Always Waiting

Chapter 12; two sides part one

Zayn’s POV (Blown Away- Carrie Underwood)

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The days flew by, and as the days flew by, the day of our huge interview neared and with that… the plan… Why did I even agree to that? Why couldn’t I have said no, I won’t help you? Why didn’t I just tell the boys? Why did I have to like Abigail? Yes I like her! Sheesh. But still it’s wrong. She’s planning revenge on my best friend, I can’t like her, I shouldn’t…  GRRR! Why is life so complicated??? My fist was thrown into my bed. I growled in frustration. I knew it was wrong to help her, but it felt so right. Even if I could never picture Liam as such a bully… cruel, mean, and secretive.

“Who’s cruel, mean, and secretive?” a voice came from behind me. Liam’s of course. Great, just freaking great!

“No one.” I stated trying to keep the anger out of my voice. At first I refused to believe Abigail, Liam’s a nice guy, he’d never hurt a fly. But then I went to bed, and those thoughts weren’t the only thoughts about Liam I had. I kept hearing Abigail’s story repeating in my head, every word. I felt like I was there, I could see it, but at the same time I couldn’t.  Now every time I see Liam those thoughts come back, I can almost see the nightmares in front of my eyes. Every time! I sent another punch into my pillow.

“You sure you’re okay?” Liam’s voice rang out again. My back was to him and I completely forgot he was there.

“Fine.” Anger seeped through my words. “Just need to blow of some steam.” I turned toward him, my head faced the ground. I pushed past him, grabbed my jacket and hat from my bed and headed out the front door. Angry thoughts filled my head with every step I took.

Stupid Abigail for having to have a stupid plan.

Stupid me for having to get involved.

Stupid Liam for being a jerk earlier in his life.

Stupid Louis for taking my hair brush.

STUPID EVERYONE!

I kicked the wall as I walked by. I grumbled at the pain that shot through my foot, stupid wall, and stupid foot. Everything is so freaking stupid! I sighed shoving some headphones in my ears. A familiar tune filled my head. I closed my eyes for a second before I continued my walk. I let the music calm before finally heading back to the hotel. But of course life decided to hate me right now, so instead I ran into the one, the only,

“Sorry.” Abigail.

“Your okay. Sorry.” I replied. I began to chew the inside of my lip.

“Hi Zayn.” She looked down, her voice was quiet. My brain was quickly taken over with worry.

“Are you okay?” I asked concern was evident in my voice.

“Fine.” She smiled slightly, but not a sincere one. “Just nervous about the interview, show thingy tomorrow…” I smile.

“Me too.” I said giving her a reassuring smile. “But it’ll be fine.” She smiled back before walking away yelling bye to me as she walked.  “Bye” I whispered like she could hear it. I re-entered the hotel room with a little less on my mind than when I left.  But my confusion about Abigail was still growing… I couldn’t help but feel mysterious towards her, like that makes sense… She confuses me with every word she says.

“Hey Zayn.” Liam greeted me. “Feel better?” I looked at him and felt the anger return, but the confusion over came it.

“Yea sure.” I replied vaguely suddenly feeling tired. “I’m just going to go to bed.”

“Okay…” confusion now coated Liam’s voice. “Well I’m here if you need anything…” I nodded my head making my way to my bedroom.  The second my head hit the pillow, everything came down on me.

Abigail’s Charlotte. Revenge plan. I’m helping someone I like but don’t know! I don’t even know Abigail yet I’m helping! I must be going crazy! I’m basically helping the enemy…How could I? I’m getting revenge on a bully who happens to be one of the nicest guys I know! Well now anyway…  I closed my eyes and Abigail’s voice filled my head.

‘That was the last time I ever I saw my sister.’ ‘Her eyes were full of pain.’ ‘Never to be seen again’

‘He tortured her’ I pressed my hands against my head and tried to block out the voices and the pictures. It’s like I was under a spell. Something was going on with me. I’ve never felt like this before. I don’t know what to do… I feel I’m doing wrong, but it also feels right. Everything now has two sides. Something I never saw before. There are two sides to every person, two sides to every plan, two sides to life, and two sides to liking someone. Two sides… I sighed before I felt myself drift off into sleep, the first dreamless sleep I’ve had since I’ve met Abigail. But it was still restless.