Brooklyn Lights

Chapter 10

Hey guys! Sorry it's going to be Dynasty's P.O.V again but also this chapter will have Zayn's P.O.V! I'm doing it so it is the next day okay?:) 

Next day 

***Dynasty's P.O.V***

Waking up, my heads begins to pound. I barely got any sleep last night. I couldn't stop thinking about everything that Zayn said, the way he embarrassed me. There was no need for him to do that and if I'm being completely honest, I don't understand why he done it. The hours I spent awake were filled with wasted tears on a boy who doesn't care about any one but himself, over thinking and words. The times I did actually manage to get some sleep, I ended up waking up half an hour later so it was pretty pointless. 

I'm glad it's Saturday then because at least now I can have the weekend away from that prick and try to pick up enough courage to go to college again on Monday, to face everyone. After heading back to my car yesterday I just went home. I just couldn't face going back into college, seeing Zayn around, Harry trying to talk to me and even yet, myself having to talk to others. I know I wouldn't of been able to put up with it so I was just better off going home. As soon as I got in, I just called up my tutor and faked being ill. No one else saw me in college except Zayn, Harry and his mates so no one would of known, 

The house was empty and I was just happy to be alone. Mom, dad and Ozzie would just of worried and fussed and I couldn't deal with that, Don't get me wrong, I love them to pieces but they would of smothered me and that's just something I wouldn't of needed. 

When they did get home though I just faked feeling a bit ill. They believed it so I was safe. They left me alone, only coming in once in a while seeing if I needed anything which I thought was sweet. But, I was just glad to get peace, cry into my pillow and suffer by myself. Some people say you should talk to people about your problems. I only have two people I can talk to about issues and thats Emily and Oz. I couldn't tell them what happened and nor will I. They'd both rip Zayn to pieces and I don't want that to happen, no matter how much I planned to hurt him in my anger bursts yesterday. 

Hopping out of bed, I run a bath and plug in my headphones. It's so relaxing just laying in the hot water with bubbles, listening to Guns'N'Roses. Something that I always look forward too, my own time to unwind, helping rinse away a few issues for about 30 minutes, helping give you a break. 

After finishing in the bath, I wrap a warm towel around my body and head back into my room. I think mom and dad are downstairs and Ozzie has gone out for the day with Daniel and Craig. So I think it'll be another day alone in my room. 

About to drop my towel, my phone buzzes on my table side. Picking it up, I realize Emily has texted. 

To Dynasty,

Oi bitch! You wasn't in yesterday! Missed you so I'm on my way. Be there in 5!<3

From Emily

Sighing, I put my phone down. It's not that I don't like her or anything like that, I love the bones off that girl! But, I just want to be alone. I don't want to tell her about anything that's happened because she will flip. But hopefully, If I still act like I'm ill a little she will just chill with me. 

I know Emily's 5 minutes actually means 'I'll be there in 30 seconds' so I run over to my wardrobe and quickly shove on some clothes. Jeans, grey best top, pink cardigan. That'll be okay. I'm not too bothered about getting all fancy. 

Just as I put on my cardigan, the front door bell goes off. See? What did I tell you, I knew she would be here in 30 seconds top. Putting the towel back into the bathroom, Emily strolls up the stairs and smiles at me. "Hey, your mom said you wasn't feeling right yesterday. How are you feeling now?"