The Luck In Unluck

Chapter 8

A/N: Music for this chapter:

A Thousand Years - Christina Perri feat. Steve Kazee (Part 2)

The Lonely - Christina Perri 

Human - Christina Perri

Jar Of Hearts - Christina Perri

I'm kind of obsessed with Christina Perri right now, she's just... AMAZING I can't even. 

LOUIS' POV

I haven't talked to Zayn since Wednesday, since I kissed him. It was now Monday. 5 days. 5 freaking days, since I talked to him. 

I took a shot, and he kissed me back. It was insane. But, we haven't talked since, and, honestly, that breaks my heart. 

Maybe he just didn't know what to do. Oh my gosh, I forced myself on him. He doesn't like me, not like that. He's not gay. He's straight, and doesn't like me. It's okay. It doesn't hurt. 

No. Not at all. 

It's okay. 

I've only texted him once. And maybe he's been really busy. 

"What are you thinking about?" Sasha asked me from the bed. I realised that I'd been standing there for the past five minutes just staring at the wall. 

"Oh, yeah.. Just thinking" 

"You've been doing that a lot lately. Ever since Wednesday, you've been very silent. What happened when I and Liam were sleeping? Becuase when we woke up, Zayn wasn't here and you were almost crying" She walked to me and put her arms on my shoulder. 

"We kind of made out. And I texted him after, but he didn't answer. And we haven't talked since. I'm just scared. I don't think he likes me, and I think I might forced myself on him." I felt my eyes water, and the tears were soon gonna stream down my face.

"Wait, what? You kissed him? And he kissed you back? Woah, this is just... Great, isn't it? So, you're positive you like him?"

"Yeah, I do. I like him a lot" He looked down.

"That's good! And, look, he's probably thinking the same thing, okay? And he's probably really confused! I'm gonna talk to him, okay? I'm just gonna call him." She said and stroke my cheek. "Just, go to the kitchen, and I'll call him."

"Okay. I'll go make us some breakfast." I said and walked out of the room. 

SASHA'S POV

The phone rings and rings before someone on the other line picks up. 

"Hello" A hoarse voice answers. 

"Zayn?" I asked and sat down on the bed. 

"Yeah" He coughed. 

"What's up with your voice?" 

"I kind of was on a party yesterday, and yeah.. I'm hungover and stuff" He mumbled the last part. 

"Oh.. It's a Monday, Zayn!" I scolded, but continued," But, anywho, I was thinking. Maybe you should come here and we could talk?", hoping he would accept. 

"Sure, about what?" 

"Uhm, just... Stuff" I started, "because Lou said you haven't replied to him and stuff, and I have some things to talk to you about. I like talking face to face best, so if you could come over, after school maybe, and we could talk that'd be awesome"