Where to Go

Chapter 9

Zayns POV-

It's almost eleven o'clock right now. Oh well, I'm going over anyway. I haven't seen her all weekend. She got to be thinking I'm a total ass of a boyfriend. Which I am. I think. She deserves the best, and I honestly wonder if I am that for her. *Minutes Pass* I pull into her drive, and slowly walk up to her door. A light was still on, I just hope it wasn't her dad. I softly knocked on the door. Lauren opened it, shock across her tired face. "What's going on?!",She whisper yelled. "I'm just...really, well I don't know. I just want to see Taylor." She raises her eyebrows,"Okay well, I'm not the one that let you in!" Lauren pulled open the door for me to enter. "Do you need anything to drink or eat?",She asked. "Here I'm making you some damn hot chocolate, okay?" I chuckled at her, and sat at the table. "Well alright then,"I laughed. "She's sleeping you know. Has been since about 5:30." My eyebrows furrowed. Five thirty? Why so early? "Really...that's weird. She tired or something?" Lauren was busy making the hot chocolate but hesitated at the question. "I'm not sure...just a lot on her mind." I sighed heavily,"It's me isn't it?" Lauren hesitated again. "Well...no. I'm not sure, All I know, is you guys have been distant ever since you got that job right before school." I closed my eyes, and breathed heavily through my nose. This is terrible. I knew this was going to happen. "Hey, it'll work out. You guys always do,"Lauren smiled, setting the mug in front of me. "Thanks...I hope so. I don't think I could live with myself if she wasn't happy." She hugged my shoulders,"Zayn, I trust you. I really do, so I know you guys will work it out. You won't hurt her and that's all that matters." I slid my finger around the rim of the mug. "At least you better not hurt her,"Lauren teased. "Or you're going to have to go through this,"She said, throwing her hands at herself.  I laughed, "You know it!" Lauren smiled. "I'm going to go to bed Z. Night." ''Night,"I called after her. The hot chocolate was calling my name, so I quickly guzzled it down. It burnt my throat, but it was nice in this weather. I set the cup silently in the sink, and made my way upstairs to her room. The door was shut, lights off. Wow, she really is sleeping. I slowly opened the door, and saw Tay laying in bed, clothes still on, headphones playing, sleeping. A huge smile crossed my face. She's so cute sometimes. I crawled slowly on her full size bed, and cuddled up next to her. Taylor stirred a little, so I stiffened thinking I woke her up. She grumbled, and turned over on her side, headphones falling out. The music was still playing, so I stuck them in my ears, to see what she was listening to. The song was slow, and kind of depressing. I've never heard it before, so I slowly reached over her, and grabbed her iPod. Matthew Nathanson,"Kiss Quick", and on repeat. Okay, so I definitely hurt her, HAVE BEEN hurting her. I couldn't take the song anymore, so I turned it off, setting it her beside table. This isn't what it should be. If only I could go back.....Everything would be different. Maybe I shouldn't worry about an apartment. Then again, I don't want to be stuck with all of my sisters. Taylor deserves whatever will make her happy. She hasn't hardly even complained about us honestly. I still want to have that talk with her, but I'm not so sure I can do it now. What if she's been thinking about breaking up? I know other guys look at her, because that's something I'm constantly getting in fights over. Maybe...she likes someone else now. Maybe she just doesn't know how to break up with me. Oh God. This can't happen. Whatever does happen, she'll have to be in my life some way or another. Without her, I'm not sure what my life would be like, and it probably isn't good. I looked down at her, and stroked her hair, then her cheek. Her lips twitched with a smile, asleep still. She's so adorable. Definitely cannot have her out of my life. I smiled, as slowly stroked her face, her hair, down her arms. James Blunt,"You're Beautiful", popped up in my head, so I started humming it to her softly. We layed there for awhile. She was still sleeping, but cuddled up next to me, head on my chest. I kissed her forehead, and cheek, still humming.

Taylors POV- Everything was hazy. I just heard the constant hum of a pretty song, and someone stroking me. It was relaxing. "You're beautiful,"He whispered in my ear. Louis!? My eyes finally fluttered open, a smile on my face. I then noticed it wasn't Louis, it...it was Zayn!? "Wha-",I started. Zayn just smiled, and kissed my on the nose. "Hey Kitten,"He said softly. "Hi,"I yawned. "What's going on? When did you get here?" Zayn chuckled quietly. "I've been here since eleven." I strained to see the clock. It was almost 1:15. "Babe, it's so late! Why did you come?! You should be home sleeping!" His smile faded. "I just wanted to see you..." Wow am I an asshole. I smiled lightly,"I know I missed you. I'm glad you're here." He hugged me tighter, so I pulled him closer to me. I was practically almost on top of him. "I missed you too Kitten,"Zayn said in my hair, before he kissed my head. "Did you get hung up at work or something?,"I asked. He hesitated. "Yeah. I really was excited to come over at dinner. They just grabbed me as I was heading out the door, and told me I had overtime." Zayn works at the small factory in Bradford. "Ohh,"I sighed. "It's okay. I didn't even eat. Not sure why, but I just came up here around five, and fell asleep." "Haha yes. I heard,"He laughed. I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "Lauren was downstairs when I came here. She let me in." "Hmm..,"I questioned. "This is just too much for me Tay,''Zayn said gently.