Hello readers! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in such a long time, I've been really, really busy. So once again, I'm sorry. I just want to sat thank you to my fans (I can't believe I have fan!) for reading, commenting, voting and giving me feedback, it really means a lot. Anyways here is chapter 25 of The Photo! :)
P.S The song on the side really goes with the chapter. You should play it while reading.
Isabella's P.O.V
I laid on the couch, staring at the t.v. Zayn put on, but I wasn't really watching. How could I watch t.v. when I just got the new that...that my Aunt was dead. That the one family member I had left was out of this world and I was left alone. Why does this always happen to me? Why does my family have to die? What did I do to deserve this?
I kept staring off in space as Zayn came into the living room and kneeled down in front of me, holding a mug.
"I made you some tea..." He says softly.
I look at him for a second and the look back into space. "Unless that tea will bring back my aunt, I don't want it."
He sighs and puts the mug on the coffee table. "It's going to be alright Isabella. Your going to get through this."
What the hell is he saying?! My only family is gone and he thinks I'm going to get through this that easily?! "No I'm not Zayn." I mumble angrily.
"Yes you will-" He starts to say, but I cut him off.
"No I won't! You don't get it, do you?!" I yell, sitting up. "My only family in this world is gone! I'm all by myself now! I have no one!"
He gets up and sits next to me. "That's not true Isabella."
"Yes it is! Who do I have?!" I look at him.
"You have a lot of people. You have Cece, Jordan, the boys and me." He said, staring into my eyes. I stared back into to his beautiful brown eyes and saw com-front. I do have him. And I do have everyone else. Why would I think I'm alone. I may not have my family, but I have my friends and their like a family to me.
"Thank you Zayn." I smile slightly and hug him, burying my head in his chest.
"You're welcome." He hugged me back and rubbed my back soothingly.
I must have feel asleep because woke up to the noise of whispers and my head was no longer on Zayn's chest, but a pillow.
"How is she holding up?" I heared someone whisper. Sounds like Niall.
"She's fine, I got her to calm down." Zayn whispered.
"Is Cece coming?" I think Louis whispered.
"Yeah, her and Harry are on their way." I assume Liam whispered.
I got up and walked to where the whispers were coming from, which was the kitchen. "You know you guys are horrible at whispering." I said, standing in the door way and rubbing my eyes.
They all looked at my with surprised faces then they switched to sad and concerned.
"Were sorry we woke you." Liam said.
"It's fine, but I'm hungry." I walked over to Niall who had his hand buried in a bag of chips. I squeezed my hand through and grabbed a handful of chips. I sat down across from Niall who was glaring at me, which caused me to giggle.
"How are you feeling?" Zayn asked worried.
"Better now." I smiled and popped a chip in my mouth. "So Cece's coming. I hope you didn't interrupt her and Harry's date for me."
"You know she doesn't feel that way, she just wants to make sure your okay." Niall spoke up.
"I know, but she doesn't need to, I'm fine." Just then I heard the door being pushed open and someone running. Cece's home!
"Where is she?! Where is she?!" She yelled out.
"I'm in here!" I yelled out. I heard the footsteps come closer until Cece was standing in the door way. She scanned the room and then her eyes landed on me. I guess I must have looked pretty bad because her eyes widened and then filled with concerned.
"Oh my god. Come here Bella." She rushed over to me and pulled me into a big hug.
"Cece, I'm fine." I said, hugging her back.
"It's okay, eveything will be fine." She said the same words that Sarah said after we got the news of my parents.
Seriously, I'm fine." I said, even though my voice was strained and my throat was getting tighter. I knew I was about to cry.
I guess Cece knew to because then she said. 'Just let it all out." And that's exactly what I did. I cried onto her shoulder. I cried and I cried because I couldn't stop. All the pain I've had was coming out and it felt like a huge relief. I felt the numerous back rubs and pats that must have been coming from the boys. And with all that, I started to believe Zayn and Cece's words. I will get through this and everything will be all right.
I pulled away from Cece and wiped my tear soaked face, then looked up at all the faces that were looking at me. I can't believe I thought I was all alone when I have all these people here for me. They all care and love me just as much as my parents or aunt would.
"Thank you guys for everything. You guys are the best." I smiled at all of them.
"Hey, what are friends for?" Harry smiled.
"Okay, now we sound one of those cliche movies." Louis butted in and we all laughed.
"Why don't we go have a movie marathon?" Liam suggested.
"Sounds fun." I smiled and stood up. We all walked to the living room and sat down in numerous places. Before I eve realized it, I was sitting next to Zayn with my head on his chest and his arm around me and then it struck me, I still have to tell him how I feel.
Thank god for all of the amazing people that are there for Isabella. But, will she finally tell Zayn how she feels? What will happen? Wait until the next chapter to find out. Until then you know what to do
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The Photo (Zayn fanfic)
FanfictionIsabella Montez is a photographer on her way. Her parents died when she was little and she was forced to live with her alcoholic aunt, who was never there for her. She basiclly grew up on her own. Isabella never dated, she was more of an outcast and...