struggling with the hate | z.m b2

Chapter 38: Louis & Me... again.

Louis' Pov

Chelsea and I watch Zayn's car disappear. I look at her who's angrily staring at Perrie, tears running down her cheeks and I lean to her to wipe them away, "I don't get why our relationship is so fucked up." She grits her teeth and pushes my hands away, after realising her movements she grabs my hands and puts her in her lap, "Sorry..." she tries to smile and looks back at Perrie who's now walking back to the doorstep and sits there playing with her fingers with a smile in her face.

"Chelsea, you don't have to think about that way, no relationships are perfect and I do know that Zayn will give his life for you and for his son. Think of all the things he has done for you, he loves you so much," She shakes her head and I lean back to my seat, reversing the car and getting away from there. One more second and Chelsea would jump out of the car and strangle Perrie.

This is so familiar. I have lived this before. It takes me back when I was hiding that Zayn had a contract with Perrie and I had to see Chelsea crying, thinking he loved Perrie. It takes me back because I know what's happening between Zayn and Perrie; I do know why he was there. But I'm not the one to tell what's happening, he is supposed to tell her...

"I don't know what to do. I don't know what to believe," She sniffs, "he walked out of her house with a smile on his face and she kissed his cheek - what am I supposed to do? He didn't tell me anything, he just disappeared, Louis!"

I stay silent and glance at her, she takes her seatbelt off and rests the seat, laying down and curling into a ball while she closes her eyes. I probably should stop staring at her if I don't want to cause an accident, but I love how her eyes brightens when she looks at Zachary that's sat behind my seat making little noises.

"I don't deserve anything Zayn is giving me," she sighs, "he belongs to Perrie, they love each other." I mentally groan and wish I could slap her head. She should stop saying shit like that.

"Do you forgot that day we got fired? Perrie said she couldn't stand Zayn crying because he wanted to be with you. What they had ended. There are no sparks between them that sparks are between you and..." even if I'm jealous of Zayn having someone like Chelsea in his life, I try to help him out, "him" I swallow.

"Tommo?" After a moment of silence, she speaks and I look at her with a short nod for a second before I continue to watch the road, "Thank you for always being here with me. I don't know if Zayn has told a proper apology, but I'm sorry for the way he treated you."

"I would have done the same thing, Moore. I would punch someone who tries to take my girlfriend away from me," I chuckle, "I wasn't an angel, and it was mistake to try to keep you away from him. It's my fault I made Zayn keep his distance with me. My jealousy got the best of me, and I'm sorry Chelsea."

I glance at her to see what she's doing, she leaning in to me and I feel her lips press on my cheek as she snakes her arms around my neck. I grin at the road while she lets her lips linger. She sits back again and clears her throat. I know she didn't mean it in another way, I know she's thinking that I could be his big brother. I put my hand on her head and ruffle her hair, making her laugh and talk on how big my hand is. She couldn't shut up in the way to my house; she talked about me being a bad driver.

"Good bye, Zach," I say as I wave at him, and softly pinch his hand, "Uncle Louis wishes you a good night."

Chelsea gets out of the car and opens the door to the driver seat, "Yeah... yeah... get out already." She chuckles and I get out, looking down at her - not that I'm too tall.

"Watch out how you speak to me eh, Moore?"

"Watcha' gonna do about it, Tomlinson?" She pushes me and winks.