Chapter 7

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Maisie's POV

Emily came in about 10 minutes later. She raised her eyebrows at Zayn and then nodded her head. It was a we-need-to-talk nod.

He stood up, scratched his neck awkwardly and followed her into the kitchen. I took no notice and carried on watching TV, I could still hear them talking though.

He followed Emily into the kitchen.

"You're going to have to answer my question eventually," I heard Emily say. I heard no reply off of Zayn. "Zayn," Emily said bluntly.

"You want an answer to your stupid question?" Zayn said, raising his voice slightly. "The answer is yes, yes I do, okay? Does that answer your question?" He said raising his voice.

I heard him coming towards the living room. I sat back where I was before and acted as if I hadn't just heard their conversation. The next thing I heard was the front door slamming shut.

"Emily?" I called.

"Yeah?" She replied.

"Did Zayn just leave?"

"Yeah,"

"How come?" I asked, seeing if she would tell me why she'd upset him. But, she didn't.

"I'm not sure," She replied, even though I knew that she knew why he left. I thought I should go after him. I stood up, grabbed my coat and went after him. I looked both ways down the road. He'd began walking to the right so I followed him. I began to jog so that I could catch up with him but it hurt too much so I had to stop.

"Zayn!" I shouted. He turned around and saw me. His eyes widened. He turned back around and began to run. I knew it would hurt but I ran after him. I turned the corner and he was sitting on the floor with his head in his hands. I stopped next to him and stood over him. "Did you think I was going to give up that easily?" I said slightly chuckling.

"No, but it was worth the shot," he mumbled. I sat down next to him holding my side as it was really hurting now.

"Why did you run out?" I asked, hoping he would tell me what Emily had done.

"It doesn't matter," he answered, finally looking at me.

"You sure?"

"Mmhmm," he replied.

"Ok, but 'mmhmm' doesn't explain why you just ran away from me and it also doesn't explain why you stormed out of the house," I said, hoping he would cave in soon and that we could go home because my side was hurting even more.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded, biting my lip, trying to make it hurt less. "You don't look it," he added.

"Wow Zayn, that's a good way to impress a girl. Tell her that she looks a mess, that'll get you far," I replied joking. He took it seriously and returned to looking at the ground again. "I was joking Zayn, sorry," I apologized. He gave me a half-smile.

I stood up. "I think we should get back to the house before people think you've gone missing again." I said, laughing. He stood up too and we started walking back to the house.

Zayn's POV

We were walking back and Maisie had her arm hooked on to mine. We hadn't been walking for long and she just stopped. She grabbed her side and almost screamed in pain.

"Maisie?" I said starting to worry. I helped her stay on her feet.

"I'm okay, let's just get home," she said. I could see that she was obviously in a lot of pain.

"You're obviously not okay but we definately need to get you back." I said. I helped her stumble home and as soon as we were in I shouted Emily. I helped Maisie into the living room and she sat on the sofa. Emily came in quickly.

"What's wrong? What's happened?" She said running to Maisie because she was holding her side and you could see the pain on her face. "What did you do Zayn?" She said looking at me as if it was my fault, which it kind of was. If I hadn't of left, she wouldn't of hurt herself. I don't know why I can't do anything right.

"She came after me, is she going to be okay?" I asked. Emily just shook her head at me in disgrace and went back to Maisie. I was worried.

"It looks like we might have to take you back to the hospital, you've pulled your stitches out." She informed Maisie. She sighed at this, after all she did hate hospitals.

Emily shouted Niall to tell him we were taking Maisie back to the hospital. He rushed downstairs. "What's going on?" He asked, helping Maisie into the car.

"Ask that idiot," Emily replied pointing to me as well as helping Maisie into the car too. Niall looked at me confused. I gave him a 'I'll-explain-later-look' and got into the car myself and drove to the hospital.

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