Missing You

Chapter Eleven

Elizabeth's POV

I was sitting with Louis, planning our date for tomorrow night when Zayn barged in through the cafe door. "Hey. Uh, sorry for interrupting. Uh, is Liam here?" Me and Louis both shook our heads.

As the three of us stood around trying to figure what the hell was going on, a really frazzled looking Sasha burst through the door. I immediately turned away. I didn't really want to talk to her. 

"Elizabeth I'm here to explain," she says. 

I rolled my eyes. "I don't want to talk to you."

"Just listen," she said. I stayed silent, waiting for her to continue. "I was drunk. Niall took advantage of me. Oh, and well. I forgot to say this. I'm pregnant." 

I stood silent, taken aback. I felt my eyes prick with tears. 

"You are?" Zayn and I say at the same time.

"Yes. I am," she turns to me, "and Elizabeth, I'm so fucking sorry."

"Sasha, I accept your apology, but why were you out drinking with Niall in the first place?" I ask, a bit confused. 

"Well, I don't know he said he wanted to go out as friends and have a drink together, but I got drunk before and I didn't know when to stop," she rambles. 

"Okay. Okay is fine,"I say, pulling her into a hug.

She pulls away. I listened as she started her apology to Zayn. I slipped behind the counter, to find Louis and to give Zayn and Sasha some space. 

"Lou?" I call out quietly, not wanting to disturb Sasha and Zayn. 

"Right here!" he calls from the kitchen. I walked in to find him starting some dishes. 

"So, everything's good now," I informed him.

He smiled. "I'm so glad. I actually noticed you were a bit off when you and Sasha weren't on good terms," he said while washing some dishes. 

I hopped up onto the counter. "Want some help?" I asked, referring to the dishes.

"No thanks, love. You can just sit there and look pretty," he flirted.

I smiled. "Easy enough."

We chatted about nothing in particular as he did the dishes. When he finished, I said, "We should go see about Sasha and Zayn.

Louis jumped over the counter. "So, are we all good?" he asked.

"Yes we are," Zayn smiled, "now Sasha, let me buy you a cup of coffee."

Louis groaned. "I JUST did the dishes."

"Do you want to be paid or not?" Zayn countered.

Louis sighed dramatically. "Would you like a cup too, Zayn?"

Zayn nodded as Louis turned to me. "How about you, babe?"

"Wait... Babe?!?" Sasha asked. Zayn looked as equally as surprised.

I blushed. "Yeah. And no, do you have any Yorkshire?"

Louis smiled and kissed my cheek. "Why I like you," he said, referring to my choice of tea over coffee. "Okay. So two cups of coffee and two cups of Yorkshire, coming right up," he says, disappearing behind the counter.

Sasha, Zayn, and I all sat at a table, waiting for Louis to join us. "Yanno, Elizabeth, that's the first time I've ever seen you blush," Sasha joked, and Zayn laughed. I just shrugged my shoulders.

After a few more minutes, Louis came back with the drinks. We chatted about nothing until we realized the sun was coming up. Although tired, I couldn't have been more content.