Canvas - Z.M

Chapter 19

"For a dreamer, lights the only time of day." - Guess who(;

"Woah, these are actually pretty good!" Liam gapes at me and I smirk before flicking my gaze at Eleanor who just won't stop giving me that look.

"I told you they're good." Eleanor says as she takes a bite from her brownie.

I fold my arms and leans against the doorway. "Are you positive Zayn is coming early?" I question, cutting the conversation.

Eleanor places her brownie back down her plate before brushing off the crumbs.

"Yeah, Management wasn't too happy. Zayn told a lie and said that one of his family members had passed away." Eleanor explains. "Louis said he's trying to get the first flight available."

I smirk and shake my head. "I can either toy around with him, or never see him. since he doesn't know that this is my new apartment now."

"Wait are we talking about Zayn your ex?" Liam questions confused. "Is he nice, or just a down right dick?"

Eleanor scowls as she aggresively munches on her brownie. "He's a dick!"

I bite my lip before finally deciding to join them at the bar. "I really like my new apartment. Thank you guys for helping me."

Eleanor smiles. "No problem girl, now you can throw awesome parties with your prostitute friends." She jokes.

I laugh timidly.

"Did you hear the shitty rumours?" Eleanor questions Liam.

Liam shakes his head. He's must be really enjoying these brownies because he's really quiet.

"There's false rumours going around that Lorena was a prostitute. So stupid." Eleanor shakes her head.

I smile nervously. Play it cool Lorena.

"Yeah, I hate the media." I scowl dryly as Eleanor nods her head in agreement.

Liam frowns.. "Why would they accuse you of being a prostitute?"

Eleanor rolls her eyes. "It's the media, they'd make up anything to get views or reads."

"Yeah." I murmur quietly.

"She wasn't a prostitute." Eleanor confirms to Liam.

I swallow as Liam looks at me.

"If you were, I wouldn't care. I met a prostitute once. Her name was Skylar. She was actually quite cool." Liam smiles.

Eleanor laughs. "That's so weird, Lorena has a friend called Skylar."

My eyes widen as I look down at the batch of brownies I made. Oh fuck.

"Oh, that's weird." Liam laughs before looking at me confused. He shakes his head soon after before taking a bite of his third piece of brownie.

I stand suddenly and I pull my phone out to get myself out of this conversation. "I'm going to call Zayn."

Eleanor frowns. "Why?"

"I want to try and stop him from coming. He has fans that would want to see him." I shrug before walking out onto the veranda.

Shutting the door, I lean against the railing as I press the call button next to Zayns name.

Sighing to myself, Zayn answers almost straight away and I frown.

"Lorena?"

"Zayn. What are you doing?" I ask morbidly.

"I'm coming home." Zayn replies sternly.