Chapter thirty-seven

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Alice eyes widen when I am leaning on the door,"Why haven't you called me?" she asked concerned.

"I'm fine." I assure her, waving her off."And I need to get my blood rushing since I've been laying for more than two days." I explain feeling all of their eyes on me. She hummed and helped me accommodate myself on the couch.

Later we have dinner and I devour my food in minutes.

Harry, Louis, Alice and I have been immersed with normal conversation and jokes, which felt nice but I wasn't used to this, ever since I'm here they kept conversation at its minimum, maybe it is because Alice is here.

Then I feel something thrown at me and I see a piece of bread falling on my lap, looking up where Niall hides a smirk, he is sitting in front of me, I laughed a bit before rolling my eyes at him.

"Olivia?" his velvet voice demanded for my attention. What does he want now? It wasn't enough that I had to sit next to him now he wants to force me to talk with him.

Unfortunately for him I'm not scared anymore, so I ignore him, knowing well enough that he is burning for me to turn to him since I can feel his stare on me, while taking the small piece of bread and throwing it back at Niall who caught it with his mouth winking at me, I shake my head amused.

A plate is slammed on the table silencing us , I flinched and with my heart in my throat I look at Zayn who was on his feet, gazing down at me with a glare, a clenched jaw leaning on his palms, all I could focus on is the dark look in his big orbs. As I continue to hold the eye contact he walks away abruptly leaving the broken plate there.

I have a feeling that's all he does, run away but maybe that is his way of not snapping.

"Well done curly birdie." Liam sarcastically said and scowled before standing up as well diverting his eyes around us."All of you in the basement. Alice don't go anywhere out today." Liam ordered before they walk away. Harry ruffling my hair and I groan. He knows by now that I hate to have my hair touched.

"He was only jealous." Alice told me softly but rolled his eyes. I knew she was talking about Zayn.

"I don't think that's what it was. It is more that he doesn't hold the same authority towards me anymore."

"In other words you're not afraid of him because he can't hurt you after everything.." Alice finished while nodding her head."But the way he looked at you and Niall with angry eyes while you ignored him is not something you should over look, Liv." she teased. Shrugging I take a sip of my water. I don't care what he thinks or feels.

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When Alice and I want to walk back to my room while we're standing now at the hall after she finished cleaning the dishes, she didn't let me help her, they come back from the basement all wearing only black track shorts, sweaty and out of breath. It looked like they worked out.

Alice strides next to Liam and he whispers something to her. She nods. I guess she's going with him, it is late in the evening we all had slept until afternoon but that doesn't mean we weren't exhausted. They had spent quite some days with me in that hospital, of course they're tired.

"I just want to help Liv go upstairs." she told him but he tugged her hand,"Zayn will." he grumbled while quickly walking up the stairs and she turns to me with a sorry smile, I nod in turn, not being mad at all.

Once the others walk away too talking loudly, I notice Zayn who is drinking water from a plastic bottle watching me back, gulping fast his adam's apple bopping up and down. His black shorts were hanging as always too low with no briefs under that's why his very defined v-lines were on show and snuck down those knee length shorts, a long thin silver necklace that had two rings on it was in the middle of his tattooed chest I've never seen it on him before, his muscles strain his toned chest because it was heaving up rapidly from quick breaths he took, skin glistening with sweat covering his abs too.

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