm and leading the way inside, passing the buzz-cut boy, who was still at the doorway. Once we were inside, the rest of the boys turned their heads to looking at us.

"I want to leave, Zayn." I wispered low enough so only Zayn could hear.

"No. You're staying here." He wispered back.

"Well, I don't want them staring at me!" I wispered harshly, Looking into his brown eyes.

"Then let's go to the room you'll be staying."

"Fine." I shot back. The boys just staring confudly, wide eyed at us. "Lead the way, your majesty." I replied sarcasticly. He rolled his eye, obviously annoyed by my childish behavior. He tugged on my arm again, and lead the way to where my room would be.

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long chapter!!

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