Boy With Love|COMPLETE|

TWENTY-THREE

"It was really my dad."

No one said anything for a long second, they just stared at Bloom and exchanged awkward glances between one another.

"I will take you home."
Zayn broke the silence, taking her hand and pulling her up with him.

"Bye, Bloom." Liz and Nicole said with a strained smile.

"Have a lovely night, Barbie."
Tyra said, relishing the situation more than anyone.

Zayn gave Tyra a dark look but she rolled her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.

"I will be back soon."
Zayn told them and left with Bloom who was still quiet like she was stuck in a trance.

"Are you okay?"
Zayn asked her like it was nothing to worry about.

"My dad...he's gonna find out. Oh my God...he's gonna find out about us...about you...what am I going to do...I am so dead...is over...he's gonna find out about everything."
She panicked holding her head like it could prevent the questions clouding in every corner of her brain.

"Switch off your phone."
He told her.

"What?" She mumbled.

"Switch it off." He said sounding annoyed this time.

"But..." Her ringtone cut her off from finishing her sentence.

"It's my Dad."
She said looking pale. She could hear her heartbeat and the fear engulfing her like a web as she tried not to panic. She was about to pick the call when Zayn snatched the phone from her.

"What are you doing?"
She tried to take it back but he opened the back, took out her sim card and put it in his pocket.

She stared at him with her jaw slightly down not knowing what to say. Her emotions were all over the place, she wasn't sure which to pay attention to.

Zayn closed the phone and extended it for her to take.

"What have you done?" She asked with fisted hands.

"I don't need to explain anything to you, I'm sure your Dad already has people tracking you."
He said and walked to his blue truck.

She was pissed and frightened but didn't know how to express it. "Was that really necessary?" she yelled.

He didn't say anything to her, he kept walking to his jeep truck packed on the street.

"You just gave my Dad more reasons to send out a search party. If you would've just let me pick the call and come up with a lie then my head will not be storming with fear of what awaits me at home."
She said behind him but he didn't say anything to her.

"Zayn?" She called but he kept walking.

"I'm freaking out here!"
She exclaimed. He stopped, releasing a low growl.

"Relax, everything will be fine. I promise."
He said in a calm tone facing her. He walked to where she was and took her trembling hand.

"Zayn, he knows. He knows I have been sneaking out, he knows I'm..." She rambled with fear lacing her small voice.

"Shhh." He whispered putting his arms around her. She welcomed the warmth and relaxed in his arms.

"You'll be fine."
He whispered softly, stroking the small of her back.

He pulled away and held her hands, he gave her a soft smile. She forced a smile and followed him. They entered the car and drove off.

Her head was still swirling with questions and her heart raced rapidly from panic. She spent the ride trying to come up with the perfect excuse to give her dad but found none. She bit on her lips and dug her nails into her knees that were shaking.