Painted Black *punk niall horan

Chapter 9

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You don't have to say, what you did,
I already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it

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I woke up cold and alone. Where was I? I was in an unfamiliar room with no idea how I got there. I tried to recount what had happened the night before. Then I remembered. It was the party. Niall. I seemed to have run out of tears which was kind of a relief. I was tired of always crying. And it's not like we were dating...were we? He asked me to the party and we went on a date but then he had sex with some random girl. Was that considered cheating? I was so inexperienced, I had no idea. Maybe I did overreact. The door opened and Zayn came in. Once again, he locked it behind himself.

"Sorry I left. I had to.......do something."

I nodded and swallowed.

"Where's Niall?"

"Downstairs. Don't worry, Harry talked some sense into him. He's going to give you some space."

I sighed with relief.

"So what did you have to do?" I asked.

"Well.....Stacey and I, we broke up."

I widened my eyes. What?

"Oh. Who broke up with who?"

"I broke up with her."

Stacey must be devastated.

"Why?"

Zayn ran a hand through his hair.

"It's just....I'm developing feelings for someone else. It would be wrong to lead her on."

I stared at him, scared to ask who.

"For you." He clarified when I remained silent. I should have seen this coming, I wondered if Stacey would hate me now.

"Does Stacey know?" I finally asked.

"Yah. After I told her she said she just wanted to know who it was, so I felt I owed her that much."

I nodded, it made sense, but it still put me in an extremely awkward position.

"So....do you return any feelings, whatsoever?" He bit his lip.

"I-I do, but I'll need time." I admitted.

"Of course." He smiled. "Oh, I wouldn't go back to your dorm just yet......"

Stacey was there. I nodded and stretched my arms before getting off Zayn's bed. I was still wearing my dress.

"Err, could I maybe borrow some clothes?"

"Oh. Oh yah, sure." Zayn walked over to his drawers and pulled out a sweatshirt and a pair of shorts.

"Thank you." I took them from him. "Umm, do you mind...." I turned my back to him and lifted my hair from my neck. I felt Zayn's cold hands brush the back of my neck before he gently pulled down the zipper on my dress.

"Thanks." I murmured, turning around to face him. Zayn's face was a deep shade of red and he quickly excused himself.

"Er, I'll be in the kitchen when you're ready."

I stripped off the dress and pulled on Zayn's clothes. They had a faint smokey smell, and I deeply inhaled before walking out into the kitchen. I stopped suddenly when I realized the kitchen was filled with boys. They all began clapping and cheering when I walked in. I rolled my eyes and sat down at a table across from Louis.

"So.....you and Zayn then?" He asked. He looked crushed.

"I'm so sorry, Louis. I don't know. I should have told you. We aren't official or anything." I tried to smile at him, but he just looked down at his lap. Zayn came over and sat down next to me with a large plate filled with breakfast foods.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I made you a little bit of everything we had." He smiled nervously before pushing it in front of me. "I know you're probably still a little shocked, so you probably didn't want to cook."

Awwww, that was so considerate of him.

"Wow, thank you so much, Zayn. It looks amazing." I picked up the fork and hadn't even realized how hungry I was.

"Hey Zayn, so is she coming with us today?" A boy asked, sitting down at the table.

"Uh, no Jeremy, I don't think so."

Some of the boys groaned.

"C'mon, it'll be fun." Jeremy said, he smiled at me.

"What will be fun?" I asked. I could really use some fun right now.

"We are all going down to this new club that opened up." Jeremy replied. "You should come with us."

"Yah. I think I will."

"You will?" Zayn asked, surprised. He turned to look at me.

"Yah, what's the harm?" I shoved an egg in my mouth. Zayn remained silent.

"Niall will be there." He said quietly after a while. I stopped eating for a second, then shrugged my shoulders and continued.

"Whatever. Classes start in 2 days." I finished my food and Zayn immediately stood up.

"So is there anywhere you can go for now? I just really don't think it's a good idea for you to see Stacey for a while."

I thought for a while, but realized I really didn't have anywhere to go.

"I'm so sorry, I know it must be annoying." I said as I told Zayn I had no place to go besides back to my dorm.

"No, it's fine, Gene, really. You can just hang with me, if you want, like if that's okay with you." He began stuttering and his face turned red. I laughed.

"Sure, thank you so much." I responded.

"Hey Gene, can I get your number?" Jeremy asked. I had totally forgotten the other boys were here.

"I actually don't have a phone...."

There were a few audible gasps.

"Dude, how are you still alive?"

I laughed. "You guys are so dramatic. I guess I just never needed one until now."

"Because you want to text me?" Jeremy asked, winking slyly. I gently slapped his arm.

"Don't flatter yourself."

"Well then I know exactly what we're doing today." Zayn said. I looked at him, confused.

"Buying you a phone!" He said in a "duh" sort of tone.

"Ohh no, I can't. That's sweet of you, but really." I could feel my cheeks heating up. Zayn looked at me, concerned, but kept quiet.

"Alright, well let's just go out then." We both stood up and walked to his car. I knew he wanted to question me.

"Gene..." He began.

"I can't afford it, Zayn. I know you're wondering, and that's why." I sighed, feeling a tad bit embarrassed.

"I know." He said. I looked up, confusion in my eyes. "I just guessed, but that's nothing to be ashamed about. Especially not around me." He smiled.

I was surprised he seemed so chill about it. It dawned on me that despite his tattoos, he really was an extremely sweet, soft guy.

"I know, Zayn, thank you. For understanding." I looked away. Zayn cleared his throat.

"I just got the iPhone 5 for college......"

I nodded, wondering why he was bringing that up. I knew all the boys had iPhone 5s already.

"And I used to have the iPhone 4, but I don't use it anymore. I was going to sell it, but......." He trailed off and I knew what he was hinting towards.

"Zayn I-I shouldn't."

"No. Gene. I want to give it to you. Please. I'll throw it away if you don't take it." He gently placed his hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye.

"I don't know what to say. No one has ever been so generous to me. Thank you." I leaned in and hugged him. He sighed and rested his chin on my head.

"Here, let's go back inside and I'll grab it and help you set it up." He led me back into the house and the boys gave us curious glances as we walked up to his room.

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