Copyright ©2014 Ari W.
I laid next to Zayn, inhaling his scent. He smells so great it drives me mad. I exhaled and turned to look at the TV.
“Are you done smelling me?” He asked, smiling.
I blushed and nodded, keeping my gaze on the TV. Zayn’s phone rang and he brought it up to his ear, running his fingers through my hair.
“I’m not busy, busy.” He said.
“No, I told you I’m with her.” He sighed.
“That’s bullshit.” He yelled, startling me.
I gave him a questioning look and he removed his arm, standing up and going into the bedroom. He closed the door softly and I furrowed my eyebrows. We aren’t even together and he feels the need to keep secrets.
I contemplated on whether or not I should go and listen, but I decided to just stay put. I pretended to be somewhat interested in the movie until the door opened, and he came out, dressed in a suit.
“I have a last minute business meeting. I’m sorry. I don’t know when I’ll be back, don’t wait up.” He rushed out, kissing me on my lips then leaving the room in a hurry. The door slammed shut before I could even open my mouth.
“Oh, okay.” I said, shaking my head. I exhaled roughly, turning the television off and stomping into the bedroom.
-
I woke up to find the room empty, and it was weird. Zayn’s bag was gone and so was he. I tried to call him but he declined the call so I just sighed and tossed my phone onto the bed.
I got in the shower and quickly got dressed, hoping that Zayn may have called back.
There was a knock on the hotel door so I ran over to it and quickly yanked the door open. “Ms. King, I am here to escort you back to London.” Max nodded, handing me a card.
“Where’s Zayn?” I asked.
“Mr. Malik had to return to his home. He asked me to give you the envelope.” He explained, pointing to the piece of paper in my hand.
I opened it and read the black cursive letters:
Skylar, I had to leave unexpectedly and I’m sorry. Once you return, we can finish our movie thing. Don’t be upset with me, I’m looking forward to seeing you. –Zayn
I rolled my eyes and crumbled the paper up. Max was watching me intently and I let out a deep breath. “Follow me, Ms. King.” Max gestured, carrying my suitcase.
-
I slept the entire plane ride back to London. There was a car waiting for me, but Zayn wasn’t inside of it.
I called Zayn again but he rejected my call. I don’t understand, did I do something?
Once the car stopped at my apartment, I grabbed my keys and drove straight to Zayn’s. I was thinking of things I was going to say to him because he just left me and didn’t even have the decency to answer my calls.
I parked the car and got out, storming to his door. I knocked repeatedly and got no answer. All of his cars are here so I know he is too.
I started banging again and then the door opened. “Zayn isn’t seeing anyone at the moment.” The lady said with annoyance.
“I guess it’s a good thing I’m not just anyone right.” I rolled my eyes, shoving past her. I headed towards his room, ignoring her screaming behind me.
He had his back towards me and he was staring out the window.
“You shouldn’t be here.” He said.
“Really, that’s the first thing you’re going to say to me.” I scoffed.
“Skylar can we not do this right now.” He sighed.
“You left me, in a hotel room, in France, and you’re asking me not to be upset?” I said, raising my voice.
“Just give me a few days and I’ll explain.”
“No! We aren’t even together and you feel the need to lie to me! How was your fake business meeting?”
“What are you talking about?” He snorted.
“I’m glad you think this is a joke. I’m not stupid, nor am I deaf. I heard you say that you were just going to tell me you had a business meeting. Where were you really?”
“Enough.” He said flatly.
“Are you seeing someone?” I asked.
He stayed silent and it only pissed me off more. “I now understand why you don’t do ‘titles.’ I should have known.” I rolled my eyes.
“Skylar.” He warned.
“You won’t even look at me. How could you do this to me?"
"We'll talk tomorrow, okay?” He said.
“No!” I huffed in annoyance.
I walked over to him and he turned his face away from me. I yanked his arm, hoping to get him to face me and he grabbed onto my arms and pushed me into the wall. “Let me go.” I screamed.
“You need to calm down.”
I looked up at his face and gasped. “What happened to you?” I asked.
He had little cuts all over his face and a purplish bruise around his left eye. “Skylar let it go.” He blinked.
“Let it go? First you leave me in France, alone. You lied about where you went and you’re lying now.”
“Babe please trust me.” He whispered.
“What does that even mean?” I yelled.
“It means that I’m doing what I’m doing to protect you okay.” He said, looking me right in the eye.
“Whatever. I’m going home.” I rolled my eyes.
I pushed past him and started to walk through the door.
“Sky.” He mumbled, grabbing onto my hand.
“What?”
“Don’t go.” He sighed.
“Tell me what happened!”
“I can’t.”
“Then I can’t stay.” I shrugged, snatching my hand away from his.
I ran straight to my car and drove back to my apartment.
-
I haven’t spoken to Zayn in about two weeks. He’s called several times but I’ve ignored them all. If I can just move on, I’ll be okay.
I walked towards the coffee shop with my hands in my pocket.
After standing in line for ten minutes, I finally ordered my coffee and stood off to the side while it was being made.
I sipped it slowly and walked back to my apartment. I rolled my eyes when I saw Zayn sitting down on the step. I don’t think he saw me. I pulled my hood over my head and looked in the opposite direction, hoping he hadn’t seen me.
“Sky, you do realize I know it’s you, right.” Zayn said from behind me.
“What do you want?” I sighed. I turned around to face him and ran a hand through my hair.
“I want to explain.”
“I’ve moved on. I don’t care anymore.” I shrugged, walking past him to the door. “No you haven’t.” He whispered in my ear.
I jumped and quickly turned around, almost spilling the coffee. “Then why are you so nervous?” He asked.
“The c-coffee burned m-my tongue.” I lied.
He smiled and nodded, biting his lip. I reached out and tugged on his chin, frowning. He suppressed a smile then took the coffee from my hands taking a sip. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, him right behind me.
“You have two minutes to explain. Begin.” I told him, snatching my cup back.
“Okay. The reason I had a black eye is because I box.”
“What?” I asked.
“It’s like a semi pro thing. I hold the international title.” He explained.
I started to laugh and his expression changed. He shook his head and huffed in annoyance.
“Seriously?” I asked, chuckling.
“Skylar it’s not a joke. This is important to me and if you’re going to act childish I’m leaving.” He said in annoyance.
“I’m sorry, it’s just I was not expecting that.” I smiled, wrapping my arms around him.
“So now you know.” He rolled his eyes, shrugging away from me.
“So was that your first fight or what?” I questioned.
“If I hold the international title, I don’t think it’d be my first fight.” He scoffed.
“How often do you do it because you got beat pretty badly?”
“I do it once a week. I’ve never lost.” He says. I scrunched my face up and stared at him. “I was distracted that night, but I still haven’t lost a fight.” He adds.
“What happened? Why were you distracted?”
“I was thinking about you. I felt bad for lying to you.” He admitted.
I smiled widely and hugged him, trying not to smile. “You deserved it. Don’t lie to me.” I mumbled.
A/n: If you hate me, I completely understand. I disappeared for two weeks and when I do return, it is complete garbage. This update sucked, I know. Anyways I have been extremely busy with school so this was a short update just to make sure you are still thinking of the story. THANK YOU FOR 1K READS YAY! Almost 200 votes as well! It's crazy. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE continue to be active readers because your support is truly appreciated. Please vote and comment! Expect a kick ass update sometime before Sunday! Ilyasm x