Cold Comfort »Z.M.« ✔️

54."Promise me you'll never let me go."

*Kayla's POV*

"I love you too, Zaynie." I whisper back looking in his eyes. There is something in his eyes that I can't read. Something scary that I wouldn't probably even want to know. "Where were you?" I ask. He lets me go, takes my hand and leads me back in the house.

"I was with my gang members. Some things canceled so I'm back home." he answers. I hum. At least he's home, with me. I look at Rodger who looks exhausted.

"What's up, Rodg?" I ask worrying about both of them. They probably know much more than I do and it's driving me crazy.

"Kay, I've decided one thing." he begins the conversation. Zayn looks at him super fast.

"Now, is it because I began the conversation about the money?" Zayn groans. Rodger shakes his head. Zayn squints his eyes, but then looks at me, lets my hand go. "You two talk, but if anything, I'll be in the living room." he says and goes away. What?

"Come." Rodger says and basically pushes me in the kitchen, "It's about us." he adds making me sit down. I look at him confused. He now looks cold against me.

"What's happening?" I ask fearing the answer. He tilts his head.

"It was all about money. Now that boss is dead I don't need to act anymore. I think it'll be better if you were together only with Zayn. You two will get married and be happy. I am not gonna be the one to ruin you relationship, I don't want that. I know Zayn would do anything for you and I wouldn't so just... Stick with him. I never really loved you." he says it all as if it was so easy... Easy for him. But it's killing me. I fell for him just to find out it was all because of money? I stand up and get out of the kitchen. Go to the livingroom. With tears in my eyes I collapse next to Zayn and cuddle up to him. He doesn't ask anything, he just holds me.

"Did you know it?" I quietly ask, "Did you know and let him hurt me like that?" I continue questioning him. He squeezes me a little bit tighter.

"I didn't. I wouldn't let anyone hurt you. Never." he answers. I let tears stream down my face. How could I be so stupid?

"I'm sorry, Zaynie." I quietly apologise, "I'm sorry I ever let him in our relationship, you were always the one and will be. No one will change that." I cry out. He kisses the top of my head.

"Just so you know... You've always been my number one. I've always put you first." he mumbles. I hope he won't let me down, I trust him... And I trust Rodger, but he let me down. Zaynie couldn't, I'd die if he did.

"Promise me you'll never let me go." I make him promise.

"I promise to you and myself that I will never do that." he whispers next to my ear. That sends chills down my spine. All I can say is "thank you". He says nothing, just holds me. For a while I just let myself cry, but then I get calmer as I fall asleep slowly. He's here and he's not leaving me alone.

*Zayn's POV*

   It hurts me to see her like this. I just hold her and hope she'll get over whatever Rodg told her. After a while he comes in the room. He's sad, I can see that.

"What'd you tell her?" I whisper.

"I just told her it was all about money, it's the easiest way to let her down without any complications." he whispers back. I nod.

"Thanks." I sigh, "She'll get over it, I'll make sure she does." I bite my lower lip, hoping she would. He nods. I look down at her. Now she's cuddled up to me in my lap, tightly holding me.

"I trust you, Zayn." he mumbles. I sigh. "I'll go to see Cheryl. Talk with her." he says and leaves before I could insist. I close my eyes and let myself fall asleep while holding Kay in my arms.

*Kayla's POV*

   When I wake up Zayn is sleeping. He must've fallen asleep while he holding me. And where is Rodger? Where'd he go? Back home? I hope so. I get up and go to the kitchen. Put the kettle on. I feel bad about all of this. I love Zayn and I hope he doesn't think I don't love him back. He's always been number one, but I believed I could have them both. But in reality no one has two or more, it's always that one person who manages to get closest to you.

   I'm daydreaming or something when I feel Zayn wrap his arms around my waist. He says nothing, just hugs me. I make myself some tea.

"Zayn, please tell me all about your life." I finally bring myself up to ask it. Seems like he froze for some seconds. I turned around and look in his eyes. He wasn't expecting me to ask so that's why he probably can't answer now.

"Kay, that's gonna be long... How about tomorrow?" he asks, probably hoping to get away with it. I shake my head making myself pretty clear that I am not giving up on this. He should know I won't leave him because of his past and clearly that seems to be the problem now.

"We have all night. I'm up to listen everything. And I promise there's nothing that would change anything that's between us." I frown knowing well that there will be something painful. He sighs and slowly nods.

"Right, I've heard that many times." he mumbles, "But fine, I will tell you. Come upstairs when you're done with your tea." he says and places a kiss on my forehead. I smile a bit, but then he leaves. I slowly drink my hot tea thinking about why and what he is so scared of.

   When I am done with my tea I walk upstairs. In our room. He looks more stressed than ever. When he looks at me I try to give him the most comforting look I could get out of myself. He sits on the bed and bites his lower lip.

"Kay, your parents aren't dead, instead they think that you are dead." he tells me. Wait... What? I feel like I am about to black out, but I'm not going to. "And I've known it since the beginning, that's why I didn't give you drugs. I didn't want you to go anywhere so I lied to Liam. I got fake phone calls, text messages to prove him your parents didn't want you so he got his family to keep you." he sighs, "I know it's not about my life, but you had to know it before I start about myself." he says as a tear runs down his face. I don't know whether to be happy or not... I still have my parents who think I am dead... I want to meet them, I want them to see I'm okay.