|just tell me that you love me z.m.|

.9

"I'm so sorry I'm late." Bella apologizes repeatedly, leaning down to hug Zayn.

"You're fine." Zayn lies. He sits down on the reclined couch, eyes glued to the tv screen before him. This apartment was much smaller than what he was accustomed to, and he hated it. He missed his home.

Snow laid on Zayn's limp legs, cuddling in between them with her eyes closed.

Snow and Zayn had been waiting for hours.

Bella was supposed to come around noon, and it was now six. "Are you hungry?"

"I ordered Chinese for us." Zayn says, giddiness bumbling inside him. He missed Bella, he hadn't seen her since this morning. He refused to eat without Bella. It simply didn't feel right.

"I can't eat it, but thank you for-"

"Bella you're being ridiculous. They won't know what you eat."

"But it can show."

"No it won't. Damn it Bella, I wait four hours for you to show up. I wanted us to eat together. Like we used to..."

Bella's eyes softened for a split second, a sad smile ghosting over her pink colored lips.
"I'm sorry, but I can't. I signed a contract, you can eat now but I already ate."

A pang of rejection kicked at his heart. Zayn sat there and nodded, wheeling himself away and into his bedroom as Bella walked onto the treadmill, earbuds in and blasting Sam Smith.