The Demons Inside. [ZM AU]

Ch: 20 || Killers.

"So, what's your favourite movie?" I casually ask another random question as Caitlin was flicking through beauty magazines with her feet up on her coffee table. Her house may be small but it is modernized, glamorous and don't forget-pink. Very pink. Her sofa is fluorescent pink, baby pink wallpaper, rug, plasma screen TV-I mean damn this is like a Barbie house! I'm not a fan of the colour as I prefer dark colours, like Zayn but this is seriously extreme. I'm sure Barbie herself wouldn't have all this shizz.

"Titanic, The Notebook, Pride and Prejudice, umm-"

"-do you like the Twilight series or any action films, for example The Avengers?" I butt in because I almost let out a yawn at the tittles of those sad and boring films. I'm a girl that enjoys adventure and action, as well as romance but not sad sad sad love.

"No." she bluntly replies and turns her attention back to her magazine. I look over to see what is so much more interesting then me, and I see that she's looking at lots of bridal dresses...

Wait-why?

"Are you engaged?" I gasped suddenly, staring at her with wide eyes. If she was then that would really change everything, wouldn't it? If she was engaged, she can't exactly date Zayn, can she? Oh, why am I getting so excited for?! Oh I don't know, maybe because I wouldn't have to share the guy I love with her... he would be mines and only mines, like before. Wow, I sounded like Zayn himself for a minute!

"Yes. To Zayn."

And my heart dropped and smashed into a million pieces onto the floor.

"W-what?" I managed to choke out.

"Well, not yet anyway but I won't bring up a child the way my parents did. I won't have a child without marriage. I think it's wrong to think otherwise. The parents must be married to provide a loving and supportive environment. Marriage is a commitment that has those values." she told me in a 'matter of fact' tone, as if I hadn't spent a term learning about that in Religious Studies.

As if that would make a difference anyway. I know Zayn, and I know as if it's a fact that he wouldn't ever marry her. Hell, he doesn't even want to be around or near the baby she's carrying, why would he want to marry her? She must be pretty crazy to even consider he'll change his views.

"You're right... have you talked to Zayn about this?" I look at her from my side of the brightly coloured sofa and she looked back at me, smirking.

"Of course not. I don't need to anyway-I always get my way." and just before I can even process her words in my mind, the doorbell rings out sharply and she waddles over to go answer it.

Always gets her way? What, so if she wants Zayn to marry her, she'll get Zayn to marry her no matter what? Is that what she's saying? Ha. Yes, like I said before-she's pretty crazy. I don't know how I'm going to befriend her. We have nothing in common except the fact we love the same guy. That isn't a good thing to have in common... It's something enemies would have in common. We should be enemies shouldn't we?

"You've changed soo much, Becks! I've missed youuu!" I heard an excited tone in Caitlin's voice that I haven't yet heard before as she greets her guest. It must be her old friend she was telling me fondly about. I was imagining a girl that looked like Caitlin, really fashionable but loved makeup. A type of girl Zayn used to go for... his type.

I stand up awkwardly, shifting on the spot as I waited for them to come into the living room, not really knowing what else to do. I'm just really too anti social. I don't like making friends. Well I used to really not like it, but then I suddenly gained 6 without even trying so...