Unsure

Chapter 3

I want to run as far as I can from here but my feet stay glued to the spot I'm standing in. I feel my hands begin to shake and my lip beginning to quiver as I watch my over-obsessive ex-boyfriend walk towards me. How did he find out I was here? He must have followed me. The unsurprised and creepy smile on his face tells me he did. He knew I was moving to London. Which is why he felt the need to too.

Riley and I had a good relationship in the beginning, but as the relationship progressed he became obsessive, protective, and eventually abusive. I couldn't even look at a boy without him beating them up. I never thought he would hurt me physically, but eventually he did. 

I broke up with him after six months of being controlled by him and constantly feeling miserable, but I could never seem to get away from him. He would constanly call, text, write. Apologizing, saying he'd changed, he loved me, and he was wrong but he couldn't help wanting me all to himself. I eventually had to block his number, and change schools, which is where I met my best friend Sky. She was great and was always there for me. But he hasn't stop trying to contact me or see me since the break up.

"Bells", the nickname sends an ice cold shiver through me as a spine-chilling smile covers his face. "It's so nice to see you again. I've missed you, baby." He attempts to hug me and I flinch. Zayn steps in front of me immediately.

"I think you should go" Zayn hisses, clenching his fists. Some people sitting at tables near us notice the tension and cautiously watch us.

Riley's face reddens. "Oh really? And who's this Bells? You're new lover? You know you could never have someone who made you feel the way I do. The way I-"

"I said, I think you should leave", Zayn raises his voice through his teeth. Almost the entire cafeteria is silent as Niall and Louis stand either side of Zayn.

Riley holds his hands in the air; "Ok, ok. I'm going. See you around Bells" he pervertedly winks at me and a tear runs down my cheek as I watch him exit the cafeteria. 

I hold out my hand to see if it is trembling as much as my heart is. Zayn turns to me and tilts my head to look at him. "Are you okay?" 

"I. I'm fine" I lie, "Um, can we go?" my voice is shaky.

"Yeah. You can come back to my dorm for a bit. Nothing like that. Just until you're okay." he tries to smile but I can tell he is angry. Very angry.

...

Zayn leads me into his dorm and sits me on his bed. His dorm is a lot nicer than mine. He has his own en-suite bathroom and a much bigger space for storage. There is another bed so I can tell he shares it with someone but none-the-less this dorm is a luxury.

"Who was that creep?" He asks me, and I sigh and shake my head. He deserves to know the story after protecting me like that but I just don't have it in me to talk about it right now.

"An ex of mine. Do you mind if we don't talk about it? I will talk to you about it but not now. I'm sorry", I sniffle, trying not to cry again.

"Sure", he says understandingly, "You're shaken up enough". He sits opposite me and takes my hands in his. "You don't have to worry about him. You have me, and I won't let the creep near you." He smiles at me nervously. Nervously? I haven't seen Zayn nervous yet, but seeing him nervous gives me butterflies, the way his chestnut eyes glisten, but there is an anxiousness behind them that is shining through.

I smile weakly back at him and squeeze his hands; "Thank you for today". I say and mean it, if it wasn't for him, Niall, and Louis, I don't know what I would have done. I must remember to thank them too, and really thank them.

...

After chatting for hours that seem like minutes, I check the time to see that it's already 10pm and I haven't slept since I was on the plane. Zayn walks me up to my dorm and I thank him again before saying goodnight to him. Just as I'm about to walk into my dorm Zayn pulls me back by my arm and turns me to face him. He wipes the dried mascara from under my eyes and tucks my hair behind my ear.

"Goodnight Bella" he whispers before gently brushing his lips against my cheek. I feel the warmth of his perfect lips and it soothes me as all the stress I felt before about Riley dissappears. He lets go of my arm and walks down the hall. I walk into my dorm and press my back against the door as I dream of the chestnut eyes that looked into mine.