Better Than Words

Drugs are bad

"I don't know what to do. I mean I just...I don't know.." I trailed off into the phone.

"Listen you need to talk to him about this." My best friend Lauren said.

"But what if that ruins the relationship between him and Harry. I mean they just started getting along."

"That doesn't matter. Zayn deserves the truth. You know his secret. Talk to him about it." Lauren persuades.

"Then why didn't he tell me, don't I deserve the truth?" I ask rhetorically not knowing if I wanted the answer.

"Figure it out and-Lauren get your ass down here and clean this fucking mess your..I gotta go love ya." I quickly mumbled a short response before here the click.

Lauren was a very pretty girl. Brown eyes and thick, long brown hair. She was short like me but she was a thiccy. I was envious of her and capability to make people like her so easily.

I sighed dropping the phone on the bed. Maybe Zayn was right...all i have had to gain from this group is guy trouble and secrets and....but Zayn had  kept a secret from you long before you associated with them. A small and quiet voice says in the back of my mind.

I push it away before standing up and walking over to my dresser. Just as I was about to mess with my hair I hear two aggravated knocks on my door.

I went over to the door questionably. My family were pigs, they don't knock on the door. I open it to reveal my mom.

"Why?" Is all she said. I looked at her quizzically.

"Why what...?" I answer walking to my bed.

"Why would you be with a boy instead of your sister?!" She shouted. Biting my tongue I respond.

"I texted you saying she was spending the night a Walis'" I explain.

"Wali? Wali who?" My mother asked.

"Waliyah Malik Mom! Zayns sister!" I shout. She should know.

"Don't you raise your voice at me young lady!" She warns. I bit my tongue harder feeling the metallic taste fill my mouth.

She glared at me before leaving. I sighed and texted the only person I knew who could provide me with the perfect supplement to relieve my stress.

I haven't talked to her in years, knowing Zayn would kill me if he knew I associated with her. I ignored it because he doesn't know and he would never know.

Me: hey wanna meet me at the park;).

Chelsea: hi lovey. Bring 20.

Me: done see u in 10.

I got up and left a note saying I was going for a run. Lies. I grab my bag with 40 bucks knowing my greedy self.

The park was about a 20 minute walk so I turned my music on and placed my me headphones on walking in the brisk wind. It was almost 6.

*****

"Hey Biatch!" I see Chelsea say running over to me hugging me. I hug her back knowing our friendship was left in a loose end.

"When?" Is all I asked.

"Should be 5 more minutes before Robert brings a cart." She says as we put our money in a wad.

Exactly 5 minutes later Robert appears and we make a swift exchange with him and Chelsea slobbering over each other.

"Gross get a room." I said as I walk to the plastic tube on the play area. Waiting for Chelsea.