How Can You Love Me?

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

"Zayn." I breathe.

He takes notice of Evie in my arms I previously had her on my bad wrist I moved her to my good one.

"Yeah, you live near here?" He asks.

"Yeah, you too?" What a stupid question.

"Uhm yeah I do right in there."

He points to an old house.

"Do you mind if I join you both?" He asks.

"Well uhm it's a public park I can't stop ya." I nervously laugh.

"Yeah I suppose your right."

He walks with me and Evie. It's silent for the most part only small talk. Finally we get to the park I set Evie down and she runs to the jungle gyms I walked over to the swing sitting on it Zayn copies my actions.

"So, where did you live before here?" I ask. Might as well start a conversation.

"Uhm you know where those murders took place?" He asks. I nod. "I used to live there. Decided it wasn't safe so I moved here."

I nod in understanding. "What happened to your arm?" I look at my cast and sigh.

"Well uhm it's a long story." That I have told three thousand times. He chuckles. "Basically long story short I was in a car accident with Harry."

He nods. "Uhm not to make things awkward, but are you and that Harry guy a thing?"

I'm shocked by the question causing me to laugh.

"No, no we are best friends."

Zayn looks relived. "Oh, so do you have a boyfriend?"

Why is he so curious about my love life?

"No I don't. Why?" My turn to ask questions.

"Just wondering." He pushes him self with his legs gently on the swing.

"Just wondering huh? What about you?" I ask. Why would he care if I have a boyfriend? Ugh why is he confusing?

"Uhm no I'm single have been for a few years." He emphasizes the word few.

"Yeah same." I look to the jungle gym for Evie she's climbing up the slide.

"So..uhm how are you related to her?"

"Who? Evie? She's my niece." I smile. "She takes after her mum though. She has my brother wrapped around her finger."

Zayn chuckles. Does he have any siblings?

"What about you? Any siblings? Nieces? nephews?"

His smile fades as he looks anywhere but my eyes. His breathing his heavier and shakier.

"Three sisters. They live with mum." He looks pained to talk about them.

"Are they older? Younger?"

He takes another deep breath. "Uhm one older the other two younger....I don't want to talk about them anymore." He seems sad.

"I'm sorry I didn't know it was a touchy subject." I whisper.

He nods. Maybe he misses them, but then why wouldn't he just call them? I mean every time I go away and miss my family I call them or text them. Like my cousins that live in America I text them or e-mail them all the time.

"Do you miss them?" I blurt not actually meaning to ask. He nods biting his lip surprisingly.

Jade just drop the subject. My subconscious warns me.