Karma ( One Direction Short Story )

Chapter 12:

Well Guys. I've finally done it. I lost my phone which had all of my pre-written chapters up to chapter 20. Now I have to start over, but bear with me. 

Zayns's POV:

After we ate breakfast we all sat around the table and tried to come up with a plan so we knew what to do next. 

We finally decided to jump in the vehicle and drive back to each of our homes to grab some clothes and clean up. We only have one more day after today, which means that we really need to get to work if we wanna figure out who really blackmailed Alex. 

We are currently sitting outside of Harry's place while we wait for him to get his stuff together and talk to his mum. 

Niall, who was sitting to my right, was playing with the rings on my hands and tracing my tattoos. Ever since we had gotten together, he had become more fixated on exploring my body and learning about each and every crevice and scar in my skin. 

Oddly enough, I found it endearing. Cute, really. He never failed to surprise me with his adorable attitudes and quirky comments.

Liam, on my right, was playing Angry Birds on his phone. Or at least trying to, ya know? 

After he failed yet again, I reached over and grabbed his phone.

"You suck so bad, you know that Li?"

He turned towards me and playfully pouted. 

"Oh, shut up, you brat. Not everyone can be perfect like you."

"You would know, wouldn't ya?"

"You both should shut up because we all know clearly know who the best is," Niall said. 

Liam and i both turned towards him, amused.

"Oh, really? And who might that be?"

Niall straightened his posture and tilted his head towards the sky. 

"Me," he says proudly, with a smug smile on his face.

"Sure you are, babe. Because only the best would catch a house on fire with eggs and butter."

He slumped back over and frowned. "I didn't mean to, Zee."

I immediately felt guilty and slid over closer to him. 

"I know you didn't, baby. I was just playing," I said, nudging him with my shoulder.

"Good god, lads. Would ya stop? It's fucking disgusting watching ya flirt with each other," Louis grumbled from the other side of the Black Range Rover.

Ever since Carmen left Louis had been in a bit of a mood. Guess she really did have a big effect on her guys.

I can remember back when we were together she had always been what I planned my days around. What I thought about all the time. I never had time for anybody or anything. I was completely devoted to her and what she wanted.

As soon as she left, I was completely crushed, but it also gave me an opportunity to realize the effect she actually had on me and my relationships with my friends and family.

I had grown cold to my friends and had apparently been ignoring them for the entire three months Carmen and I were dating. I had skipped our Friday night get-together's and always said I was busy when they asked me if I wanted to hang out with them. I had to practically beg for their forgiveness, to get back into what used to be our circle.

Not only that but my family had completely forgotten what my face looked like because I had never really been home.

It took so long for me to get over her and the fact that she had left me without explaining why or even telling me what I did supposedly wrong.

I can tell Louis really loved her, but I hope he doesn't end up the way I did. 

It is terrifying to watch him crumble and close in on himself like this. He had been such an outgoing lad before, when he was dating Harry.

Maybe it's for the best that she left. now he can make it up to Harry and they could get back together.

"Yo! Airhead! Earth to Malik?"

I snap back out of my thought to see all of the boys staring at me and Niall nudging me with his elbow, a concerned look on his face.

"What? Why are you guys looking at me so funny?"

Louis rolls his eyes and shakes his head. Liam just laughs and looks at Niall and me lovingly.

Out of nowhere, Harry turns around in the front seat and yells, "Hey, Zee! How are ya? Was your trip to space as amusing for you as it was for us?"

"Holy shit, Haz! When did you get here?" I look out the window and realize that we've been moving. "And when, exactly, did we start moving?"

All of the boys laughed in unison and Niall cuddled up to me. 

"You are so stupid, Zaynikins. Harry has been driving for what, twenty minutes?"

The others all nod, looking at me, Harry looking through the rear-view mirror.

I roll my eyes and lean against the window.

"Oi, Zayn. We ain't done yet. You haven't answered our question." Louis pokes my arm repeatedly.

I groan and sit up, "I don't even know what your question was."

"That, my dear love, is exactly why it's funny. We have been talking for the last ten minutes about nothing but how freaking cute you look when you are lost in thought, looking like you are almost on the verge of tears. So, tell us. What were you thinking about?" Liam says from the other side of Niall.

"Wait, you guys think I look cute?"

"He said only when you are thinking," Lou points out.

"But you look lovely all the time," Niall chimes in. When he sees us all looking at him funny, he blushes. "I didn't say that out loud did I?"

I laugh. "Yes, Niall. You did. But that's okay because I'm sure I'm not the only one who noticed you staring at me."

"Very true. You do realize staring at someone else's boyfriend is very hard not to get jealous at? I almost had to wack you a few times, but I really couldn't. You are far too cute to hurt," Liam says pinching Niall's cheeks.

I laugh and lean on the window again, smiling widely, praying no one noticed that I changed the subject.

"Hey, guys? Zayn never answered our question."

Well then. It was worth a shot.

"Bloody hell, guys! I was thinking about Lou and Harry, okay? And food. And Niall. But mostly food, yeah?"

"Okay, okay. Sorry for pushing your buttons, Daddy," Louis says, grinning at me from the front seat."

"Excuse me?

"Whoops. Sorry. Forgot that you didn't know," say Lou. He takes a deep breath and stares at me straight in the eyes, completely turned around in his seat at this point. "Zayn. Lovely jewel of the sun. I have been admiring you secretly for weeks on end, looking in your bedroom at night to watch you make out with Liam and wanking to the sound of you sleeping."

I give him a funny look and push him back into his seat. "I'm pretty sure that's called stalking, BooBear."

Louis flips me off and turns back around in his seat.

Man. I can't wait until we figure out what the hell we're doing with out lives.

I pull Niall closer to me and he lays his head on my lap, with Liam laid on him.

Right now, at this moment, there is nowhere else I would rather be.