One in a Million

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Kendra's POV

"What did you hear?" Zayn asked me, pulling on his clothes. I began to throw mine over my head also.

I'm not really sure what I even heard but I heard something. I was surprised he didn't. "I don't know!" I sprang up from the bed, pulling up my pants and buttoning them.

"Don't go out yet!" He whispered, pointing to the door. He had his head stuck in his shirt, in a rush.

I was shaking. I know what I heard was not normal..

"O-okay," I stuttered back, frightened for life. He shot up from the bed, fully dressed and grabbed my hand.

"Do you have anything up here, like a weapon?" He asked in a hurry.

"No?" I shot back. Who did he think I was.

"Well stay here then," he kissed my forehead.

"No!" I screamed. I wouldn't let Zayn go while I stay up here alone.

Boom boom boom, Zayn and I froze at the same time. We could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I looked at my hands, they were shaking uncontrollably.

"It'll be okay," he said calmly, pushing me into the closet. I shut the door fast but quietly. What if it was a murderer? I doubt it was my parents because they would of already called out my name, asking if I was home. Something didn't feel right about this.

I began to whimper a bit, Zayn tried to comfort me by pulling me close to his warm body. It helped but not a lot, I wondered if he could feel my heart pounding in my chest. My cancer filled chest.

"Kendra! Come out! I know you're here!" A voice broke through my fears. It wasn't anything to worry about, it was just boy who I considered a joke. Taylor.

I stormed out of the closet, "leave!" I hollered at him loudly, hurting my throat as I screamed. Zayn walked out too, standing next to me. They both fixed their eyes on each other, with surprised expressions.

"Taylor?" Zayn let out a loud gasp.

"Zayn? What are you doing here?" Taylor studied him from head to toe.

"What am I missing?" I asked in shock. How could they possibly know each other?

They both ignored my question. "I went looking for her," Zayn gestured to me, "what are you doing here?"

"I live here!" Taylor screamed back in delight.

"What's going on?" I yelled, getting mad that no one answered my question.

"Him and I were best friends before One Direction became big," Zayn finally replied.

Friends? How could Zayn possibly be friends with him? "Then he stopped talking to me," Taylor added.

"I tried looking for you bro but your family told me you moved," Zayn said.

This was blowing my mind, I hated Taylor! After all he said to me about how I was lying about my cancer and now he knows Zayn? Unbelievable.

"Yeah, I couldn't stand London without you," Taylor looked at the ground with saddened eyes. Zayn walked up to him and gave him a tight hug. Something didn't feel right about this, it all seemed like an act. Not on Zayn's part though, only on Taylor's.

"How do you two know each other?" Zayn asked, interested in knowing.

"I met him at the airport, on my way home," I looked at Taylor for a split second and then turned my attention back to Zayn.

"Yeah, we rode on the plane together and stuff," I could tell Taylor was looking at me from the corner of my eye. I nodded, agreeing with his statement.

"Oh," Zayn gave me a disappointed expression.

"Wait, Taylor why would you just walk in my house?" I asked him, it was rude. And he must of broke something because I heard a loud smash.

"I really needed to talk to you.." He looked at the ground.

"Why was there a loud smash?" I shot back.

"Your dog knocked a glass off the table, I picked up the shattered pieces though and I came through the front door. I knocked like 8 times but no one came down and I saw your lights on up here so I came in," he seemed embarrassed.

"Okay," I said uneasily.

"I'm really sorry about the other night," Taylor had a sympathetic look on his face.

"I just don't know why you wouldn't believe me," I snapped back, sounding annoyed. No one would lie about having cancer.

"What happened?" Zayn piped in and asked.

"I told him about how I had cancer and he made a joke about it," I snapped back.

"I'm sorry, I was being stupid," he did seen sorry but I barely ever forgive people.

"Okay," I shook my head, focusing on Zayn.

"Did anything happen between yous?" Zayn was really in the question mood.

"Not really.." I replied.

"Yeah," Taylor answered. I shot him an angry glance, nothing barely happened! We kissed and that was it.

"Like what?" Zayn's voice cracked a bit.

"We kissed! That was it!" I yelled, defending myself before Taylor would say something worse.

"Yeah that's it," Taylor agreed. Maybe he just didn't want to lie to Zayn? I don't know anymore, I was so confused.

"Oh okay well that's fine, thanks for telling me guys," Zayn gave us both a weak smile. I could just feel his heart snap, I didn't want to hurt him.

Zayn's phone started to ring, "excuse me," he said as he answered the call. I turned my attention away from him and focused on Taylor.

"What a one in a million chance.." I breathed out.

"Right?" He said with a laugh.

"I can't believe yous know each other!" I said loudly. Seriously, what were the chances?

"I can't believe you got into the middle of it, the love triangle," he let out a small laugh.

"What do you mean, love triangle?" I asked him.

"Eh, never mind," he pretended to be interested in his fingernails.

"Paul wants me to come back to the hotel now, any one yous want to come?" Zayn joined back into the conversation.

I wanted to but I knew I couldn't, my parents would be home soon probably, I'd get caught.

"I can't," I said with a disappointed tone.

"I can! Ill drive you if you want, we can catch up on our friendship," Taylor answered. Great another chance to find out more about a Taylor and I.

"Sure, that'd be great. Well we better get going, ill set up the concert!" Zayn came over and kissed me on the lips.

"Okay," I said softly. I didn't want Zayn to leave.

"Can I come over tomorrow?" He asked, kissing my forehead.

"Yeah, please come," I whispered.

"Okay baby, I love you.." He kissed me again and then gave me a tight hug.

"I love you," I breathed out, embracing his warmth.

"Bye Kendra!" Taylor said with a smile on his face.

"Bye!" I waved, Zayn and I fell apart.

"See you tomorrow love," Zayn said as he walked out of the doorway, blowing me a kiss.

I fell onto my bed, letting everything that just happened sink in. I guess I have to forgive Taylor for his rude actions, it would probably be the best thing to do.

I crawled over to the pillows and could smell Zayn's cologne linger on the sheets. I missed him already.