YOU 2 [Charli D'Amelio]

Chapter 176.

I'm so sorry that he pushed you like that." Zayn tells me as I swipe the warm cloth across his busted cheek.

The skin is cut open and just won't stop bleeding.

"No, it's not your fault. I'm sorry you keep getting drag into this." I sigh and dip the cloth back into his sink.

He had offered to take me back to Liam's instead of fulfilling our previous plan of seeing a movie but I didn't want to go back to Liam's. I didn't want Max to show up there and cause a scene because no one would be there to keep her away from me. She's probably there destroying their entire house right now.

God I hope not.

"It's cool. I know how she is, I'm just glad she didn't hurt you. Well, worse than ahe did." He sighs.

"I'm going to apply pressure to this so it may hurt." I warn him.

"Okay." He says and closes his eyes as I press the cloth to his skin and apply as much pressure as I can.

The cut is deep, it looks like it may scar even. I hope not, Zayn's face is too perfect to hold a scar like this and I certainly don't want to be the cause of it.

"Done." I say and he smiles despite the fact that his mouth is swollen as well.

Why am I always cleaning up wounds?

"Thank you." He smiles again as I rinse off the blood stained towel.

"I'll send you a bill." I tease.

"Are you sure you're okay though? You hit the ground pretty hard."

"Yeah, I'm a little sore but I'm fine." I tell him.

The events from tonight took a drastic turn for the worst when Max followed me outside. I had a feeling she wasn't too hurt by me leaving her but I thought she would be more effected than she was. She said she was busy and that's why she hadn't called me. Even though I thought she wouldn't care as much as I did, I thought she loved me enough to care a little.

She was acting as if nothing had even happened, as if we were friends having a causal conversation until she saw Zayn and lost it. If anything I thought seeing Trevor would anger her and she would try to start a fight in front of everyone but she couldn't care less, until she saw Zayn and she lost it.

At least Zayn didn't push me to the ground. Regardless of how brokenhearted I am I know Max wouldn't hurt me purposely but this is the second time something like this happened. The first time I was quick to excuse her behavior. I was the one who convinced her to go to her father's for Christmas and she just couldn't handle it. Tonight was her fault, she shouldn't have even been there.

"Are you hungry?" Zayn asks me as we walk out of his small bathroom and into the living room.

"No, I already ate at the party." I tell him, my voice is still hoarse from the excessive amount of sobbing on the way to Zayn's apartment.

"Okay, we don't have much anyway but I could order you something if you want, so just let me know if you change your mind."

"Thank you." Zayn is always so incredibly sweet to me.

"My roommate will be here in a little while but he won't bother you, he'll probably crash as soon as he gets in." He tells me.

"I really am sorry that this keeps happening."

"Don't apologize, like I said I'm just glad I was there for you. He seemed pretty angry when I got there."

"We were already fighting, go figure." I take a seat on the couch and wince.