How Can You Love Me?

chapter fourteen

A/n: two updates this weekend because next weekend I do not have time to update most likly. So Happy Early Halloween. I might update a short chapter but i serious doubt it. Love you guys. Thxs for 239 reads!!! ~music lover~

After in my mind declaring I love Zayn I can't help but smile. I never under stood how teenagers could understand love, but now I understand that you don't ever understand you, you just feel it and like it. Zayn acrurally fell asleep with his head resting on my lap, me running my fingers through his hair. I wish I could tell him, but I know he doesn't feel the same way he still loves Perrie and I'm sad things ended like they did. I don't want to say I love you and him be in love with somone else, someone who isn't alive anymore. My heart aches and I hate my emotions for choosing now to let me know I love him. God I love say- thinking that about him.

Zayn stirs a little only turning to he's facing my stomach now he's so beautiful. I'm so jealous of his eyelashes though I mean he has perfect long eyelashes and then his lips are so I don't even know the word they are in the middle of plump and slim. As I continue to run my hands through his short, but thick hair making it messier and messier each time. He frowns while he's asleep and his brows always furrows and sometimes he pouts. I also noticed he mumbles in his sleep and each time he mumbles he flexes his jaw the way he does when he's upset. That's one thing with Zayn I don't like, when he's sad he replaces it with anger and then lashes out, tonight was the first night he showed me his Valnurble side of him.

I know I should be sleeping but I have a milion things going through my mind and the whole admitting to myself that I love him is I don't know everything is all jumbled up. I do eventually fall asleep.

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I wake up and the bed is empty. Zayn is gone. I'm all wrapped up in the blankets my tired eyes still long to close and go back to sleep so I just sit there checking missed text messages a few are from Harry and a few from Indi, well Indi is completely blowing my phone up. I answer Harry's first.

From Hazzah:

Indi is blowing up my phone. I get that she wants me to bake and all, but it's not even December yet!

From Hazzah:

She won't stop. I wanna sleep. It's to early!

From Hazzah:

Shoot me now. She won't let me sleep.

From Hazzah:

Bridezilla coming through.

I laugh at Harry's texts. He likes to sleep in on his weekends off from the bakery.

I send a quick reply.

To Hazzah:

I just woke up. Lol. She had blown up my phone as well I better answer her then. Heh.

After that I pull up Indies messages.

From Indi:

Okay quit fucking your boyfriend for like 5 seconds to answer me!

From Indi:

What angles do you think would be best. Oh and make sure to get a pictures of the cake and decorations!

From Indi:

So for our flowers do you think we should have red or white roses?

From Indi: