what happens? // one direction

Chapter Fourteen.

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-Song of the chapter:No Matter What;Papa Roach(link on the side!)-

*Kristel's POV*

"What?" Zayn gasped, eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

"Spencer and I used to be together," I mumbled, looking down at the ground, avoiding his eyes.

"Well..this is awkward," Harry muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zayn asked, tears forming in his golden brown orbs.

"How was I supposed to know that I'd ever see him again? And why does it matter? I love you Zayn, not him!" I exclaimed, and I felt something wet roll down my cheek.

I didn't like seeing Zayn so hurt and heartbroken like this. I just don't understand why he's so sad and devastated about this. Doesn't he know that I love him, not Spencer?

"I saw the way you looked at him," he muttered, tears running down his face, his gaze locked on mine.

The way I looked at him? What does that have anything to do with this? I looked at him suprised, because I never thought that I'd ever see him again. I never looked at him with love and longing not once today; in fact, I haven't looked at him that way since two years ago. Why couldn't Zayn believe me?

"What are you talking about? I love you, more than anything or anyone else in this world. Why can't you believe me?" I asked, salty tears now freely pouring down my dirt covered cheeks.

Just as he was about to respond, a blood curling scream filled the room. Dani.

"What happened to Niall's wrists?! They're covered in blood, and you can see his bone!" Danielle cried, carefully holding up Niall's wrists for us to see.

"He broke himself out of his chains," Zayn answered her quietly, looking down at the ground, avoiding my desperate gaze.

"Please, Zayn, look at me," I begged, trying to wrap my arms around him, but he kept pushing me away, not meeting my eyes. "Please! Why can't you believe me, Zayn? You're being ridiculous!"

"How am I being ridiculous, Kris? Hm?" he asked, finally acknowledging my existence, but still not looking at me.

"By not trusting me and ignoring me, Zayn! That's how! I can't believe that you don't believe me!" I shouted at him, pushing him backwards.

"Well maybe I would believe you if you didn't look at your ex's with such passion!" he snapped, his eyes now boring into mine, boiling with fire.

"What the hell are you talking about?! I haven't looked at Spencer passionately in over two years!" I snapped back, unable to hold in my anger anymore.

"Yeah, sure you haven't. Save it, Kris. We're through," he stated, turning away and walking towards the opposite side of the room, away from the rest of us.

I felt my heart rip into two at his harsh words.

We're through?

He's breaking up with me?

"What? You can't just break up with me!" I shouted, the tears endlessly pouring down my cheeks.

"Oh yeah? I just did," he said coldly, not turning back to look at me even once.

"Zayn, please..please, I love you," I squeaked, falling to my knees, as my vision became blurred from all the tears.

Someone's arms then wrapped around my shoulders, and I was shocked when I saw who it was. Spencer.