Against All Odds a.u. (Louis Tomlinson) (on hold)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Charlie's POV

The crowd cheers louder when he leans his face close to mine as he sings, "My heart stops when you look at me.."

I pull away from him but he holds me tight. Whoa okay, he's cute and all but I have a boyfriend and I'm pretty sure he can see what this guy's doing and he's probably gonna kill him for it.

The guy smiles at me one last time before he releases me and helps me get down through the stairs. Okay that was totally uncomfortable

Zayn grabs me and pulls me in a hug.

"Charlie are you okay? Are you hurt? I'm so sorry, my hand slipped and then I was pushed by people, and I couldn't hold onto you. I'm really very sorry baby." Zayn mutters as he does a full body check on me. I could hear the concern on his voice

"yeah I'm fine. I just need some air."

"I'm so sorry. Are you sure you're okay? Come on I'll get you home."

"no, Zayn it's okay. Stop worrying about me, I'm fine. We can stay a bit longer."

"are you sure?"

"yes. Don't worry." a smile covers his face. He's really worried about me. I'm not surprised, if I died in that mob that would've been his fault. I know he would blame himself for it.

"do you want to go outside for some fresh air?"

I nod. Zayn holds my hand as we walk out.

Tonight I've realised how much Zayn is still so protective of me. What's surprised me though is how and when he started smoking, and why I haven't noticed it.

We stop just under the tree we were at earlier. He wraps my hand in his, and blows in it to keep me warm. I giggle in the process.

"umm, Zayn?" I mutter

"yeah?"

"are you mad at me?"

"why would I be?"

"I don't know. Maybe?"

"I'm not. I will never be mad at you. I can't." oh. He can't.

"sure?" I look him straight in the eyes

"of course. That's a promise." he smiles

"well then, you must've seen me earlier onstage? That guy was cute." I tease him, to see if he really won't get mad

"oh? Okay. I said I will not get mad, not jealous." he pouts and puts on a puppy dog face. HOLY MOLY HE IS FLIPPING CUTE

"I'm kidding. I was just testing you. Haha" he puts on some kind of fake smile.

We stand in silence. The only thing that sounds is the distant screaming from inside the gym. I could hear what the emcee's saying but not clearly.

"I guess you guys won." I say, suddenly

"huh?" Zayn's obviously startled

"umm, you guys won first place. Im fine now. We can come inside, to meet with the others."

"oh, I know we would." he boasts. "come on." he leads me back inside, but as we walk, I stop him.

"wait."

"what is it?" he looks at me

"can you promise me something?"

"anything." why does he keep doing this? Why does he always say yes to me? Why can't he disagree for once?