Forever z.m

Will you?

LIBBY'S POV

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Comfy, what would he mean by comfy? I would ask Spencer, but guess who's not here! After debating about what comfy is, I decide on yoga pants and my classic I love New York sweatshirt.

Zayn was, well Zayn was very interesting. He was hard for me to figure out. One minute he's calling me his girlfriend, then the next he's totally ticked off.

I shake my thoughts out of my head. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I get a message from Zayn saying that he will be here in 5.

I run into the kitchen, grab my house keys and quickly write a note to Spencer where I am. He is so going to get a kick out if this.

I hear knocking on the door, I run toward it, falling down in the process. When I finally get up, my hair must look like a birds nest. I open the door and bend down to catch my breath.

"Hey." I breathe.

"Hi?" Zayn raises his eyebrows at me. "Are you alright?" He chuckles quietly to himself.

"Yeah, I just.." I point over to the table. He starts to laugh at me.

"Are you ready to go?" I nod, and stand up, taking his hand. I lock the door and we walk to his car.

"You can choose a station, It really doesn't matter to me." He shuts the door on the passenger side and jogs to his side. I decide not to mess with the radio. Instead, another question pops into my mind.

"Why did you cone today?"

He shrugs. "I was bored and there wasn't much to do at the house."

"So you came to the book store?"

"Right." He similes at me. And I for once smile back.

"We have quite a few things planned."

"Oh really? You aren't gonna play the old scary moive thing? are you?" I ask him.

He hits the steering wheel. "Stupid Horan." He mutters. I laugh at him.

"Hey, I think it's quite cute." I smile.

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The hellos to all of the boys was quite interesting, especially after the thing with Harold.

Niall was classic irish. Swears like a sailor bit, drinks too much beer.

Liam is a classic sweetheart. But still can be very manly. weird I know.

Louis, hes a ball full if energy, theres no really no way else to describe him.

But hands down they are all extremely gorgeous. I can at least say that.

"Get the hell over here Horan, we need popcorn." Louis's voice pulls me out of my thinking.

The conjuring, I almost forgot.

If Zayn thought that I would be scared and cuddled with him, he was an idiot.

Scary moives did not scare me one bit.

I watched 'IT' for the first time when I was 15, you should talk to Spencer about that one....(A.N you know who you are...)

We all sat down in the makeshift fort, that Harry and I made. Zayn deiced to sit next to me.

It made me feel bad that I wont cuddle with him. So I lean back into him, I swear I see a small smirk on his face.

Most of the boys get sleepy near the end. I'll admit, it probably isn't the scariest movie I've watched. But its still creepy.

I laugh most of the time, the mom cracking me up. Niall looks at mw like I'm crazy, but I ignore it.

By the time it's over, I'm pretty tired. All if the boys get up and start to clean up, We all say 'good night' to each other.

I glance at Niall whispering something to Zayn, then he gives him a thumbs up and smiles. Zayn takes a deep breath and walks iver to me.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" He asks me.

"Yeah, sure." I smile at him, but he turns away.

What is wrong with him.

He leads me outside into a garden they have. I slowly look around me and see little lights all over the trees.

The stars and moon are so bright.

Yep, this must be my death. Being killed by a guy in a boyband, then stabbing me to death on a full moon.

That or he's a wolf.

I would like to think the latter. It would be like a weird version of 'Twilight'.

Focus Libby, now is not the time to think of werewolfs and vampires.

"Libby, I wanted to ask you something." Zayn breaths, "Do you remember anything? Anything at all?"

"Zayn? Are you going to kill me."

"No. I'm not." I can hear the smile in his voice. "Just please, answer me."

"Well you need to be more specific. Yeah I remember stuff. But what?" I sigh and put my hands on my hips.

"Anything before the." He pauses as if its painful for him to say it. "Accident."

I freeze. Why would he ask me about that?

"I-." I pause not knowing what to say.

"No, I dont remember."

"What do you know?"

"Zayn I already told you this. I grew up in New York my whole life. My dad won custody and my mom lives in the U.K. But I see her every once in a while. Why cant you just get that!"

I pull in my hair and start to walk away.

"Libby wait." Zayn calls for me, choking on his words. "Please Lib, please don't leave me again."

I pause. What does he mean by again? I turn and see tears streaming down Zayn's face.

The Zayn Mailk is crying, all people cry. But, why is he crying for me.

No it must be something else. Maybe his sisters or his mom, maybe something bad just happend.

But I can't help but feel that little voice in the back if my head, screaming to be let out.

But I push it back down, can't mess with the past right?

"Libby, this I need you to answer honestly." The tears are still streaming down his face.

"Libby, will you, no. Be my girlfriend. Please?"

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Hiiiiiiiii! sorry I havent updated in like.. months. soooooo

Libby's reaction to the conjuring was basically my reaction. again, you know who you are. *wink *wink*

The theme song for this chappy is 'yellow' by coldplay. if you havent listened to it, do it.

So what did ya think?? sorry I left it at a clifhanger.. i feel so evil.

As always.. Thanks for reading!!!!!! and please vote and comment!!!!! ilysm!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️