You Belong With Me (A Zayn Malik Fan-fic)

• Chapter 10 •

YOU BELONG WITH ME • CHAPTER 10

***Dillon's P.O.V.***

It's been about a little over a week since we've been here, and we've even extended it for yet another two weeks. So, how was I going to get over Zayn if I was stuck here?

I decided that after everyone else went with Liam to the mall yet again that I'd be bored and I really didn't want to go out yet. Maybe Lou was home and I could go visit him. The walk to the X-Factor's contestant's house wasn't all that far away. Maybe like five or six blocks.

So, I grabbed my phone and my wallet and went over.

"Hey Cher," I saw a familiar face again.

"Hey Dill! Have you seen Louis? I have a feeling that he stole my boots again."

"Nope sorry. I'm going up if you want to raid?" I said giving her a smile.

"Again, I think I'll take you up on that offer but I may as well just slip on some sneakers I'm too lazy if you don't mind. I'll do it when they're here I thought I heard the whole tribe go out today. Perrie was talking to me today and said Zayn had stayed back so they could go for lunch today."

"Oh, well thanks anyway Cher. See you," I said, going up the steps. I'd look dumb now if I turned around and went back.

I opened the door, climbing into a still and silent living area. I heard a door from down the hallway open and a lazy Zayn without his hair done, sweat pants and all appeared, a phone on speaker in his hands.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T TAKE ME TO LUNCH!"

He looked me down and sighed, rubbing his temple at the sound from the phone.

I mouthed 'what's wrong' to him and he gave me a sign, his index finger to his lips.

"Sorry, I just don't feel well Per, I'm sorry," he trailed.

"DON'T EVEN USE THAT EXCUSE WITH ME ZAYN! I AM SO FED UP EVEN ABOUT YESTERDAY YOU DIDN'T KISS ME ONCE AND..."

It continued on until he finally got the chance to say I'm sorry I love you I have company and they paid their goodbyes.

Instead of chickening out and letting my eyes fall to the filthy floor, they stayed locked on his for one of the first times.

"What...was that?" I asked.

"It's called 'Period Perrie'. She's so ticked that I didn't kiss her in front of her little friends last night and the fact that I don't want to go to lunch with her today because she gave me a migraine." He fell into one of the recliners.

"You seemed so stressed anymore since you've been seeing her." I said, plopping down on the other.

"Yeah, but, hey. She's...great." I saw the fake smile try to give way but it was hopeless; I knew it was fake.

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Poor Zayn had fallen asleep and with no sign of Louis coming home any time soon, I guess it was time for me to leave.

He looked so peaceful, so relaxed, so very calm unlike when he was on the phone with Perrie or yet worse, with her.

"Goodbye Zayn," I said, yanking his glasses off his face and placing them on the table next to him. Hopefully he'd find them through all the trash and old drink cups.

I got one last glance at him, me standing above him. His brow furrowed and his mouth formed a small smile in his sleep as if he'd actually heard my voice. Dill, he's asleep. You can tell him.