Never Imagined~One Direction

16. Trust

We eat lunch at a small place that's not too crowded, Zayn says it's one of his favorite places, and I have to admit it became one of mine too.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"Nothing's wrong." I lie, giving him a small smile.

"Come on, I can tell there's something wrong."

"Laela figured out I gave you my number last night after I came home, and now she's really mad at me."

"Oh...wait, that was her?!"

"Heh, yeah that was her....yesterday was the first time we actually had a fight, it was horrible."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, you had nothing to do with this, it was my fault, I should've told her from the beginning."

"Everyone makes mistakes." he says the sentence I said to him at the coffee shop the other day.

I smile widely at him,"And I sure did learn my lesson."

***

"So, how was lunch?" Ollie casually asks as I collect my things to go home.

"It was good."

He raises his eyebrows and nods.

"What's the bloke like anyway?"

"I don't know, he's a nice guy, a little shy, oh and he has a great voice by the way."

"No, really?" he says sarcastically, acting 'surprised'.

I laugh, "Don't ask me questions like that, I'm bad at describing boys."

He laughs along. "What are you laughing about?" Macy approaches us.

"Hey, Mace."

"Oliver I've told you a billion times not to call me that."

"I know, but annoying you is fun." he replies.

Macy rolls her eyes, "So Diana, a little birdie told me you had lunch with a guy." she says, smiling mischievously and wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh sweet chocolate, I'm outta here." I dash for the doors where Laela is waiting for me. Wow I can't believe she actually waited.

"Come on let's go." she says, and abruptly starts to walk quickly.

"Are you still mad?" I ask, catching up with her.

"I'm going to Ariana's place for a report we have to do, so you might wanna order some food." she states, completely ignoring my question.

"Whatever, just please don't be mad." I beg, but she doesn't answer. She knows that pisses me off.

"Fine, it doesn't matter anyway cause I'm going to hang out with Zayn today."

"What?!" she exclaims, stopping to face me, turning red from anger.

"You heard me." I reply, walking past her.

"Fine, I don't fucking care!" she turns on her heels, walking in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going?!" I shout.

"To Ariana's house, don't wait for me!" she yells back angrily, getting into a cab.

What have I done?

***

I wear something comfortable; a black and white sweater with black leggings and a maroon colored scarf, maroon toms and a feather necklace. (pic at the side or beginning of chapter). Zayn said he would pick me up at four so I have thirty minutes left. I go to the kitchen to make a Nutella sandwich but there's no more left, just my luck.