The Loner

Chapter 8- War In Town

Chapter 8- War In Town

Lauren's POV

Two days later and I still didn't go to school neither did Zayn. He insisted on staying with me and take care of me. His mother told me to stay a little longer and when I told her that I didn't wanted to be a bother she had gave me literally a five minutes talk about how much she likes it that I am staying and that I am not a bother.

Those five minutes were going so slow, words can't even explain how slow.

"This movie never gets old." Zayn says as the second part of the Hunger Games, Catching Fire, ends. We have watched both parts today and my legs came to that point that I don't feel them.

"Did you like it?" Zayn says rubbing his hand on my thigh.

"Like it? I loved it!" I say honestly.

The hunger games are like one of the best movies I have ever seen. I have not seen many since I never had time or could watch movies in my state.

"I know you do. I saw you crying." Zayn smirked

"Well sorry. I am sometimes very emotional and Rue didn't deserve to die. She was too young."

For your information, I cried my eyes out when Rue died and when Katniss went to their capitol to talk about her, I cried again. Her death just got me worse than unions.

"It's okay. My sisters cried at the cinema too. I guess most girl do." He admits.

Well yeah, not all but maybe most girls that are emotionally at times cry watching movies. It just happens, we can't stop it.

"'Cause you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven

For too long, for too lon-"

Zayn's phone buzzed inside of his pocket. He excused himself and got off the sofa and answered the phone.

"Yes?" He asks a little annoyed to the person on the other side.

"Right now?"

"Seriously."

"How?"

"Okay."

"Yeah, okay. I bring Lauren too. I can't leave her."

"Yeah I will see you there. Bye." He says hanging up.

"Who was it?" I wonder.

"That was Austin. Jack wants us to meet up again. We couldn't get out of the group. So we are waiting for the right time." He says rubbing his face with one hand and looking at the ceiling.

"So where are we going?" I stand up and walk in his direction and hold his hand that wasn't rubbing his face.

"You are amazing. And to the garage." He kisses the top of my hand and walks me towards the door grabbing our jackets for the cool weather.

Have you guessed it already?

Zayn and I are still not dating.

I don't even know what we are.

We shared one kiss together, my first kiss, and waliyha had asked me if we dated when she noticed how weird and awkward we acted that day. I told her no and the next day she asked it again saying that we act like a cute couple.

I just don't know what we are.

Zayn hands me one of his helmets for his bike and I am glad that the pain from my hip has almost healed itself completely so far, so getting on the bike was no problem at all now.