Division

Chapter 14: Promise

Rebecca's P.O.V

Zayn stops the car by a little park close to my house and gets out of the car without saying a word.

"Ah why'd you bring me here?" I join him on the bench.

"I wanted to talk to with out bring disturbed."

"Ok then talk." My feelings towards Zayn has been mixed up with all kinds of emotions.

"I'm sorry." He takes my hand in his.

"For what?" I don't even know why I feel angry at him.

"For doubting you, and for being a horrible person to you and everything what happened before." He says letting go of his breathe.

I look down at our hands. "But how do I know you won't do all those things again?"

"I won't. I promise."

"You shouldn't make promises that you can't keep."

"But I will keep my promises though."

"No you won't." I sigh and pull my hand out of his grasp. "You cheated on me, and I gave you a second chance. You had doubts about me and you wanted to call of our relationship?"

"That has nothing to do with what we're talking about right now." He says trying to keep his cool.

"Yes it does! And if you couldn't trust me for two days, I don't think I relationship will work out when I move." I stand up, and look the other way.

"We can have a long distance relationship?" He gets up as well and stands in front of me. "We can make it work." He takes hold if both my hands in his two and intwines his fingers with mine.

"How?" My eyes meet his brown eyes.

"We'll talk everyday. I'll come visit you in Chicago and some days you can come back home."

I sigh and decide not to say anything.

"So?" I stare at his near perfect face.

"Give me some time to think about it."

"Take as long as you need." He leans in for a kiss but I turn my head the other way so his lips meet my cheeks.

He awkwardly moves back. "Let's get you home. You must be freezing." He let's go off my hand and starts walking towards the car and I follow behind him.

"I'll call you." I say before getting out of Zayn's car.

I haven't even reached the front door and the sliver car has already disappeared into the dark street.

I walk into the house and hear the television. I walk into the room to find Louis plopped on the couch.

"Hey." I sit down on the edge of the 'L' shaped sofa.

"What's up?" he mutes the sound of the TV.

"I don't know."

"What do you mean? You know everything. You're miss perfect know it all." Louis says with hands gestures.

"Ha." I laugh a little. "Do you removed Kendall?" I ask him.

"Kendall..?"

"Kendall Schmidt. He went to our high school."

"Oh Kendork." The nickname still makes me angry. "yeah what about him?"

"I met him. While I was in Chicago."

"Aaaand?" He returns his gaze to the TV.

"And nothing." I let out a breathe.

"What did Zayn want?" he looks back at me.