Fix a Heart (A Zayn Malik Love Story)

The Meeting

Chapter 2

Josh's P.O.V.

"Isabella, wait!" I called after my sister as I hurried up the stairs. I heard her door slam, and knew something must've happened with her boyfriend, or possibly ex-boyfriend, Logan. I made my way to her bedroom door and knocked, "Isabella, what happened?" I asked.

"Go away." she mumbled. I sighed and turned around, heading back downstairs to join my friends.

Isabella's P.O.V.

I lifted my head off of my pillow and looked around my room. It was dark, due to the fact that I hadn't turned on my light. Sighing, I sat up and wiped my tears. Using my feet, I slipped off my shoes and then scampered over to my dresser, after turning on the light. I looked at all the pictures of Logan and I and frowned. Angrily, I began to tear them all off of my mirror, leaving it completely clear of photos. I smiled slightly to myself and looked around my room. There were a few things I could find that reminded me of Logan so I threw them into a cardboard box, along with the photo's that were now torn and shredded apart. I picked up the box and a lighter and walked out of my room, heading down the carpeted stairs. I peeked my head around the end of the staircase and saw Josh and his bandmates were no longer in the living room. I sighed happily and heard them in the kitchen. I quickly ran through the living room and out the front door with no shoes on. I shivered slightly and set the cardboard box down on the sidewalk. I pulled out my reminders of Logan and smiled as a small flame showed on top of the lighter. I put it towards the pile of things on the ground and it quickly caught on fire. The fire warmed my cold body, slightly and I sat there, watching the things burn.

When everything was burned, I used the cardboard box and pushed the ashes into the grass. With a satisfied smile on my face, I walked back into the house and up to my room, locking my bedroom door behind me. I flopped down on my bed and picked up my phone. It showed that I had 4 missed calls. Unlocking it, I quickly found out that the calls were all from Logan. He had even left a message. I dialed my voicemail code and brought the phone to my ear and listened closely.

Is, I'm so sorry! That girl was all over me, I swear. I tried pushing her away, but she just latched her arms around my neck! Kimberly means nothing to me.

My eyes narrowed at the wall in front of me and I crossed my free arm across my stomach as I continued to listen to Logan speak, even though I knew it was all BS.

Wait... um, that's not her name. I have no idea who she was! Swear! Isabella, please call me back. I miss you and I LOVE you. I know you love me too, babe. Please answer me... Bye, I guess.

I pulled the phone away from my ear and quickly hit the home button, "That's wear you're wrong, Logan. I DON'T love you anymore," I said to myself. I clicked on the little green square that brought me to messages and I clicked on Logan's name and began reading through the messages. Tears began forming in my eyes again and I locked my phone quickly and buried my face in my pillow again. I cried until I eventually fell into a dreamless sleep...

***

I woke up the next morning and quickly sat up, looking around. My bedroom light was still on. I sighed and picked up my phone and then hit the unlock button. It was in desperate need of charging. The time read '11:23 am'. I rubbed my eyes, thinking I was just seeing things, but I wasn't. It was actually 11:23 in the morning. I never sleep in this late... Ever! I thought to myself before getting to my feet and shuffling over to my mirror. My makeup was smeared across my face and my hair was a mess. I frowned and grabbed a pair of light colored skinny jeans and a large sweatshirt. Hurriedly, I got into the bathroom, locking the door behind me and immediately stripped myself of last night's clothes. I turned on the water and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water hit my back and soak my hair.

After I washed myself, I turned off the hot water and reached my hand out from behind the shower curtain and grabbed a towel, then wrapped it around my wet body. I pulled open the shower curtain and then got to brushing my teeth and my hair. After I did that, I got dressed, hung up my towel and left the bathroom, feeling clean and refreshed. As I began walking down the stairs, I could hear the tv on. When I got to the last step, I saw my mom and dad sitting on the couch.

"Well, goodmorning, sleepyhead." My dad said with a smile. I smirked.

"Josh said you were upset? Came home from your date crying?" My mom said, in more of a question.

"Uh, yeah. Logan and I broke up," I responded, as if it was no big deal. Well, honestly, it wasn't much of a big deal anymore. I could care less about what whore Logan was snogging. I smiled at my own thoughts and walked through the living room, into the kitchen. I immediately regretted it, ,due to the fact that I could hear Josh and his friends talking and laughing. I stepped into view.

"Morning, Issy." Josh said. I looked at him and gave him a small wave. I watched as he cleared his throat and motioned towards a guy with silly hair and suspenders.

"This is Louis." Then he pointed to a guy with slightly done-up hair and a blue plaid shirt on, "Liam." Next was a cheeky looking boy with a nice smile, dimples, and wild hair. I smirked as Josh said, "Harry..."

"His name describes him," I added, motioning towards his hair. I saw Harry chuckle and then Josh pointed to the next boy. He had blond/ brown hair and pretty eyes.

"This, is Niall." And then he pointed to a tan, muscular guy with dark hair, done into a quiff, "This... Is Zayn." he concluded. I stared into Zayn's brown eyes and he stared back in mine. I blushed and smiled, then looked away from him and waved, then walked to the fridge and pulled it open, grabbing the large bottle of apple juice before closing it. I poured myself a glass then turned towards Josh and his friends again as I heard Josh beginning to speak.

"So, Isabella... Why did you come home crying last night?" He asked me. I took a sip of my apple juice and sighed.

Josh's P.O.V.

"So, Isabella... Why did you come home crying last night?" I asked cursiously. She sighed before speaking.

"I arrived at the restaurant we were supposed to meet at and I found him snogging a girl named Kimberly." She responded, emotionless. I sulked and frowned, slightly. I walked to my sister's side and wrapped my arm around her.

"Want me to beat him up?" I asked, grinning. Isabella looked at me and smiled.

"Yes, actually, I do want you to." she said before slipping away from me, grabbing her cup and leaving the kitchen.