Unconditional

Chapter 8

*yeah see you soon.* he texts back.

I grab my makeup bag and smear cover up on my face. I put a little eyeliner on and some mascara. I already changed to I don't need to worry about that. I pull my hair in a messy bun and push in my gauges. I have 4 holes in total. 2 on each ear.

*im here* he texts.

I run down the stairs while my body was still in pain.

"I will be back later!" I yell to my grandpa as I walk out the door.

"Hey. Lets go walk on the beach." He says pointing to the beach across the street from my house.

"Okay." I smile walking next to him as we walk down to the beach.

"So what's the reason you have been avoiding me?" He smiles walking in front of me taking both of my hands in his.

"I got stabbed." I laugh lifting up my shirt exposing the bandage on my stomach sort of on the side.

"Damn! Are you okay?" He yells.

"Fine."

"Did he do this?"

"No! Don't be stupid."

"What happened?" He holds me.

"Harry left and I was home alone after you left and his ex broke in and stabbed me. I couldn't call 911 and I just laid there." I begin to cry.

"Harry was at the gym?"

"No." I start crying hard.

"What? You told me he was that night." He raises his eyebrows.

"He cheated." I cry into Zayn's inked exposed arms.

I pull away and fall to the ground crying.

"How can you love somebody who hurts you?" He says standing over me with his fists clenched.

"He loves me!" I cry.

"You think he loves you?"

"He does!"

"And how do you know that?"

"He told me!"

"He doesn't know what love is!"

"And you do?"

"Yeah because I have been in love with one girl since I met her. In high school. Her name is Liberty Lynn Evans and she's so wrapped up in someone who hurts her she doesn't realize the guy who wants her is in front of her right now explaining this whole thing to her." He yells looking at me. Wait he just said he loved me.

"You love me?" I ask still crying.

"Yes! Since day one you were all I could think about and seeing you with him killed me and still does. I hate to see you fall in his trap and have him hurt you not only physically but emotionally. He is my best friend but I'm telling you I would never hurt you. I want you to love me the way I love you but you can't until you let go of that motherfucker who beats you."

"Zayn..." I whisper.

"Yeah I know. You don't love me I get it."

"No that's the exact opposite." I say grabbing his face and kissing him.

"Harry tells me he loves me and I'm not gonna lie I love him too but he won't change. He will keep doing the things he does and I can't stand that." I say breaking the kiss.

"What is going to happen after this?" He asks.

"I have no idea. But I can start with something." I smile.

"And that is?"

"Pick me up for school in the morning. Me and Harry are breaking up. I want to take this us thing slow though. We can work this out." I kiss him once more before getting to my feet.

"Okay. And hey Liberty?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you." He smiles and I smile back at him.

I walk up to my house and step inside. I walk up to my room to call Harry.

"Hey babe you okay?" He sounds out of breath.

"Yeah. Can you come over?" I ask him.

"Yeah. Be there in a few minutes." He hangs up.

That was strange. He usually tells me he loves me or can't wait to see me. I change my clothes into my pj's and climb in bed waiting for him to arrive.

*im coming up.* he texts.

I hear him climbing up the stairs.

"Babe what's up?" He says walking into my room and sitting on my bed.

"I think we should break up." I begin to cry.

"Wait what? Who put this in your head?"

"Come on Harry you come up here smelling like perfume and a god awful hickey on your neck. You let me get hurt while you were fucking some slut."

"That was a freak accident."

"No Harry. I'm breaking up with you."

"Please baby we can work this out." He begins to cry. This makes me more attracted to him and it makes me sick.

"No Harry."

"Fuck you! Go fuck Zayn again!" He screams knocking over my bookshelf.

"Real mature." I roll my eyes knowing this is how he would act. He lunges toward me hitting my face. I begin to cry as he does more blows to my already bruising face.

"Get the fuck off of her!" I hear Zayn's voice as he pulls Harry off of me pouncing on top of him throwing blows left and right connecting to Harry's face. I jump up pulling Zayn off of Harry.

"Stop!" I cry.

"This is why isn't it Libby? This is why you broke up with me!" He storms out of my room slamming the door behind him.

"Thank you." I sigh into Zayn's arms.

"It's all over baby. We will be okay." He whispers holding me tighter.

"I don't know what to do." I cry leaving my tears on Zayn's shirt. My nose starts to bleed. I put my hands on my nose and see blood.

"Fuck." I whisper.

"Shit babe here." Zayn says pulling his shirt over his head putting it on my nose holding it there.

"Thank you." I sound nasally.

"Anything." He smiles kissing my forehead.

"Do you want to watch tv or something?" I say handing him the remote with his shirt still on my nose.

"No I want to study you!" He says pulling me under him kissing up and down my neck.

"Your crazy!" I laugh.

"For you." He smiles kissing me once more before falling to the side of me.

"Stay here tonight?" I look over and ask him.

"Yeah." He smiles pulling the blankets over us before I fall fast asleep. There goes taking it slow.