Little Things || Larry Stylinson

Chapter 17

People don't realize that she's hurting. All they do is judging, criticizing, scoffing and all kind of hatreds in this world and she ignores it. She doesn't' want to make a big deal out of anything. She doesn't want to turn something small into something major. Louis doesn't realize that she's hurting because he doesn't want to know. She wants to let him think that she's fine without him, that he isn't important to her. She doesn't want him to have that satisfaction of knowing that he means the world to her when she's obviously means nothing to him. He doesn't realize that she's hurting because sometimes she doesn't realize it either. She ignores her feelings. Pushes them down. Tries to squash them so that they don't get in her way. So that they don't cause problems she doesn't have the time or energy to handle. She's hurting because whenever she has the urge to text him, she ignores it. Even when she's dying to talk to him she pushes pass the temptation and focuses her attention elsewhere. She tries her hardest to keep him out of her life. She's hurting because she knows that she deserves better than someone like him. She feels stupid for crying over him, for care about him. She's trying her best to forget him, bets it never enough. He doesn't realize that she's hurting because he's the reason for all her pain, for all her tears. And somehow Zayn isn't going to let her drowning in the pool of sadness. Without her realization, he tries to help her forget the one that she deadly loves. Its wrong people judge Zayn in taking advantage in her heart break; no. All he wants that she's happy. He loves her but love can't be force. He just lets the times and fate decides.

"I'm so tired."

Danielle says after she has drunk the tenth bar. Zayn doesn't plan to bring her here to get wasted. All he wants to do is just having fun and just fun. No heavy things. He doesn't expect that she has drunk so many without his realization. Thanks to the bartender that tells him that and asks him to look after her. So he decides not to drink until drunk because he needs to keep sober around her so that she will be safe.

"You're drunk, Dan."

"I'm – " Danielle hiccups and continues. "- not drunk yet." She burps and laughs after that.

"Stop that. We're going home." Zayn gets up from his seat and holds Danielle in the arms.

"I don't want to go home!" Danielle retorts. "I'm not finish."

"We have school tomorrow."

"Oh bad girl wants to be good now?" Danielle mocks Zayn with a smirk.

Zayn gives up and get back to his seat. Silent, gives her a blank stare, waiting for her to talk.

"I want to talk. Let me talk – I want to – " Danielle cries then gulps the eleventh beer. "Please let me talk – and – and we will forget this when both of us sober."

"It's just you that needs to sober now. I'm not going to get drunk."

"Why not? You're boring."

"Yeah I'm boring. You want to talk right? Let's talk then we can go home."

"But before we talk, you have to get drunk."

"Why?"

"So that we will forget about tonight."

Zayn stiffens a while. He asks the bartender another full glass of beer and gulps it one shot. "I'm already drunk." Zayn lies to her. It's just a glass and he isn't drunk yet. He takes the challenge that he wants to hear what drunken words Danielle will say.

Danielle finally feels satisfied by it and she trusts that Zayn is already drunk like her. She opens her mouth to talk but then closes it again.

"What's wrong? You say you want to talk. What stops you now?" Zayn asks softly.