Cheshire Cat [[EDITING]]

10

I rest next to the locked exit for about twenty minutes before I finally relax. I wipe under my eyes praying that I don't look like a raccoon and I lay my legs out flat to pull my phone out. I quickly text Lindsay asking where she is before setting it back down in my lap. I lean my head back against the door and rest my eyes, waiting for Lindsay to come recover me from this horrible nightmare. I try imagining where I would be if I just went into Starbucks with Lindsay and Maddie. If I would have just had one less drink at Buca. My phone buzzes and I look down to see if it is Lindsay, and sure enough it was.

* Be right there sexy face*

Good now I can disappear from this hell hole and have my girl's night that was supposed to happen before Harry came along. I bite my lip and pull out my phone to check my make up before Lindsay got here. It wasn't smeared too badly. Thank god I hair sprayed it before we left. I was worried about sweating it off, not crying. My eyes were still a little swollen and my nose is pink from my blubbering but it wasn't dreadful. I tuck my phone away and rest my head back once more.

"BMFFF?" The sound of Lindsay's voice startles me. I pop my eyes open to see her concerned face along with Liam and Zayn running to my side.

"Hey." My voice is weak.

"Here babe, let me help you up." Zayn jumps to help me to my feet. Liam grabs my heels that I had kicked off earlier behind him.

"So it went that good huh?" Lindsay jokes but worry is abundant in her voice.

"I don't want to talk about it, not here. I just want to get out of here please." I beg. I was slightly self-conscious in front of Zayn and Liam, I am not sure how Harry felt about them knowing but I wasn't comfortable enough around them to discuss a personal matter.

"Want us to walk you to your vehicle?" Liam sweetly asks.

"If you could." Lindsay says. I could tell she really enjoys his company.

My eyes fill with tears once more as we make our way down the hall. Zayn keeps his arm around me as Lindsay and Liam lead the way. I cringe as we pass Harry's dressing room once more and his voice accompanied by Louis' can be heard.

"What happen mate?"

"Nothing. I don't want to talk about it. It's done." His eyes meet mine and I feel my heart drop looking into his swollen eyes.

I rip my eyes from his and choke back the tears. There was an ache in my chest at the sound of his voice saying done. I can't believe that I am an adult and I still have managed to find myself in such a juvenile situation that could have been prevented all along.

Zayn rubs my back and I pick up my pace trying to flee as quickly as possible. We found our way to the parking structure that was desolate at this point. I look at my phone and it was already half past midnight, I hadn't realized how long we were backstage. My car was unmistakable given it was the only car visible in the area. Lindsay grabs my keys and I didn't oppose, I was in no mood to drive. I just hope she remembers where the hotel is; I don't feel like going on a road trip tonight.

Zayn opens my door and I turn to give him a hug and thank him for his kindness. His embrace is warm, and gentle, comforting even and I feel myself break down in his arms at the scent of his cologne which was oddly similar to Harry's. He holds me while I cried once more over a boy that I am not even dating.

Reminding myself of this detail helped me stop the tears, which I made sure had stopped falling before pulling away from Zayn. Lindsay and Liam were talking by the trunk, I can't quite make out what about but I think it's video games. They stop and look to me once they notice I have pulled away from Zayn.