Dancer (One Direction//Little Mix)

Chapter 2

*Cora's POV*

"Cora, you were crying when we found you. What happened?" Perrie asked.

"I uh, slipped and hit my head." I lied.

"I don't believe you." Leigh stated.

"I can't... it's difficult." I muttered.

"We have time sweetie." Perrie said placing her hand on my leg.

"I just can't tell you right now. I'm sorry." Perrie nodded and Leigh hugged me.

"It's okay, tell us when you're ready." I nodded and closed my eyes.

"Does it have to do with the boys?" Perrie asked. I bit my lips and looked around.

"It does, doesn't it?" Leigh questioned.

"Yes it does." I whispered.

"I'm so sorry, I'll tell Zayn. We can work this out." Perrie said standing up.

I grabbed her hand quickly and shook my head. "Don't tell Zayn! Please?! He'll tell the others, please don't tell Zayn?!" I cried.

"Cora, I need to tell him. Nothing will go wrong." I nodded and watched her small body run to the kitchen, where Zayn was sitting.

I heard their mummers and Leigh smiled but I just wrapped my arms around my knees.

"I'm going out for a walk." I stated standing up.

"Are you going to leave us worried again?" Leigh grinned.

"No, I'm going to my dads. No harm there, unless my aunt is there. Then I'm probably dead." She laughed and I went to my room slipping on black tights, a neon purple hoodie with a pink nike symbol, and my brown uggs. Since it wasn't raining anymore, it was a bit chilly, so I decided not to wear my other clothes.

I put my hair in a braid and walked out of my room shutting the door behind me.

"Bye guys." I yelled.

"Wait, Cora, c'mere!" Zayn yelled. I walked into the kitchen and Zayn and Perrie were sitting by each other.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I'm sorry about whatever the guys or myself did. I'll tell them to be nicer."

"Don't tell the boys, I didn't even want Perrie to tell you!" I begged.

"Cora, it's ok, I'm so sorry for whatever I did." Zayn apologized.

"It's fine, just don't tell the boys." I walked out and into the streets. My dads house was about thirty minutes away, so we had some time.

Thirty minutes later I was standing outside his door.

I knocked on it eagerly and smiled. He opened it and I jumped into his arms.

"Daddy!" I squealed.

"Hey love." His deep accent chuckled.

"Is aunt Ellen here?" I asked.

"Yes." I groaned and he laughed leading me inside.

"Richard who's here?" Aunt Ellen screeched.

"Only Cora." I smiled and stood up taller.

Aunt Ellen walked into the room and started poking me.

"I don't like what I see. You need to go change into something more... revealing." She started.

"She's absolutely fine the way she is." My dad rolled his eyes.

"No, she's not. You're getting a little on the bigger side. I will be over sometime this week making sure all your food is gone."