Deal Breaker

Chapter 13

~Karmin's POV~

"Do you want to come inside?" I ask Zayn since my parents are out of town.

"Is that a good idea?" he says looking over at me.

I sigh and look down. "I guess not." The air between us is thick and slightly awkward. "I don't get it," I say.

"Don't get what?" He takes the keys out of the ignition.

"At Amy's house, you stayed by my side the entire time, and now you're being so cold. You know when I'm drunk I do and say things that I don't mean," I breath out.

"I know, I just have a lot on my mind," he defends.

"Well I'm sorry about what I did, and you know that I'm here if you need to talk," I say softly, putting my hand on his.

When he doesn't reply, I unbuckle my seatbelt and start to get out of the car. His fingers wrap around my wrist holding me back.

"I'll come in with you," he breaths. I can't hide my smile when he says that.

We walk inside and up the stairs together. When we get to my room, he collapses on the bed and sighs.

"I'm gonna go shower and change," I inform him as I gather up something comfortable.

"Alright," he nods. "I'll be here so we can cuddle," he grins making me smile.

When I'm done showering, I dry my hair and comb through it with a brush. I get dressed then join Zayn in the bedroom. His eyes light up when he sees me and a smile spreads across his face.

I lift up the blankets and crawl in the bed with him. He instantly curls up next me and wraps his arms around me. "Hi," he whispers to me.

"Hi," I smile.

"Remember when we first met?" he asks out of the blue. "You were so cute, wandering around the school, all lost," he chuckles at the memory.

I do remember that. I was so scared trying to find my way around the gigantic school. I was so lost, until Zayn came up to me and asked if I needed help. We started talking more, and hanging out more, and eventually started dating. That was about three years ago when we met, and started dating about a year and a half ago.

I laugh along with him. "Yeah, I remember. When your hair was actually flat," I smirk making him throw back his head in laughter. He has the most adorable laugh.

"You were so shy and scared. Why is that?" he asks.

"Just the whole idea of a new school, a new place, and having to make new friends scared me, because I'm not that great at talking to people," I say.

"You talked to me though," he points out.

"Yeah, because you were nice, and hot," I grin.

"Oh really?" he grins. "You weren't so bad yourself," he laughs. "Remember how awkward our first date was? You were so nervous."

"You were the nervous one! Your hands were literally sweating oceans!" I exclaim making him laugh.

He smiles and kisses my cheek. "I love you," he breaths. His nose tickles the skin on my neck. I brings his lips down to mine, kissing him gently.

"I love you too," I say once we pull away.

"You should get some sleep, you look exhausted," he tells me. I nod and move closer to him. "We'll do something fun tomorrow," he whispers into my hair.

"Like what?" I ask.

"You'll see," he says. I can hear the smirk in his voice.

***

"No Karmin! I'm sorry!" I hear Zayn shout. I immediately sit up in bed and look over at him. His eyebrows are scrunched together and his arms are shaking slightly.

"No! I didn't mean it!" he shouts again.

"Zayn," I say softly, gently shaking his shoulder.

He jolts awake and quickly sits up, looking around. Fear is written across his features at first, but it slowly fades as he looks around the room. Realization and relief flood his face.

"Are you okay?" I ask, putting my hand on his cheek.

"Yeah," he nods shakily. "I'm fine."

I kiss his forehead and lay back down. He leans back also, making sure to pull me close to him. I move some of the hair out of his face. "Get some rest," I whisper.

"Promise that you won't leave me," he blurts.

"What?" I ask.

"Say that you won't leave me no matter what. I need to hear you say it," he says looking into my eyes frantically.

"Okay Zayn, I won't leave you," I say.

"No matter what?"

"No matter what," I say firmly. I press my lips to his for a moment and pull away. "Now get some sleep, Zayn.

"Okay," he gulps and closes his eyes.

What was he dreaming about? Why was he saying sorry to me? Did he do something wrong?

These are the thoughts that run through my mind as I fall asleep.

Hello all you lovely readers!

Sienna here, or call me Karmin :P

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please comment and let us know what you think!

Be sure to have a happy and safe Thanksgiving :D

Love,

Sienna (AKA 1/5 of the author's/Karmin)

P.S. What do you think Zayn was dreaming about? And out of Brooke, Jessica, Taylor, Valerie, and I, who's your favorite character/author? :D