Loving You Still {Z.M}

Twelve

Esme

Nathan words get swirling in my head. He was right. I need to forget everything I was thinking and demand Zayn to forgive me. Okay, probably not demand but we can figure something out without either one of us being stubborn. Nathan offers to drop me off at their apartment, which I'm very glad. I didn't want to drive Parker's car. It's like a death trap on wheels.

I make my way up the stairs and to the apartment for the second time today. This time I'm not going to accuse him of anything, we are going to have a lighthearted sit down and talk about our feelings as if we were on a reality tv show or something. I stand in front of the door, it's been about an hour since I've been here but he should still be here.

I knock on the door, as I bounce on my heels. Why am I suddenly nervous? The only time I've ever been nervous around Zayn was the several weeks before leading us to when we got together. When he read my diary. God that was so embarrassing. I'm lost in my thoughts when the door opens revealing my brother.

"Shouldn't you be in school?" Brayden asks me with a raised eyebrow, I shrug my shoulders before pushing past him into the apartment. I have about an hour left in school so it would be pointless for me to go back and attend my last block if I've missed every class after my lunch.

"Where's Zayn at?" I ask Brayden as I plop myself down on the couch. Grey's Anatomy is playing on the tv which causes me to cast a curious look at my brother but he ignores it, turning the tv off and claiming the spot next to me.

"I'm not sure. He left a note saying he was visiting an old friend but it's Natalia because he would've said that. I don't know who he's visiting. That was about thirty minutes ago." Brayden informs me and I nod slightly my mind reeling to his list of friends that he could go and visit.

"Then you're stuck with me until he gets back." I state, placing my feet onto the coffee table, Brayden following my actions. He shrugs his shoulders before looking over at me.

"I don't care. As long as you don't annoy me." Brayden says and I have to hold back an eye roll when he says that. Sometimes, Brayden and I get along perfectly fine then times he says crap like this which makes me want to strangle him.

"You should be blessed by my presence." I grumble as Brayden let's out a chuckle. I raise an eyebrow at him as he turns the tv back on. That's what we end up doing. Watching reruns of the steamy doctor show. It's actually really interesting. Patrick Dempsey is very... very hot.

The sound of a door opening and closing makes Brayden turn off the tv fairly quickly which causes a giggle to escape my lips. Zayn suddenly comes into our line of sight, his eyes on the both of us. Well, he glanced at Brayden but his honey eyes are lingering on me.

"Esme what are you doing here?" Zayn asks, keeping his voice neutral not revealing any emotions he's feeling. He didn't even call me a pet name. Brayden doesn't question anything as he stands up patting Zayn's shoulder before walking into his bedroom. When he closes the bedroom door that's when I speak. I stand up with a sigh.

"I'm sorry for saying that you could be cheating on me or even thinking about it. I know you better than that. I guess I'm just intimidated by how gorgeous Natalia looks. I mean, any guy could totally fall for her. I was... I'm scared you'll find someone better than your best friends little sister." I admit, keeping my eyes on the ground as I mess with my fingers. It's silent for a moment, the tension is thick.

I feel fingers slipping under my chin, which makes me look up. I'm instantly met by sparkling hazel eyes that I fell in love with. He doesn't say anything as he just stares deeply into my eyes. We've been fighting for four days, yet it feels like weeks. How lame is that? I'm so dependent on this man standing in front of me.

"She's a lesbian." Zayn says. That's all he says which confuses me. Who's a lesbian? I guess I have confusion scripted into my features before Zayn pulls his hand away from my face, his hands now slipping into his pockets of his jeans.

"Natalia is a lesbian. She's been interested in girls since she was 15." Zayn clarifies, that automatically causes a deep blush to rise to my skin. My cheeks and my entire face becoming hot. Zayn stands there, his eyes showing amusement at my flustered expression.

"As of your revelation. I don't want anyone better than you Esme. I don't know when you'll grasp that. You are the love of my life. I never felt this way with any other girl besides you. Yeah your Brayden's little sister but I could care less about that. That's why I purposed to you. I want you to be mine until we both die. I don't want anyone else having you. We might be young, but I know I'm madly and deeply in love with you. I wish you would stop doubting that." Zayn says with a sigh leaving his lips as he lets his shoulders slouch slightly. Zayn's hand reaches out and cups my cheek. His eyes staying on my face.

"You're my person Esme." Zayn states and I instantly let out a laugh, Zayn cracking a smile when I do.

"You saw us watching that?" I ask, not embarrassed that he caught me watching it but rather my older brother watching that. Zayn nods with an amused smile tugging at his lips.

"I thought your brother was supposed to be all man but apparently not." Zayn whispers softly which causes a laugh to leave me. My arms wrap around his body as I basically crush myself against him hugging him tightly.

Stacia

Zayn came over to mine and chewed me out. How dare he? I was the best thing to ever happened to that asshole and he accuses me of making his life a hell? Callie walks through the door, her face showing off tired she is. I stand in the living room of my mothers living room, waiting to my stupid sister who is finally here.

"What did you find out?" I ask, my voice sounding bitchy. Probably because I am. Callie rolls her eyes as she stands there in the doorway. She's wearing my pink sweater with some purple leggings. What the hell is wrong with her sense of style?

"Zayn is planning on eloping with Esme in a couple weeks. He wants to work things out quite quickly." Callie hums and I have to hold back a piecing scream.

I swear I'm not crazy. I'm madly in love with Zayn Malik. I can't believe he broke up with me. I'm Stacia for crying out loud. I'm way prettier than that stupid whore he's dating. I bet he doesn't know how she was in Australia. Once I have Zayn single, he'll realize I'm his epic love and come to me and we could marry.

Callie is my half sister, she wasn't lying about that but she isn't into girls. She's only doing this because I told her if she didn't I would tell her Daddy that she's been sleeping around. Callie is my spy for the couple. She's pretending to date Nadia or whatever her name is and get inside information for me.

"Harry wants to know why you're still obsessing over Zayn." Callie asks me, stepping more into the living room. My eyes snap to her when she says that. Did I mention that Callie is seeing Harry, after Justine cheated and dumped him, Callie and Harry met in a club and instantly fell for each other.

"Because Zayn is mine. I don't even know what he sees in that little troll named Esme. Once he hears all about what happened in Australia and the real reason why she left he won't even look at her the same." I state, with a look of triumph displayed on my face. Callie blinks at me as she looks at me.

"You are worthless Callie. I hate Esme with every fiber in me. She embarrassed in school when Zayn went for her. I mean, he choose her over me! What the actual hell! Then... he's going to marry that Whore. I am way better than her and I'm going to prove it."

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Worst chapter ever. Yet I wanted to update. Next chapter will be revealing Esme's real reasoning on why she left Australia and came back. How Stacia knows it and everything else. Thank you to everyone who is still reading. :)) Much Love!