Just tell me you hate me (zayn malik fanfiction)

chapter 10

The car came to a sudden jolt, I looked up from my lap and saw we were back where we started, parked in the same drive which lead to that same house, I resented the fact that I had to go back in, I’m resenting everything at this present moment, but something felt weird, I realized Zayn hasn’t gotten out yet, in fact were still just sitting in the car in complete silence-

I turn my head towards him, his hands were still tense on the steering wheel and his face was still held on that same stern expression, I clear my throat to get his attention, then quickly looked away avoiding his deep eye contact

From the corner of my eye I saw his face turn towards me with his dark brown eyes casually studying my face, I don’t know what he was doing but he obviously wasn’t looking away any time soon, it was just me and Zayn sitting there in his car, everything was painfully silent and to be honest I didn’t know where to look

Biting my tongue my eyes flicked up only to find him staring right back at me, his eyes were soft, I then dropped my gaze down to his cheek done, around his jaw line and somehow they found their way to his soft raspberry lips- why am I looking there, quickly look away before he notices

I quickly glance back up to his eyes only to see them now looking down towards the clear cup perched down in-between our seats resting in the cup holder, I don’t know why he was looking there but I need to get out, I wonder what he’s thinking

I unclipped my seat belt then reach for the cup, as I grabbed it I heard a faint sigh then looked over to see Zayn opening his car door getting out then walking up towards the front door

What was that about, well at least I’m alone I guess, as I held the cup I bought it up towards my face “Pretty girls shouldn’t frown”- I murmured, Zayn is a spaz, obviously this guy- I mean Aaron was only being nice

I got out of the car a walked up the same steps and through the same front door closing it slowly behind me, I looked around the empty foyer and made my way up the stairwell down the hallway and straight to my room

I don’t know where Zayn is, he’s probably outside sucking on his little cancer sticks because that’s the only way he can cope when he feels like shit, agh I hate it when he blows that smoke in my face, it reeks and the smoke burns my eyes for some weird reason

All of a sudden my bag starts to vibrate, I lung over and dig through finding my phone, I pull it out

Mum

1 incoming call

I push the answer button and pull it up to my ear

“Hey Mum”

“Hey Tori, how are you hun?”

“I’m good”

“so babe, have you made any friends yet?”

“Mum, I’m not in primary, you don’t have to ask me that any more” actually tori you have remember..

“well actually I guess you could say that, his names Aaron and he studies at the same uni”

“well that’s good.. Is he cute?” I could hear her smiling through the phone, oh god why didn’t I just say I made a friend and leave it at that

Suddenly I hear two quick knocks- My head shoots to the door, holey shit its Zayn. The door slowly swings open, I quickly turn back towards the phone

“Ah, I got to go-

“No Tori tell me about this Aaron boy”

My eyes quickly shut closed, holey fuck why did she have to scream that into the phone