Fame ♥Z.N♥ ¤Complete¤

Chapter Two

Zayn stood above Maria's sleeping body, watching her chest rise and fall under thin black sheets. He tried, but having sex with anyother woman other than Perrie, was taking it too far. His phone was pressed to his ear, dialing tone ringing Liam's number.

He didn't know what to say, how to explain himself. Biting his lip, he tore his gaze from the girls sleeping body, eyes closed tightly to calm himself. "Liam answer..."He tapped his thigh. He should have never of tried, he has a duty, a job to his fans and his bandmates.

But he couldn't deny. Yesterday could have been one of the best days of his life. Being normal. He inwardly groaned, his conscience wasn't assuring him none.  'You ran away from fame, and now that you have what you want, you're running from that too.' Zayn cursed himself silently.

"Hey, this is Liam- well you know that- or you should I mean you called-" Zayn chuckled at Liam's recording. He missed the guys, he really did. "Anyhow, Im unable to answer your call because- well I dunno, I always have my phone with me maybe its on si-" Liams deep voice was interrupted as a monotonous woman cut him off, "Please leave your message after the beep."

Zayn held his breath, eyes glazed as he listened to the silence of the room. Don't, end the call, and lay back down. He instructed himself to do so but his body was frozen, feet glued to the floor. It's just a break, everyone takes breaks. "I'm so sorry Liam." Zayn breathed into his phone, a stir from behind made him turn.

Tired steel orbs stared back at him, dull and smothering. Zayn felt himself shrink under Maria's gaze, she scanned him, dark brows furrowed. "If your leaving, try not to take any of my personal belongings with you." Her words surprised him, but moreso did the covered hurt in her tone as she stood from her bed, the sheets fell from her body and sopped off into the floor as she walked past him and down the cold metal stairs of the platform, slipping into her bathroom.

Staring at the now vacant bed, Zayn dropped his hand to his side, tucking his phone in his pocket. In silence he walked down the stairs, his eyes scanning the house he had been in for the past hours. Metallic kitchen that flowed casually into a cement space, a light wooden door was slightly ajar, steam emitting from the crack.

He listened as the water hit the shower floor, standing still for a few moments before leaving the house, closing the door soundly behind him.

Maria sighed, closing the bathroom door and stepping into the shower. The water streamed down her body,  turning her skin red. She inhaled slowly, cursing because she thought there was a slight possibility that Chris could be the one. Or something. Not just a one night stand.

"Fuck." She pressed her forehead against the wall, staring at the drain close to her feet. "I'm such a bitch." She sighed, she was the one to took him to the pub, closing her eyes, she eased the headache down. Standing still, Maria let the water run, her thoughts spread, memories, past arguments. Her thoughts took her away from the fact that the water was losing it warmth, slowly and steadily dropping its temperature.

It had been atleast half of an hour before she stepped out the shower, grabbing a dingy white towel too small for her body. Wrapping her hair with it, she sat in the bathroom, brushing her teeth slowly, till deep in thought.

A womans voice broke her from her thoughts, soft strums of a guitar, drums, a saxophone followed. Taking the towel off her head, she wrapped her wet body in it and slowly left the bathroom. Her lips formed an 'O' as her eyes settled on Zayn, punching bottons of a CD player that wasn't even turned on. Walking towards him, she grabbed the remote off the table, pointing to the stero above the CD player as she turned it down.

"Sorry." Zayn blurted, cupping his neck in embarrassment. She shrugged, eyeing him before her nose caught wind of the food on the counter. "I-I got breakfast." Zayn informed her, "you should go get changed before we eat." His eyes trailed down her body before dropping down to the floor.