The Break Down

7.

(Zayn's POV)

All I can see is red, I can faintly hear Taylor calling out my name, quite desperately in fact. "Zayn!!" I snap out of my trance but she's not out of the woods yet. "What did he need your help with?, getting off?" I say bluntly to her and she pauses.

"I'm sorry?" She says with and aggravated undertone. "Oh you didn't think I knew?, yeah I fucking know you went off with this piece of shit and he's probably fucking your brains out!" There is only silence on the other end.

I slow my breathing by deeply inhaling through my nose. I hear her take in a shaky breath and that's when she says, "I don't know what would make you think I would ever cheat on you..despite when I told you I never would."

Her voice eerily quiet and sad. My eyes soften slightly but then her voice crack breaks me, realizing what a piece of shit I am. "Unlike you I keep my promises." My eyes widen and she hangs up the phone.

I hold the dead line to my ear for a while before I finally throw my phone against the wall in anger making it bust to pieces. I slump on the bed and yell. "Fuck!" I start ripping pillows and I slam a lamp across the room and punch a hole in the wall all before I hear a small whimper.

I whip my head around and Olivia screams in terror and takes off. My eyes widen in alarm realizing my face had to have been morphed. "Shit, no no baby come back its okay!"

I take off after her but she's no where in sight. I sigh and listen for her heart beat. It's going a mile a minute, Damnit Zayn get your shit together. I walk into her room finding her under the bed. She screams and kicks at me and I'm hurt.

Not physically but emotionally. "Baby, I'm so sorry you had to see that...I promise you can come out its gonna be alright love." I hear her cries an she shouts. "I want mama!" At that my chest caves in, and if I had a beating heart..it surely would've broken.
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(Taylor's POV)

I hold my phone against my lips while staring off into the distance as my left arm is crossed under my right one. I stare out the window trying not to cry or smash anything out of anger.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and I whip my head back to the person who happens to be Ian. I sigh and look away from him, back to the window. "What do you want now?" He removes his arm and then asks in what is surprisingly sincerity.

"Is everything alright?" I nod and bite my lip. "Yes." He chuckles and says, "now I'm quite the liar so I can spot a shitty lie in one second." I almost laugh but instead I look at him and say, "well if you knew I was gonna lie why did you ask me?"

He stares at me with a lopsided smile and mutters. "I was hoping you would prove me wrong." I smile slightly at him and he just stares at me with that same dumb but cute grin. "Well, I'm a gentleman despite your thoughts of me."

He pats his leg gently. "So I won't ask you about it unless you want me too." He says in all seriousness. I stare at him in awe and nod slightly. "Okay...thanks Ian." He smirks down at me his long black hair falling in front of his eyes slightly.

"No problem gorgeous." I roll my eyes and laugh. "And just like that the moments gone." I sigh and he follows me in mock happiness. "Moment?, oh my god there was a moment?!?" I laugh and spin to look at his smoldering face.

"No, Ian that's not what I meant...I meant a nice conversation with your non asshole side." He chuckles and looks down at his feet. Let me tell you that when this asshole looked up my heart dropped because holy shit I've never been looked at like this before.

My eyes widen slightly and he purses his lips. "I knew what you meant beautiful." He winks and walks away from me with his hands behind his back. I stand there in shock and glance back at him as he turns the corner. I look back in front of me and widen my mouth in awe.