Stole My Heart

Chapter 10

*Chapter 10*

It’s a new day… the start of 2012... and I’ve been texts from Zayn none stop. There’s like 10 missed calls and 20 texts and it’s still coming...  Remembering the event of last night bring tears to my eyes. Last night was one of the worst times of my life. I’ve never felt so… betrayed. I can’t believe Jaci would do that. She’s such a… bi- The doorbell rings. Ugh… who is that? -.- I wipe my face and go answer the door. It’s Alexis.

“Hey, how’re you feeling?” she sounds concerned.

I shrug. “I’m okay.” I walk to my couch and get my laptop. She walks in.

“Are you sure.”  She sits next to me and turns on the tv.

“Yeah…” I log on Twitter going through the tweets about Zayn and Jaci. Personally, I still don’t know how the paps get these pictures… they're pretty good. I click the picture with them on it and I feel the tears coming again. I read the caption. Zayn Malik kisses another girl?!

Yeah, I don’t believe it either… :’( Then I go through the tweets.

“@zaynmalik how could u do that to your girl? :’( #ZamberForever”

“@zaynmalik THAT’S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!! Finally, you open your eyes and find someone prettier than that ugly*** girl @MissAmber_Rowland”

“@zaynmalik Finally, someone WORTH dating Zayn Malik.*applauds him*

Alexis sees me crying. “See, I knew you weren’t okay…” she hugs me.

I sigh. “It’s just these tweets…”

She takes my laptop and read the tweets. She shakes her head, annoyed. “Don’t worry about them… they're just wish they were you.”

“Whatever.” My phone vibrates. I look at the caller ID. It’s Zayn… he's called like 10 times so far today and sent me 15 now 16 texts. I put my phone back on the table.

“You’re not gonna answer it?”

“It was a text…”

“From who?” she takes my phone and reads the text. I’m so sorry babe, plz answer my calls,uu we need to talk... :( “Maybe you should talk to him…”

“Why? There’s nothing to talk about.”

“But he feels so guilty about what he did…”

I shrug. “He shouldn’t have done it in the first place.”

“Do you want me to talk to him for you?”

“Yeah...”

“Fine. But you’re coming with me,” she grabs my arm and starts walking outside.

“I don’t wanna...”

“Please! I hate seeing my friends avoiding each other!”

“Fine, but I’m not talking to him... -.-”

She sighs. “Fine,” she says, still pulling me with her. She grabs my keys and we walk out to the car. She drives us to Zayn’s apartment. “C’mon Amber. You have to see him,” she says, when I stay in the car.

“Ugh...” I get out the car and stand behind her as she rings his doorbell.

He opens the door and smiles. “Alexis, Amber-”

“-.- I was dragged here...”

“Amber!” Alexis turns to glare at me. “Hey Zayn...”

“Hey Alexis.” He backs up so that we can enter and then shuts the door.