He's Your Cousin?! {A 5SOS and 1D fanfiction}

Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

Christen's POV

I sighed and rubbed my hand on my face.

"Well isn't that just great." I signed and picked up my paint brush.

I grabbed the bucket of black paint and walked over to my wall. I sat down and crossed my legs. I carefully dipped the tip of the paint brush in the paint and started the out line of the tree.

"Uh, excuse me? What are you doing?" Zayn asked.

"What does it look like?" I shot back. "I'm painting, if you couldn't tell"

I could imagine Zayn rolling his eyes. "What I meant was, what are we going to do about the door."

"We are going to leave it. Someone with come and find us here, soon enough." I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"What the hell do you mean? I don't know about you, but I wouldn't like being trapped with you."

I scoffed. "Believe me, I'm not enjoying being in here with you. On the other hand, that isn't going to stop me from finishing what I was doing."

Zayn sighed. "You are annoying as hell, you know that? You think that you are all bad ass and better then everyone else, but you aren't."

I stopped paint and closed my eyes, trying to stop my self from exploding. "You know what? You don't know anything about me. And news flash, you're annoying and hell, too." I gave him a sarcastic smile, over my shoulder. "So screw you."

"Wouldn't you love too." Zayn mumbled, but it was loud enough for me to hear.

I stood up. "Excuse me?"

"Nothing." He said, as I walked towards him.

"Keep your fūcking mouth shut." I hissed. "I don't want to be near you, or with you. Much less trapped in the same room with you. But the thought of having that kind of contact with you, makes me throw up in my mouth -repeatedly. And claw out my eyes with a spoon. In no way do I feel like that. So back the fućk off."

"Why do you act so tough all the time?" Zayn asked, mostly to him self. He titled his head to the side, as if it would help him figure me out easier.

We were standing about 2 feet away from each other right now. If it was my choice, I wouldn't be within a 5 block radius. But Zayn stepped closer towards me, decreasing the space even with the slightest movements. I was tempted to step back, with every two he made, but I didn't want it so seem as if intimated me. Because that, for a fact, he didn't.

"You act as if you are this girl, with no feelings. No emotion. Unless it comes to you best friend Kate. Or her cousin Niall. Or Kate's brothers. But even then, you could be so blank." Zayn continued.

I kept my mouth shut. Not because I didn't know what to say -because believe me, I have a lot of things in mind right now- but because I knew what would happen. My anger would get the best of me and I would spill something or everything. And that was something I would never do.