Him.

Chapter 2

Zayn's POV

I have to do this.

Brianna's POV

"Hold what?"

"I've been trying to tell you that Tom is up to something," He was stuttering, searching for his words. "We all know he likes you and he'd do anything to get you."

"He does? He's not bad looking after all." I look at him wondering where this conversation is going and his eyes widen at my words.

"Bri, by now you should know that he's not the best and I don't want you getting hurt," his honey brown eyes look into mine and has got me trapped in them.

What the hell is going on?

"Zayn, can you explain what this is all about?"

"You need explanation? Okay, then here we go. He's up to no good and he's been staring at you all week long. Not forgetting, he's been indirecting about you to someone through the phone all week and though you haven't noticed, he's been snapping pictures of you and when I asked him why all I get is this," he rolls up his sleeve and shows me his bandaged arm. I gasp and he continues "If this keeps him away from you, Bri, I will take it over you getting hurt any day becau-," he looked at me, swallowing what I would imagine is anxiety, before continuing, "because I care about you and not just in a friendly way, but a lot more. I don't want you to say anything right now or even reciprocate my feelings, but just know that I will always look out for you. Even if it hurts me and there's nothing you can do about it, so just let me and stay away from him." He looks at me intensely. "Please." And with that he storms back into the kitchen with teary eyes.

I was still.

Still.

Very still.

No. Not yet. Still not moving.

What just happened?

I was finally letting it all sink in. What he just said. This is what he's been thinking over and over about. I guess that explains why he's always sweet to me even when I'm in a mood. Okay, lets put that aside what is Tom up to?

Honestly, Zayn's an angel. He's really sweet and caring but I don't feel anything special for him. 

I guess.

I lock all these thoughts up behind a door in my mind and promise to pay a visit there very soon because right now I've got to work.

I enter the kitchen to see Zayn icing the cupcakes. I know he heard me entering, but he doesn't look up.

There in the corner of my eyes I see him. Him.

Tom.

He was staring at me.

Maybe he thought I didn't notice. "I'm no showcase for you to stare at." I snap turning to him catching him off-guard. I hear Zayn muffle a giggle and I was biting down on my own cheek to stop from laughing while Tom looked embarrassed.

Zayn looks up to me and smiles. First time after the whole confession. Was it a confession?

It was an innocent smile.

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