How Can You Love Me?

Chapter twenty- two

"Are you angry?" My voice is weak and small.

"No," he sighs. "I'm guilty," he whispers hardly audible, but I catch it. I hear him admit it.

"Guilty? What for?" I ask timidly.

He looks at me over his shoulder at me. His eyes hold something. Something different, they are darker, sadder. You can tell he's deffinatly guilty of something. He looks away then says it.

"For my families death."

There it is, the drama that was bound to happen.

What? I thought Luke- Zayn doesn't turn around. He just stands there still eerily calm.

"Ok, we can talk about that later, let's just go back in there," I say quietly. He nods.

We enter the room and my mum immediatly begins her apologies not knowing and all that.

"I'm sorry for my out burst. You see my father left me, and my mother and sisters died in some freak car accident," he lies. I nod along as he holds my hand.

"Oh my," my mum gasps. Follwoing shocked expressions by my family.

It's quiet after that. The rest of the day goes along smoothly and comfortably. With a light-hearted talks and conversation. Soon as the night of Christmas comes to an end. Zayn, Jason, Indi, and I are all watching Santa Clause 3 the escape clause. With Tim Allen in it. I'm cuddled up in Zayn's cold arms on the love seat while Jason and Indi took the couch over snuggling with a blanket.

I want a blanket.

My dad waves bye to us, kissing me on my forehead and then Jason and Indi. Mum put Evie to sleep a long time ago. She fell asleep during The Polar Express. After dad leaves mum comes down handing me and Zayn a blanket which I drape  over us. Zayn's shirtless and in sweats now, that hang loosely around his hips showing of his V. Glad hes comfortable around my family. Meanwhile, I stole his jumper and put on shorts. Indi is in a pair of Jason's sweats and shirts. Jason is shirtless and wearing basketball shorts.

I giggle at the part where Lucy hugs jackfrost and he turns all tropical. Zayn's hand traces my  circles on my thigh.

"Your hugs are like Lucy's," Zayn whispers kissing my temple. "You warm me up." I smile kissing my temple. I snake my arms around his torso hugging him burying my face into his bare tattooed chest.

Fianlly the movie ends.

"I wanna watch Elf," I say as Jason gets up. He rolls his eyes.

"No we are watching  How The Grinch Stole Christmas!" Jason says.

"No," I whine sitting up. Zayn arms still securly wrapped around my waist.

"Yes," he says.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Fine Jason have your way!" I cave. He smiles in triumph. I roll my eyes snuggling back with Zayn.

"It's ok, baby girl. You can get your way later," I can hear the smirk in his whisper. I smack his chest.

The movie starts. I absentmindenly trace his lip with the wings tattoo on his collar bone. I've seen this movie one to many times, but it's so funny Jim Carrey is a funny man. Zayn chuckles here and there.

Zayn keeps stealing kisses and that sort. I do feel tired. My eyes feeling heavy I shift my weight closing my eyes.

"Do you wanna go to bed?" He asks. I nod. Next thing I know he's picking me up bridal styles. Wishing my brother and sister-in-law goodnight.