Those were the first words out of my mouth. Stupid. 'Its not what it looks like'?! Idiot. That's the reason there was an awkward silence in the car ride home. Mum in the front with Zayn driving and me in the back.we left Danny at the airport. We had to run on account of Zayn punching him. I bet all the cameras that were around loved that. New head line: 'Zayn Malik punches civilian!'
Moron! I kept calling my self names meaning idiot. Oh there's a good one. Idiot. Oh I already called myself that. Not even the radio was on. Can you believe how awkward that is? Dumbass. 'Its not what it looks like' Brainless. Oh, my gosh. Foolish. I should probably stop verbally abusing myself. It's going to help my current situation.
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Zayn clears his throat. I look up immediately to see that we were already home. Yippee. I walk in and everyone's already gathered around. Asking how Paris was. Then I saw Kate. I ran to her. I still didn't like her but even if I wasn't a detectives daughter, I could still see that she was on the verge of tears.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I'm sorry." She sobs.
Niall approaches us putting his hand on my shoulder.
"The lass lied on TV. She already filled us in." Niall said in his heavy Irish accent.
"I'm so sorry! Jade made me do it! She said she would hurt me!" She blurted. All eyes were on Kate and I now.
Another throat clearance from Zayn and I snapped at him.
"I'm kind of busy right now." I snapped, almost hissing. He gives me a look. 'The' look. I roll my eyes but notice that everyone else has dispersed. To the kitchen I guess.
I leave a distraught Kate in the living room and walk upstairs to my room with a glaring Zayn.
"What?" I said. Piercing the silence.
"Oh no love, you don't get to say 'what'. That's my job right now." He retorted. I slump down onto my pre-made bed and start flipping my phone in my hands.
"Look, I don't know what that was and I don't want to know. I'll i do want to know is 'will it happen again?'" He asked. I looked into his eyes for the first time in a long time and gasped. Tears. I stopped flipping my phone and threw it across the room. Almost pouncing on him, I get up and hug him. Guilt was getting to me. Big time.
I pull back and go to kiss his lips. I close my eyes and feel him do the same...except when he moves away and kisses my forehead.
"Taylor. Oh Taylor." He said as he walked back downstairs. Leaving me dumbfounded.
Did I just get friend-zoned?
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Ok I stopped being angry at you guys and I felt really bad and I know this is a crap update but it's an update nonetheless so...enjoy?
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I Found Louis Tomlinson
Fanfiction"Louis Tomlinson has been kidnapped!" It was a normal concert, I was there with my best friend, but one of the Direction members has been taken.
