Dark Lust (Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter seventeen

It's been two weeks since I've seen, Zayn.

Running into him like that was so weird. Now he's got me all confused.

I haven't really been myself since than, I come out of my room.

I don't talk to Liam, and I haven't talked to Louis since that night either.

Izzy has been trying to get me to come out and talk to her, but I don't want her to think little of me if I tell her how I'm feeling about the whole situation.

I know she's my best friend, and I can trust her with anything, but I just don't want to be judged.

I've been getting barely any sleep the last week, because all the questions that are running through my head.

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I look around my room, and see garbage all over my floor.

Water bottles, pop cans, food wrappers. Wow, I'm a slob, but I don't care enough to get up, and clean it.

I grab a handful of popcorn, and shove it in my face.

Watching a sappy love movie, yeah, that's all I need.

As I'm about to put another handful of popcorn in my mouth a loud banging on my door makes me jump, and spill it all over.

The loud banging happens again.

"What?!" I yell tiredly.

"Vaeh, open this damn door right now!" Izzy yells on the other side of the door.

"Just leave me alone, Izzy." I grumble.

"No, you haven't left your room in two weeks. I'm sure it's a mess, and I'm sure you haven't bathed, and probably stink," she scolds me through the door.

"I wanna be left alone," I mumble loud enough for her to hear.

"You've had two weeks to be alone. Please, just talk to me. I want to know what's wrong. You were just fine the night we had our movie night."

"Ughhh, I can't tell you! I don't want you to think badly of me." I yell back, with my lip trembling.

"Vaeh, we're best friends, we tell each other everything. Why would I think badly of you?" Izzy asks hurt in her voice.

"I don't know what to do anymore, Iz." I whisper.

"Please, just open the door." She asks softly.

I get up off my bed with my fuzzy blanket wrapped around me, and unlock the door.

I then go, and sit on my bed again.

Izzy, opens the door, and cautiously steps into my room.

Her eyes immediately hit the floor, and then come up, and meet my eyes.

She runs over to my bed, and grabs me and hugs me tight.

I'm shocked at first, but then relax into her arms.

After a while she pulled away.

"You look like you could've used one of those."

"Thanks," I whisper looking down at my hands.

"What's got you all hurt?" Izzy asked softly.

"I don't know if I have feelings for, Louis anymore."

I look at Izzy really quickly to see an understanding look on her face.

"Zayn?" She asked.

"It just didn't feel right with Louis that night after we got back home. I felt bad for even kissing him. I can't stay in a relationship if I don't feel anything for him. I just don't want to hurt him. We've been dating for such a long time, an I just would feel like shit breaking up with him after he's givin me so much." I tell her with a sigh.

"Vaeh, do whatever your heart is telling you. I won't judge you for picking. I will fully support your choice." Izzy tells me as she rubs my back.

"I just don't want Louis to hate me. He's put so much into this relationship, and I feel like a bitch for making this decision so sudden." I tell her with a sigh.

"He'll get over it. But before you do decide you should probably see Zayn again, and see if its what you want. Don't make any sudden decisions before you know what you want."

"I would, but I didn't get his number, and I don't even know where to begin to look for him."

"Well, look and see if he's got a Facebook." She tells me with a laugh.

"Your right, if Louis comes over will you tell him I'm asleep?" I ask her tiredly.

"Yeah, you should take a nap tho. You look like shit." Izzy tell me with a nudge.

"Gee, thanks. Your always so sweet when it comes to me!" I tell her with fake enthusiasm.

"Alright, well if you need anything I'll be downstairs." She says as she gives me a hug, and goes to the door.

After Izzy leaves my bedroom I grab my laptop and go on Facebook to see if I can find Zayn.

Once I find his Facebook I hit the message button, and start typing to him.

After I send it I scroll through my feed to see if anything new has been going on with the people I'm friends with.

Ping

I looked up to see I had a message notification.

I clicked on it and seen that Zayn had wrote back to me.

'Hey, love.'

'Zayn, I would have texted you, but I didn't have your cell number.' I quickly type back

'Yeah, I thought about that after you bought your things and left.'

'Listen, I need to talk to you.'

'About what?'

'Us.'

'Where do you wanna meet?'

'Well, Izzy's going to Liam's in an hour, if you want you can come here, and we can talk.'

'Sounds like a plan, love. See you in an hour.'

I can't help but smile because he kept calling me love the whole time we were messaging each other.

Shit

I need to take a shower, and clean my room!

I quickly get up, and grab all the trash on my floor, and throw it in my little can next to my bed.

After I straighten up my room, I quickly go to my dresser, and grab a pair of panties, and a bra.

I run into the bathroom, and hop in the shower, and do all of my business.

After I'm done with my shower I walk out of my bathroom and go to my closet.

I pick out a pair of skinny jeans, a white v neck, and a black fitted sweater.

I quickly brush makeup on my face, and flip my hair to make it look wavy.

I run downstairs to see Izzy left already.

I walk over to the couch, and sit on it flipping through channels on the tv.

As I sit and wait, I end up falling asleep to the sound of the tv playing.

A.N. I get it, I'm an asshole for not updating any of my stories for a long time, but I updated now, and I really hope you guys like it!!!