"Zayn I'm sorry. Zayn I'm so sorry for everyth--," I plead for him to listen as he paces back and forth. Collecting his stuff as he goes.
"No, no you're not-- you're sorry you got caught." He says his voice bleak.
"You know damn well thats not true! I love you and it kills me to hurt you" I say my eyes starting to water, burning with tears.
I finally get a rise out of him. His lifeless eyes light up quick with hazel fire. "It KILLS you? It kills you," He scoffs in disbelief. "If it hurts YOU so much then why would you do it?! You know how I feel about him Stella its not okay!!!"
He mouth twists into a scowl and I know he's thinking of what happened. This scares me, his eyes are alight with anger and he's never screamed at me this way. It hurts, I've never seen him like this. Zayn is usually so calm and able to talk things out. What I did was wrong though.. I should've expected him to take this sitting down.
"Thats what it is, isnt it?' He questions and I swear he can hear my thoughts.
"You think Im just going to be nice about it because he's your bestfriend and it only happened 'once'.. Well you can't do that Stella- not this time. Im over it." Something in his eyes falters when his eyes meet mine but he quickly recovers and his hard mask in on again.
"Please Zayn," Tears run down my cheeks and he looks at me. "Just sit down so we can talk about this.. please, I'm sorry.' I beg, my voice is barely audible.
A hurt look appears on his face and he opens his mouth to break my heart. "FIne," he huffs and sits down on the side of my bed.
I don't know what to do or say. I didnt think he would actually stay.
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