Fool For You (Sequel to Awakening) >> z.m ✔

Chapter Three

~Zayn's POV~

I didn't mean to yell at her like that back at Berkeley and I hope it didn't effect what she thought of me even more.

When we had lived back in Virginia, it seemed as if Rachel had turned me into a better person. Before I met her, I didn't care about my grades, extra-curricular activities, and college. And I also got drunk a lot, smoked, and did a lot of bad things I regret.

Rachel was my safe haven. Around her my grades improved, I stopped smoking even just for a short while, and I stopped drinking. She had brought out a whole other side in me I had never known about before.

That was until my sister died in a car accident, because of me. I had gotten mad at Rachel for hiding our relationship from her ex, Louis, and right as she was about to tell him, he kissed her. In front of me.

Of course, being around Rachel didn't make my anger issues go away. I ditched school for the rest of the day, picked up my sister, Perrie, and I was so angry and deep into self pity, I crashed the car. I wasn't paying attention, ran a red light, and the next thing I knew a car slammed into Perrie's side of the car.

I had managed to survive with a lot of cuts and bruises, a broken leg, and some broken ribs, but while I was out, Perrie... died. Gone from my life. I hope there is a heaven and Perrie finally got to bond with our parents. 

That was the part where my life crumbled again. When I cheated on Rachel. But she didn't know the whole story and the next thing I know, her parents are telling me she moved to California to go to Berkeley.

After that, I got my grades up, applied to the community college, and sent in an application to Berkeley with a GPA of 4.5. 

I know it sounds crazy moving across the United States just to get your ex-girlfriend back, but humans do crazy things for love. There's a reason it's called falling in love, because the whole time it feels like your falling, with only the person you love to hold onto. The only thing keeping your heart beating. Your... Your everything. Cheesy, I know.

But I made the worst mistake of my life cheating on Rachel. I only wanted her. I was in that bad state again, full of drugs, smoking, and beer. And I just want to explain the whole story to her.

Right after my two-thirty classes, I'm out for the day. Of course, the first thing I do is go back to my dorm and smoke a cigarette. It felt better knowing I was in the same college as Rachel, but not being with her is entirely different.

I took as long drags as my breath would allow me. I really hoped my roommate, Liam, didn't mind. He seemed like a goody-two-shoes.

I kept looking at my clock, wanting 4:00 to come. Thoughts filled my head about whether Rachel would show up or not, but she had to. I know deep down she wanted to.

Once I finished off the cigarette, I clipped the end and put it into an Altoids bin, wanting to wait until I was out in public to put into an ash tray. I headed out the door by three-thirty, wanting to get there early, needing to see Rachel.

~Rachel's POV~

After sitting curled up on my couch with Gaby for a consecutive amount of hours, I glanced at the clock. It was already three-thirty, half an hour until I was "supposed to" arrive at the diner. I couldn't go.

Gaby catches me looking at the clock for what seems like the hundredth time in the past hour and gives me a hard stare. Gaby's emotions had so much control over other people. When she laughed, everyone laughed, when she was mad at you, you felt guilty, squirm-ish even.