Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter 14 Betrayed I

Rosalie's Pov

I woke up later that night. It was dark in my room. I got up and switched on the lights. I squinted my eyes do to the brightness. It stung my eyes. My ribs were still kind of sore but I could still walk. My stitches were completely healed, I only had a scar that was still healing too. I looked at the clock it was 1:30 a.m. I guess the lads didn't come like they said. And Zayn didn't spend the night like usual. Hmm he forgot. I guess. I do admit I felt a bit of disappointed, that he wasn't here. I switched of the lights and made my way to bed hoping to fall asleep until I get discharged.

But I couldn't fall asleep. I had this bad feeling that something wasn't right. I pushed that feeling away and thought about Zayn. He was sure something. I was reluctant to accept my feelings for him. I shouldn't feel this way. He will hurt me, all guys do. But when I'm with him it's like all my worries disappear. The way his eyes made contact with mine, his eyes would hypnotize me. He made my heart beat faster. I let out a big sigh. I was at war with my feelings.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up again the room lights were on a nurse and a doctor were here.

"Good morning, miss Ramos. Just filling out some papers and you'll be able to leave. A man brought some clothes for you and is waiting to take you home." The doctor said.

"Umm alright thank you." I said. I was confused. Zayn wasn't here to take me home. I grabbed the bag there were brand new clothes with there tags still on. I walked into the loo and changed. It was a simple T-shirt with a heart that said love is everything. And some plain dark blue skinny jeans. With some combat boots. And a big warm cardigan. I had to admit this outfit was really nice. I brushed my hair and put on some eyeliner and mascara. I brushed my teeth too. I gathered all my things and met the guy that was taking me home.

"Come with Miss Ramos I will be taking you home." He said. He was wearing a black suite with a black chauffeur hat. He helped me with my things.

"What happened to the boys? I thought they were going to pick me up." I said.

"They are busy this morning, and they arranged for me to take you home." He said as we walked.

"Oh" all I managed to say. I was really disappointed. We walked towards a limo. A limo.

Why would they get me a limo. I smiled Oh boys.

The chauffeur opened the door for me and thanked him. We drove up to my house he again opened the door again for me. I smiled and walked up to my loft. I was a bit tired. I smiled when I saw all the presents I had to open still. I sat on my floor. I turned on the tele.

Up next I have an interview with the one and only Zayn Malik. Stay tuned.

Oh so this is where he was. My heart sank, this is why he wasn't with me. I guess an interview is more important than me. My phone was on the couch. I had four new contacts.

Cheeky Hazza

Nialler

BooBear

Daddy Directioner

Gosh how am I going to figure out these nicknames. I knew for sure one is Niall's. And I think cheeky Hazza belongs to Harry. But the rest I wasn't quite sure. I am going to Google them to make sure.

I looked at a green wrapped box and unwrapped it. Inside was a beautiful big wooden jewelry box. The card read from Niall.

"Thank you Niall." I said. I felt my phone vibrate. It was from Zayn.

I'm sorry..~Zayn ❤

What was he sorry about?

Please welcome Zayn Malik.

The audience applauded. He looked amazing his hair was made in his signature quiff. His eyes looked tired though like he hadn't slept. He looked sad. But he smiled and waved to the audience.

So Zayn tell me about the incident with the young girl, that you were seen carrying.

Why was the interview about me? I grabbed my remote and turned you the volume.

There have been rumors that you beat the poor girl. The women said.

The camera focused on Zayn when he began to speak.

I didn't beat her. I saw her attacked and decided to help. I thought it was the right thing to do. He said.

Do you know this girl? Is she your girlfriend? Do you have feelings for her? She asked.

No I don't know her. And she is not my girlfriend. She is just a random girl that was fortunate that I was there at the right time to help her. That is all. She doesn't mean a thing to me.

What? After what he said to me at the hospital. Was it all a lie? I knew it he didn't care about me at all. He just played me. He just played me.

My heart felt like it was being torn out of my chest. Tears began to stream down my face. I laid down on the floor. I was sobbing. I knew this was to good to be true. I knew it. My tears landed on floor. I felt empty. I was just so hurt. How could he do this to me? Why would he do this? Why? After everything I thought he truly did care for me and he goes and does this to me.

Well thats it folks. You heard straight from Zayn Malik. We'll be right back to show you how some delicious peanut butter cookies are made after this commercial break.

Zayn Malik. His name was like a dagger to my heart. He betrayed me. The last words he said rang through my head.

She doesn't mean a thing to me.