Malibami / 1d

chapter twelve

Thursday. Two more days of school left until the weekend was here. I rolled over in my bed to see Camilla missing in hers. She had not gotten home tonight, which was weird. Especially since it has happened yesterday as well. I checked the time to see it was already twelve, meaning I had slept in pretty well.

I grabbed my phone and replied to some texts. Then I went on to Twitter and scrolled through Twitter updates of my school. I widened my eyes and sat up straight once I read a specific tweet. This can not be true, why did this happen. I opened iMessage and started typing.

To Zaynie 😘: Is it true?

To Zaynie 😘: Where the hell are you?

I jumped out of my bed and started getting ready as fast as I could. I had to see him, I had to make sure that the rumours were false. I had to make sure he was okay. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and put on makeup, I had never done this this quick before.

Quickly, I slipped in to some clothing, took my hands through my hair a few times and I rushed to the front door. 

I opened it to see Camilla standing there, looking peaceful and like she just woke up. "We'll talk later I have to run!" I said, pushing myself past her and rushing towards the stairs and sprinting down to the bottom floor, there was no time to wait for an elevator. 

The walk of ten minutes felt like an hour, I didn't want to actually run because I would get all sweaty which would be unattractive, but I did want to hurry. I just had to see if he was alright. In the meantime, I checked my phone to see he had read my messages but didn't bother to respond. I was almost at the frat house of my brother, hoping nobody I knew would spot me, luckily they didn't.

When I got to the Kappa Sigma house, I knocked on the door. It was opened by the same though looking boy, Travis, that usually opened the door. I stared at him, he looked even rougher than usual, bruises on his arms and a dirty bruise on his jawline. I widened my eyes and rushed up the stair and to Zayn's room.

I opened his door and inside it revealed a shirtless Zayn, getting changed. He turned around at the sound of the door opening and widened his eyes when he saw it was me. "Lily what are you doing here?" He said, raising his voice at me. I took a little step back because of his outburst but then regained my posture.

"Is it true?" I asked him, he looked away. I could see the bruises on his arm and his black eye. "Zayn!" I yelled, walking over to him and grabbing his wrist. He swapped his arm out of my grip and I winced at his outburst, widening my eyes.

"Why in heaven's name did you get arrested!" I said, grabbing ahold of both his wrists again, I did not appreciate him ignoring me like this. "It was nothing." He said, trying to walk away but I held on to his wrists as hard as I could. 

"Let go of me, Lily." He said, staring at me, his eyes turning darker again. "Tell me why this happened." I said, staring at him. I was getting a little scared of him, but I hoped that he couldn't notice. 

"I said, let go of me!" He yelled, pushing me away. I fell down on to the ground and widened my eyes. He stared at me and suddenly all the anger and redness disappeared from his face. His eyes softened at me and he crouched down.

"Lily, I am so sorry-" he said but I cut him off. "Don't touch me." I said, crawling away from him until I was against the wall. I put my hand on my left hip, which hit a few books when I fell down. Zayn bit his lip and walked over to his bed, sitting down on the side and staring outside through the window. His back was facing me for what felt like hours. The silence was tensed and I didn't know what to say.

"Things got out of hand yesterday." He started, making me look up from my hands. 

"I wasn't planning on any of this. T and I saw some old friends, we got some drinks and before I knew everything got out of hand. They wanted to do some drag races with other guys I had never met before." He started telling me, I stayed put where I was, wrapping my arms around my legs and staring at him.