Summer to Remember

Chapter Twenty Seven

I woke up with the sun shining on my face, this time it was difficult to open my eyes. They were burning like hell, I managed to open them. Looking around the room, I realized I was in Zayn's room. I started to panic, questioning if I had done something wrong last night. Instantly I looked over to my side but it was empty, Zayn wasn't there. Replaying everything that happened last night, I figured that I wasn't too drunk to have done something with Zayn, I mean I was too broken hearted to even wake up. I sat up and stabled myself with my elbows. Thinking of Harry made my heart ache like never before, this was the second time I've experienced true heart ache. The first time was when my mom passed away and now this. Trying to erase the thoughts out of my mind I slowly got up from bed and once again I had slept with my clothes from last night, it was starting to turn into a habit. I found the bathroom in his room and felt disgusted as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red and swollen, I had the darkest eye circles and my hair was a bird's nest. Not giving a shit, I grabbed a hair brush and combed through my hair before slowly tip-toeing out of his room. I opened my bedroom door slightly and was surprised to see Rebecca awake. "Ella..." she said. I looked at her from across the room and her eyes started to tear up after seeing how miserable I looked. "Come here" she said reaching out her arms, I quickly walked across the room and gave her the biggest hug. What would I do without her? I know I just met her but she was the greatest person ever! "Do you want to talk?" she said looking me straight in the eyes.

"Do you know what happened?" I questioned her as I fidgeted with my hands. 

"I found out" she replied. "Look Els, I know it looked wrong but Harry was actually..." she continued to say but I rudely interrupted. 

"I don't care!" I said sternly. 

"But you need to know..." she mumbled. 

"Becca, please not know. You can tell me later on, ok?" I said getting up from the bed and searching through my luggage for something to wear. She didn't reply this time, instead she just bit her lip and texted someone. 

I didn't put a drop of makeup on my face, I wasn't in the mood to pamper myself. I threw on a pair of baggy PINK sweatpants and a plain tshirt and made my way downstairs with Rebecca by my side. Not walking into the kitchen, I directly went into the living room and plopped myself onto the couch. I didn't even notice that Zayn was sleeping on the other couch. Oh my gosh, he had spread a sheet across the couch and had wrapped himself in his blanket. What a gentlemen he was, he must've put me in his bed and slept in the living room the entire night. Even though I was miserable, I couldn't help but slightly smile as I watched him sleep. Just at that moment Harry walked in and stopped suddenly when he saw me. Unable to even bare the sight of him I quickly got up from my seat and pushed him aside as I walked out. "Ella..." he said but he stopped talking after I walked out. 

Honestly, I don't know how I'm going to survive here at the beach house for a week. I don't even know how he still has the nerve to say my name after crumbling my trust to pieces. All I know is that I'm sick of seeing his face, I feel absolutely disgusted thinking of last night. Never again.