The Story of Us

Chapter 29

Tia's Pov
Zayn's eyes widen when he heard the word fumble out of my mouth.

"Are you joking?" He almost laughs, his jaw is hanging lower than usual.
I close his mouth and give him a half smile. "You better give me the details now before I change my mind." I tell him leading him out of the closet.

"You wouldn't change your mind." He says opening the doors to the school quietly so we could sneak out.
"Don't be too sure Malik." I say grabbing his hand as I pull him to the truck. The cold air hits me as soon as I step out the school doors and I begin running to the truck.

"I'll start talking as we get further into the ride." Zayn says getting into the truck. I get into the passenger side thinking to myself if this what I really want to do. Do I really want to run away with Zayn? I mean we are so young and we are such opposites, but yet we are so crazy for each other. It baffles my mind because this one relationship I can't solve.

"Tia, don't overthink this." he says looking me in the eyes with such worriment. "Oh, um I'm not overthinking it." I say in a soft quiet voice crossing my arms and legs. "Tia, don't lie to me. I can see it all over your face."

I sigh slouching my shoulders because I know he is true. "Zayn, I just don't know if this the best idea, that's all."
"Stop being such a baby, have a little fun." he says nudging my shoulder with his fist. My eyes enlarge and I kind of cough when he says that, "You know what happens when I 'try to have fun'" I tell him putting emphasis on having fun. "Maybe you're approaching it incorrectly. Have we had fun with just us two?" He asks driving away from the school. "No, not exactly, but that's because we always wind up fighting anyway."

"Well I promise it will be different this time, it's just going to be us two, with no distractions." Zayn says which kind of makes me embarrassed.

"You're blushing why?" Zayn smiles. "I'm not blushing. I don't know my mind kind of led me to be embarrassed by you saying that." I say feeling the heat increase on my cheeks. "Why does that embarrass you?" He asks kind of offended. "Well because I was just thinking, four months ago, I would have never imagined you ever saying that to any girl, especially me. I never thought I'd have this bond with you. Or any social interactions really." I kind of shrug looking away. "It's been a hell of a four months. And honestly I wouldn't want to say anything like that to any other girl except you. It's weird Tia, I hate you so much that I love you. I don't understand." Zayn says driving onto a bridge I have never seen before. "I don't think we'll ever understand us." I smile, "Right now, if this didn't all happen and Jack would have never cheated, I'd probably be in class right now. Then i'd be waiting after school in the bleachers walking him practice football, then we'd go to his house to and watch a movie, I'd leave go home and eat, bathe, study, then sleep. It was the same routine everyday." I say as I look at my finger nail. "See, you were always so bland, so organized and that's why I never liked you. But you've changed, a lot." Zayn says turning up the radio "In ways I don't like." I say low to myself. I like that I have Zayn, that is like my new best friend, who I argue with all the time, but want to nearly melt into a puddle because he is so sweet and lovable.

"So, can you tell me where we are going now?" I ask criss crossing my legs in the seat "Okay, I figured you've waited long enough. We are going to California." He says uneasily. I gasp nearly choking. "What?!" I yell "I didn't want to tell you because I knew you'd react like this." Zayn says "Well, I am glad you didn't expect me to throw a party! When you said leaving I thought you meant upper Louisiana, not across of the whole damn country Zayn!" I say still yelling. "Chill Tia, it'll be fine." He says trying to calm me down.
"Whatever Zayn." I say looking out the window crossing my arms over my knees.

"Don't be mad Tia." He says squeezing my hand "I'm not" I snap and he quickly moves his hand.
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The car ride has been silent for at least three hours now. The silence was interrupted when both Zayn and I began hearing vibrations. We both begin patting ourselves until one of us pulled out a phone. I finally find my phone and I see "Dad" plastered across the screen. "Oh my god, it's my dad." I say as I begin to panic. "Just don't answer it, but also don't click end because he'll know you are ignoring him." Zayn says