Chapter Ten

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Kendall

The tension that filled the air was almost unbearable, even my body was tense. It was almost crackling that's how bad it was. Zayn had been brutally honest when I'd gotten to his flat. Before I could even set foot past the door mat he'd told me I wasn't welcome there. Though I couldn't deny that I didn't respect him for it.

"So Zayn I see you're dating a women from Little Mix, goes by Perrie? How would you describe your relationship so far?" I asked in a monotonous tone, my voice lacking any real emotion.

He stared at me for a moment. His blank stare not giving away any real emotion. For a moment I thought he wasn't going to answer, like he'd done for some of the more personal questions. Either that or he was going to give me a four worded answer. That I knew was only to just piss me off.

"It's great. We're great."

I rolled my eyes."Zayn you can't keep giving me these four word answers." I say, while glancing down at the barely full page."How do you expect me to write anything?"

"That's not my problem."

A long frustrated sigh left me,"Look Zayn, I know you hate me-"

"I don't hate you. Then again I don't like you either." He cut me off, voice still void of any emotion.

"You don't even know me."

He nodded,"Maybe that's true, but I know enough. I know that you played Louis then let him leave without so much as a fucking goodbye snogging." Zayn crossed his arms over his chest while narrowing his eyes.

The grip on my pencil tightened, I wanted to punch him. Though I breathe in deep then exhaled a long breath. Just like I was taught to do when something or someone made me angry."Zayn you don't even know my side of the story."

He didn't know what I did to get to Louis. No he only knew Louis's side of the story. He'd only had to go through Louis's emotional struggles. Not once did he have to sit through any of mine. Maybe if I'd told him my side he'd be more willing to be sympathetic.

"To be honest as of right now, your side doesn't matter to me."

The pencil snapped all that could be heard was the sound of my teeth grinding against each other. An overwhelming urge to strike out and hit him was almost consuming me. Even though the rational side of me was telling me that he had the right to be angry with me. Though I still wanted to hit him.

Instead I stood up the broken pencil still in my hand. Without so much as uttering a word to him, I walked towards his balcony. I could have lashed out at him in so many ways, but chose the mature way. If I didn't get my composure now then I'd fail when Louis confronted me.

A scream left me when I slammed the balcony door shut. Damn, I needed to call someone anyone. Reaching into my pocket I pulled out my phone, then swiped across the screen. My vision had began to blur with unshed tears as I stared down at my contacts debating on who I should call.

Andrew wouldn't do me any good in this situation, because he'd be just as mad or worst even madder. An angry Andrew was never a good thing. Lexi was working at the moment so I didn't want to disturb her. Trent would have wanted to deal with him personally, and I wasn't sure if he could beat Zayn in a fight. Then it hit me who I knew I should call.

I pressed the call button and waited patiently for them to answer.

"Changed your mind about that date?" Levi asked, as he laughed on the other end making a small smile tug at my lips.

"Keep dreaming," I replied, trying to keep my voice from shaking."What are you doing?"

"Nothing," the line fell silent for a moment before he continued to speak."Is something wrong Kendall you sound off? Like somethings bothering you."

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