Good Girls Love Bad Boys (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 65

I woke up, stretching my long arms out and spreading my whole body in the bed, making that stretching groan. I woke up without Zayn by my side, he told me yesterday night he had to go out with Harry to get this lamp the need for the house, I found it weird, but didn't ask.

After a second of looking up to the ceiling I realized how naseous I was. Running to the bathroom, crouching in front of the toilet in Zayn's bathroom I wondered what had made me vomit everything I had for dinner yesterday. After going to hell and back, I stood up and wiped my mouth clean.

Louis and the others were supposed to be home, but they were unusually making any noise, so I went downstairs to find Louis cooking something in the stove.

"Morning"

"Hey, how'd you sleep ?" He turned around, taking me and my horrible state in.

"Fine, but I just threw up all over the toilet and don't have the slightest idea why."

"That's weird,"

"Yeah." I nodded, staring down at the floor, thinking for a second. And that's when something kind of hit me, hard, like a truck and made my stomach growl and the hairs in my neck point upwards.

"Louis? What day is it today?"

"Er... Wendsday twenty." I froze, a chill ran down my spine, the color drained from my face. I wanted to move my feet, but they were glued there.

"Are you alright ?" He snapped me out of my worst-case-scenario thoughts.

"Y-yeah, um I have to go to the er.. pharmacy to get..." I was so shocked I didn't know what to say or do, the words couldn't come out.

"Okay..." I ran upstairs as if my life depended on it, went in my flip flops in less than a second and took my phone, grasping on it as I hoped down the stars and took Harry's car keys which were in the living room.

"Louis I'm off to the grocery store !!" I shouted form the front door.

"Didn't you say pharmacy" Shit.

"Umm, yeah bye" I shut the door close, running across the drive way to the huge black car parked in the other side, getting in, slamming the door close and driving off to the packed streets of Los Angeles.

The pharmacy I go to and have been going to my whole existence was just a few streets away from the house, I practically ran through the door when I got there, sweating like a pig.

Taking one of each brand and inspecting them in the way to the cashier who looked at me with happy eyes, I opened my bag to give her the money.

"Good luck" she said and smiled a huge smile while nodding and handed me my bag back. I got in the car, literally throwing the bag to wherever it landed, thinking of were the hell to go. I stepped on the pedal, driving to the one and only place were I always feel safe and loved, Riley's house.

"Riley ?"

"Yes ?"

"Call Rebecca, now, we have to meet in your place, tell her it's an emergency" I spoke into the phone while stopping in a traffic light and hanging up. I knew if I said it was an emergency he wouldn't question me, so he obeyed and I found Rebecca's car in the driveway when I got there, shaking and not knowing what to expect or wish for.

Taking the bag and my phone but leaving the purse in the car, I knocked the door opened and rushed up to the bathroom in Riley's first floor next to the laundry room.

I took a few breaths, told myself everything was going to be just fine whatever happened and closed my eyes, praying to god whatever I wanted to happen happen, but the problem was, I didn't know what I wanted to happen.