Broken Promises

Chapter Four

Liam's POV

"Liam! You ready mate?" Zayn calls from outside my door.

I glance back at my phone, looking at Emerson's instagram page. I am debating whether to follow her or not, but I chickened out and put my phone to sleep. "Yeah, I'm coming." I opened the door and was greeted by Zayn jumping me and knocking me to the ground.

Since he was literally on top of me, I growled in his ear, "Zayn, you fat ass log, get off." I pushed him off and he waggled his eyebrows at me. 

I shoved him out of the hotel door and made our way to Paul who was waiting by the elevator. "Where're we headed to boys?"

"JACK WILLS!" I needed new cloths, and I loved that store. Today was a day for shopping. Yeah, I love shopping, so does Zayn, it's why we're perfect for each other. Note the sarcasm.

As we made our way down to the first floor, I went on my phone and found a new text from Danielle.

Danielle <3 :

Hey babe, are you alright? You seemed a little uptight last night. You know I'm just joking about the whole 'you're cheating' stuff, right? I love you. xxxxx

Zayn had been peering over my shoulder and gave me a questioning look. I shook my head, not really wanting to talk about it in front of Paul.

When we got into the car, Zayn asked, "So, what was that text from Dani about?"

I shrugged. "I really don't know. In almost every conversation we have over the phone now, she has been saying how I probably don't miss her because of all the strippers I hook up with and shit. It's been going on for a couple of weeks now. A little bit before she left. It really started to bother me last night though. It almost seems as if she doesn't trust me. Did I do anything for that to happen?" I put my head in my hands in frustration.

Zayn patted my back and pulled me into a hug. "Absolutely not. Girls can sometimes be insecure and jealous. Dani has nothing to be jealous of though, maybe she is just joking, ya know? Don't take it too seriously, and don't let it ruin your relationship."

He can be deep sometimes, and he always listens to what I have to say, all the time.

"Thanks mate."

We pulled into the parking lot of the mall and quickly ran inside with out hoods up and our shades on. I didn't need the fans to recognize me at this moment. I was surprised. There is hardly anybody in here today, so this is good.

"Let's go get a smoothie, I'm thirsty." Zayn pulled me into the direction of Orange Julius.

"Jeez, you sound like Niall!" I teased him.

"Shut up, I'm a growing boy."

I laugh and was about to say something else when I hear a couple of girls behind us. I stiffen and elbow Zayn, telling him to be quiet.

"Where do you want to go to now?" Asks an excited voice.

Zayn widened his eyes and mouths, 'Hot girls from last night'.

I rack my brain, and knew he wasn't talking about the large group of girls , or the little eleven year old that was there last night. I could only think of Emerson and her friend.

An all to familiar voice replied, "Is there another surprise happening tonight or something? You've been dragging me to all the stores that have really cute clothes in them!"

I turn slightly so I can see them walking slowly past us. I don't think they recognize us.

The other girl shook her head. "I just want you to get cute clothes. Not like yours-"