Do I Scare You?- [Zayn Malik AU]

Chapter 30. {Guarded}

I began to cut the fruit on the surface angrily, letting my emotions get the better of me. I felt like how Zayn would feel, not being able to see straight because of his anger and frustrations. I didn't realise I was cutting so fast until the blade sliced my tanned skin, and the deep red liquid came pouring out my fingertip onto the tiled surface of the counter top in my kitchen.

I screamed out, not because of the pain from the cut, but because of how stupid I was. How obvious I was.

I don't know what I was doing. I couldn't think straight without Zayn. He was my rock. He was the one that kept me grounded. Without him I'm lost. Like trying to float for ages, without my lifeboat.

"Sophia?" Nathan calls, coming into the kitchen with a confused look on his face. He must’ve heard me scream out in pain and in annoyance. His green-grey eyes widened in shock of the sight of my finger, rushing to the first aid kit pulling out a plaster and tended to my fingertip.

He cleans my cut professionally and gently places a crème plaster on top silently. The silence is killing me. I want him to talk to me.

If my mother was here, she would laugh at me or scowl telling me how careless I had just been. Instead Nathan had pity in his eyes, but his lips were pursed like he wasn't going to say anything to me. I didn't like this side of him. He was so guarded, too guarded. I needed to know if he was okay, I know something was bothering him and I would be able to help him if he just let me in.

"Nikki's just woken up." he tells me before leaving the kitchen shortly after. I sigh to myself thinking about the previous night. So much had happened.

The double date. Niall almost recognising Nathan. Seeing Zayn again. Harry and Niall's fight. Nikki coming over to stay with me... wow.

It all happened in one night. It's almost unreal. I wish it was unreal- I wish it was nightmare, but of course it wasn’t. It was reality.

I miss my mother and Tricia, they would know what to do. If only they knew what kinda mess they had left behind before they went on that stupid holiday they wouldn't have left me alone and defenceless, would they?

‘Hi sweetie r u ok? how is Zayn? Xx’

That was the only text I had received from my mother since they left a week ago.

I had responded saying: ‘hey mum, im ok. zayn is fine too. how is u and tricia? are u enjoying yourselves?:)xx’

She hadn't responded. Ouch.

That okay though. She must be too busy having fun... unlike me.

"Hey you." Nikki grins at me, skipping down the stairs in a much better mood then she was yesterday. She is still wearing my joggers and Nathan's hoodie from last night, as she didn't think to bring clothes with her after the fight. Not very clever. But when has Nikki been clever?