The Story of Us

Chapter 37

Tia's Pov

I mentally slap myself and feel like a total fool.

I quickly cover myself and get out of bed.

"What's wrong?" Zayn asks sitting up on his elbows

"Zayn, I basically forgave you through sex. This isn't healthy. We aren't even together. I have to go back across the street, before they think something happened to me." I begin to panic as I scurry around to pick up my clothes

"Don't you think you are being a tad pathetic?" Zayn slightly laughs. I feel as his eyes watch me as I quickly try to dress myself.

"No, I shouldn't have done this."

"Tia, stop." Zayn says, and I can see him get out of the bed from the corner of my eye, he quickly puts on his boxers, and makes his way over to me.

I stop right by the door, waiting to hear some story that's supposed to lure me back in.

"Look, we aren't together. But from the phone call, I can tell you obviously want to be with me. We may not have the title, but I would say were are more than friends. And do not regret what we just did," he begins saying and I feel his arm snake around my waist. "You know you enjoyed it." he whispers in my ear giving me chills

"That's not the point!" I jerk away from him, "I have to go. I also promised JC, that i'd be his fake girlfriend tomorrow, and I can't let him down." I say slowly inching away from Zayn.

I've never seen Zayn's facial expression change so quickly. "Who is JC?" He asks not even looking in my direction. His voice is deep, and intimidating, but it doesn't scare me as he had planned.

"Zayn, don't play Mr. Scary boyfriend now. I did this is out of spite of you cheating on me." I say facing him

"Two wrongs don't make a right Tia." He barks

"Here's the difference, I am not really with him, and we aren't together." I smirk as I point at him, and dress myself.

"I'm not letting you leave." He says grabbing my arm.

I scoff at him, "ha, you think you are going to keep me from going? Zayn I thought you knew me better than this." I laugh walking past him, he follows me out into the kitchen. I fill a cup with water and watch Zayn watches me.

"I don't like those people." he says leaning against the counter. He crosses his arms, and blows a piece of hair out of his face.

I roll my eyes, "what did they do to you?"

"Nothing, they are weird, and I don't want you over there. It's already 3:00 in the morning it's pointless." He says beginning to search in a drawer. "Here write them a note, and i'll leave it on their porch, simple." he adds, handing me a piece of paper

"Zayn you cannot be serious." oh but he can, "I will go over there, go to the dinner then i'll come back, plus my stuff is over there anyway." I add

"Yeah, well if you wouldn't have walked out like you did, we wouldn't have this problem. You know I moved over here so you couldn't run away, so we could fix out problems. But no Miss Tia has to be friendly, and befriend everyone. I hate that about you." He says walking over to and wrapping his arms around me.

"Good" I whisper, lightly pushing him away "I should get going." I bite down my lip

"Seriously?" He sounds shocked, but he should no better then thinking that he can control me. I mean I want to stay here, but I can't let JC don't like that. I would feel so bad.

"Yes, i'll text you." I smile

"I'll text you." He mimics, "you're mine for Thanksgiving, I have a surprise for you."