Hand in Hand, Forever... (Sequal to The Art Teacher)

Chapter Sixteen: This could be it...

*Kayla's POV* {3 days later}

"Why do you care? You never listen to me anyways!" Well this is how the last 3 days have been. Just me and Zayn yelling at each other, getting under each others skin and always at each others necks. I honestly don't know what happened, but its happening but it will end up okay... I hope. He doesn't even want to go to Harry and Louis' wedding anymore, which is going to hurt them more than me. Because he was to be taking me to the wedding and now I might have to find someone else to go with.

"I don't care, huh? I was the only one that cared for you! When you were fighting with Harry and Louis, I was the only one there! When your mother showed up out of nowhere, I was the only one there! I let you cry on my shoulder and complain as you please but I never say anything about it because I cared!" I roll my eyes and lean on the door, letting him scream and shout at me. Its not hurting me anymore though, I don't let it.

"Whatever, I'm so done with this conversation." We haven't said one nice thing to each other in the past three days. We haven't told each other that we loved the other one in the past three days. We haven't slept in the same bed in the pass three days. I don't even think that this relationship is going to be steady anymore. As I try to walk away, I feel his hand snake around my wrist pulling me back.

"Where are you going? I'm not done with you. Don't you ever say that I don't care, that I don't do anything for you. I've been there for you more than you think little girl, keep that in mind. I know more about you than you think I do, because I do listen. I'm not that fucking dumb. I'm the only one who fucking cares about your ass. I even bought us this house so don't even start with that I don't care about you." With every word his grip around me got tighter and tighter. I tried to ignore the pain and meet the anger that was in his eyes, but it hurt. There was going to be a mark there. I wimpered at the stinging now in my wrist as he slowly let's go of me. I back up away from him, rubbing my wrist and blinking away the tears. I must not show him that I'm weak. His eyes soften but I'm not taking it, he's pushed me to far.

"Kayla... I'm so-"

"Fuck you Malik! I fucking hate you!" I run down the stair and grab my coat as I run out the door. I start running down the street, finally letting the tears flow out and my sobs get louder. After everything he said I could tell he didn't care anymore. No one ever does. They all just leave me as it is so why do I even try?

I run up to the frontdoor of the fimilar house as I see Gemma's car in the driveway. I pullout the spare key hidden under the doormat and fly in the house. Anne runs out the kitchen and Gemma is now standing on her feet, looking over at me. She finally moves on her feet and wraps her arms around me, holding me tightly. I close my eyes and cry out my heart, that's all I could do. Its hurts so much, to know someone you actually love doesn't love you anymore.

Anne then hugs me, whispering in my ear that its okay. But it actually wasn't. It was never going to be okay. I basically got kicked out the house because he doesn't love me anymore, I know he doesn't. I can't stay with my dad because I don't want him to freak out over this. So no, its not going to be okay, never is it. But I still let her whisper it to me, me calming down some as she does. She pulls away from the embrace and wipes away my tears like a mother would. I smile weakly at her, giving her one more hug and thanking her. I hear footstep run down the stairs and Louis is already hugging me.

I sigh and hug him back, running my hands up and down his back. He pats my hair and nuzzels his head into my neck, saying that he loves me. I smile as I feel my heart flutter inside my chest. This is the people that I keep being strong for. The ones that actually love me and care, doing everything they can for me. Harry slowly walks down and takes my hand, looking at my wrist. He runs it softly but then quickly stops when I wimper. Its still sore.