Unhealed Scars \\ Zayn Malik

Ten

"Shit" I curse checking my phone.

Zayn just glance at me and then look away. Wow.

What should I do now? Should I tell him the truth? Well, I think I should tell him, maybe he can help me?

"My boyfriend messaged me." I said looking at him as Zayn stops the car at the red light.

"Well, I mean there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

"He said that he's at the office waiting for me. What should I do?" I ask. I see Zayn getting tensed. He's of no use! But what do I do? Oh lord, I'm actually scared. I don't want a fight. Dylan literally becomes like hulk when he's angry.

"Why are you staring me?" He replies raising his eyebrows and driving again. He needs help, I'm telling y'all.

"You know what? Never mind. I'll find a way to deal with this." I snap at him. Okay but what should I do?

"Hey, hey, I was kidding. Lie to him. Tell him that you're with your friend because of some sort of emergency." Zayn says concentrating on the road.

Thats actually a good idea!

'You were late so I'm with my friend now! She'll drop me off xx'

I click on send. Well, I used she because if Dylan finds out that I'm with a guy, he'll kill me. No jokes.

I glance out of the window, rain pouring on the smooth surface of the window. Everything seems so pretty.

Suddenly, the car stops, causing me to jerk forward and hit the car.

"Oww! What the hell?" I ask rubbing my forehead. Zayn just looks out of the window. I sometimes really think that this guy is a psycho.

I look out so see that my house is here. Seeing how rude Zayn is being, I silently open the door and step out of the car, running inside since its raining. I wave to no one as Zayn drives off.

Well, its been a long day! I jump on my bed and sleep.

***

I wake up to my phone ringing. I hate people.

I glance towards the clock. Its 3 am. Why can't people stop disturbing others?

"What?" I answer the call, without looking at the user.

"Where are you?" Dylan asks.

"I'm at home."

"Who dropped you off?"

"Is this why you're calling me at 3 am? To answer your stupid questions?" I snap, he's annoying me now.

"Fay, I'm sorry. I'm just worried."

"Its okay. Can I sleep now?" I ask with a sigh.

"Nah, I'm coming. Then, you can sleep." And with that he ends the call and my doorbell rings.

I'm NOT getting out of my bed.

The doorbell rings again forcing me to get out of my bed and answer it, seeing Dylan.

Without even saying anything, I advance back to my bed and just lay there.

"Woah there, why are you so tired?"

"Let me sleep. Come here." I say half sleeping. He lays down too, his arm on my waist. And with that, we sleep peacefully.

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im sORRY