The Journal

Chapter Five

How can someone I barely know get under my skin like that? And how can someone even be that rude. I was outraged at his comments to say the least. All of this drama on the first full day of me living in London makes me feel like coming here was a bad idea after all. All my expectations of here have just vanished in the first 24 hours. I ran my hands through my hair at how much he angered me.

I sighed and set my bag down on the kitchen counter and re collected my thoughts. Thank god I was able to get out of that place as soon as possible. Now, here I am in my own flat and I still cant get over how ignorant that boy is. But look at me, in my own flat. I never thought I would be able to say that. If I was told a year ago that i would be here I definitely wouldn't believe you. God I didn't even think I was going to make it out alive with the way I was being treated. 

I poured some tap water into it then set the kettle back on its stand carefully. I flicked down the leaver so it started to heat. I already planned out my day, as of now I will be sitting down on the sofa with my tea watching films all day. 

Bringing the cup up to my lips I blew on it slightly as the heat coming from the liquid was still very hot. It will soon cool down though. I kicked off my shoes and collapsed into the seat. Despite the good nights sleep I had last night ((surprisingly)), I could feel myself drifting slowly. That was, until the door bell went. It wasn't even a very nice tune, hmm I might have to get that changed. The sigh I let out was extremely exaggerated but I couldn't care less, someone disrupted my lazy day. My hand gripped the handle revealing a very worn out looking.. Zayn? My features softened when I saw him standing there. I just stood there staring at him as he caught his breath. "Hi -Becky" He spoke. I couldn't help but admire the way his face changed as he said my name. It was kind of sweet actually.

"How can I help you?" I asked not wanting to sound rude. After all it isn't Zayn that was the problem, it was his idiotic band mate that I despised of.

"Well in all honesty I only came to apologize on behalf of ha-"

"There's no need, if he is sorry then he should be apologizing himself" I confessed. There was no denying I was stubborn sometimes. A lot of people at that point in time would have just accepted the apology but not me. I bit on my lip as my head tilted down, there was a very awkward silence growing between us too and I for one did not like it one bit. I really had not much more to say to him and he was just standing there, it wasn't really helping the situation.

"I should be going now then" He announces completely avoiding my previous speech and turned on his heel but at least he finally spoke up. I was left at the door step slightly disappointed. I'm not sure what i was expecting but I was hoping he would at least invite me to have lunch with him seeing the hour was rounding 12 noon. But then again I did just say I should avoid them all. 

I went to shut the door behind me when a loud "wait" echoed along the corridor. My head stuck back out as I saw zayn running, more like skipping toward my flat. I raised my eyebrows at him awaiting his proposal.

" Lou and I were wondering if you wanna catch a bite to eat?" He offered looking the tad bit nervous. "Harry's not going to be there right" I spoke in a monotone way.

"Nope" He confirmed. Looks like I will be going out today after all. I dismissed him while I went to get my stuff.

Bag, check.

Purse, check.

Phone, check. 

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"So I was thinking about the little cafe down the road?" He interrupted mine and Louis' very interesting conversation. "Oh yeah I've been in there before" I replied as enthusiastically as I could, the previous incident still lingering in my head. We continued to walk in the cold weather of London until we arrived in front of the small shop.

The door dinged once again and my eyes immediately fell to .. him. Zayn soon caught on and was quick to defend himself. "I'm serious I didn't know he was going to be here!". I nodded slightly turning away from them and finding myself a spot over by the far side. In the corner of my eye I saw Louis hesitantly sit down at his table and Zayn was also contemplating it but in the end he gave up and took small steps toward my table.

"Can you please at least sit over there with us?" He questioned slowly.

"Um no I don't think so" I muttered.

"You don't have to talk to him" I gently sigh and get up from my chair. 

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"And so that is how it all happened" Louis said finishing his little story of how he once lost his sister in a supermarket. He was defiantly one to lighten the mood, I can tell you that. I glanced over at Harry every once in a while and as I did he was already staring at me. I decided to flick my gaze over to him once more and again he was looking at me too. I quickly looked away again and tried to join in the conversation the other two boys were involved in.

"Is there something on my face" Harrys deep voice suddenly quipped. I diverted my stare at him intertwining my fingers with each other, a thing I often do when nervous. His fingers lightly pressed against the thin pages of his book. "Um no?" I stuttered watching a smirk appear on his face. "Stop looking at me then" He concluded bringing out his little diary again. I was taken aback by his comment and once again I felt out of place, not angry this time but just a bit insulted? 

"Well then, I guess I'm not wanted here now" I stormed out of my chair not even bothering to push it back in. The tears were welling up in my eyes and I was not going to break down in there. 

I rounded the corner to my road but my actions were put to a halt. My name was being called and the person who was calling it was not the person I wanted to see at the moment.

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I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long! school has been so busy lately, I cant even begin to explain how much homework I have to do over the half-term !

Anyway we hope you enjoyed this chapter; Vote and comment :)  Love from Josie and Shazia ! x