Hey There, Beautiful
Chapter #6
“I don’t see why I can’t go out with Zayn…” Louis moans, holding Harry’s hand. “At least I’ve got Hazza.” We all chuckle a bit, and I’m finally feeling confident around these guys. Belle and Mar had introduced us all after they returned from lunch.
“Awww, you guys are so cute together!” Marie squeals, looking at Zayn’s hand and how it’s intertwined with mine. I shake my head and glare at Mar. I love her but if she acts like this every time Zayn and I hold hands, what’s she going to do when we kiss in front of her? Pass out?
Wait… what am I talking about?! We might not even kiss… He’s a celebrity, his band is famous, and he has a wonderful voice… why would he want me? I’m probably going to be single and broken hearted tomorrow morning. Why did I say yes? I release his hand from my death grip, but it only causes him to hold on tighter.
“I’m not ever letting you go, Julianna. I might’ve done some rash and inappropriate things when I was younger, but everyone grows and changes, love.” He smiles gently, and it reaches his eyes which bore into mine. I feel a smile creep up onto my lips, and not matter how hard I try to get them to go back into a straight, emotionless line, they disobey me.
“Zayn, that reminds me, Belle and I have to talk with you outside, okay?” Zayn doesn’t move, though. Mar stares down at his leg, encased in a cast, and sighs. “Boys, take Julianna out to do something, maybe eat, I don’t care, while Belle and I speak with your mate.” Louis shrugs and grabs my hand.
“Let’s go, Ju-Ju.” He roughly pulls me out of the room, and I barely have time to react. Mar and Belle haven’t warned him, I chide myself. He doesn’t know. Regardless, as soon as we get outside the door, I rip my hand from his.
“Don’t.” I snarl, and he stares at me, startled. Liam puts a hand on his shoulder.
“Lou, don’t. She’s been though more than you could ever imagine.” Liam whispers quietly. Lou shrugs his hand off and I shoot Lou an apology with my eyes.
“Lou, I’m really sorry, it’s a habit and I didn’t mean to-” He shakes his head.
“I know why Zayn had us beat up Adam. Nobody should ever be afraid of someone they know touching their hand.” His blue eyes gaze intently into my own. “What did he do to you, Julianna?” I feel the tears running down my face, and I open my mouth only to close it again. His blue eyes falter and I feel him shiver. “No.” He states, pushing open the door to Zayn’s room.
“Yeah, I know Louis.” Zayn whispers. I can almost feel Lou shake his head.
“Zayn, she didn’t tell you all of it.” Louis murmurs just loud enough so that I can hear. “She didn’t tell you what he took from her.” I peer into the room, and Zayn’s face is filled with confusion.
“I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about, Louis--”
“Zayn, he took her innocence. He took everything she had. He’s a bastard and doesn’t deserve to live.” He points at the door. “Look into her eyes and push past the outer wall. She told you that she gave it to him, didn’t she? It’s how she tries to protect herself. She won’t accept it.” His eyes turn a sinister shade. “Zayn, you found a gem. Put her back together and keep her safe.”
“Julianna!” Liam hisses, pulling me back as Lou storms out of the room. To my surprise, he doesn’t leave us. Instead, he attacks me with a hug.
“We’re always going to be here for you, Ju-Ju. Zayn’s a good guy, he won’t hurt you. Do you believe me?” I cry into his shoulder and nod. But this time, for the first time in a while, I don’t cry sad tears. I cry happy tears because I have people here for me, real friends. It lasts a few seconds before everyone else attacks me with a hug, too. I’m almost gasping for breath by the time they let go.
“We love you, Julianna.” They chorus, and I shake my head.
“You’ve known me for less than a day and--”
“Yes.” Harry/Haz/Hazza/Hazza Bear replies seriously. We all smile crazily at each other, and Louis’ eyes light up. Uh-oh? He comes off like a trouble maker with a soft and kind side. “Guys, get Zayn in a wheelchair and then we’ll go get something to eat, okay?” Liam smiles, and finds a wheelchair right outside his door.
“Convenient.” He smiles as me, and I wink at him. We wheel the chair into the room and Zayn gives me a weak smile.
“Come on baby, get into the chair.” I coax him, helping him lean on me. Once I hey him properly situated, he pulls me into his lap.
“Don’t think you’re going anywhere!” He teases me, pulling at my hair. I try my best not to spaz out and pull away. Instead I just do all I can to sit calmly in one spot as he caresses my back. The ride to the cafeteria is torture, and Louis is the only one who realizes, I can tell. The rest are happy and skipping along. He looks deep into my eyes, and winces every time I do. It makes me feel not alone.
“We’re heeerrreee!” Niall cries, and runs into the food-filled room. I crack a smile, and Louis offers me a hand to stand up. This time, I take it. He directs me to a table for eight, and pulls out a chair.
“For you, milady.” He says, smiling at me cheekily. I slap him lightly on the arm but take the chair.
“Thank you, milord.” I reply, and a shock roars through my body. Zayn and I did this on our first- would you call it date? The first time we hung out, this is how it started. A shiver runs through my body as I stare into his blue eyes. But looking into them is different than looking in Zayn’s.
Louis is just a friend.
“Zayn, why didn’t you tell me about why you neglected filling me in about the band.” I demand him. It’s not a question, it’s a statement.
“See, I thought you would… Well, I honestly thought you would only go out with me because I was famous. It happened before with a girl I really liked, and it broke my heart. She used me and I- but that doesn’t matter anymore. The point is I love you and I didn’t want you to just like me because I am famous.” He shrugs, and my salad is placed in front of me. When did I order a salad? I see Mar sit down across from me and I realize I didn’t, she got it for me. I glare at it, but then it disappears and is replaced by chicken. I look up to see Louis smiling down at me.
“Thanks, Boo Bear.” I tell him, giving him an awkward hug, since I’m sitting down and he’s standing. I can feel Zayn’s gaze on my back. Why? Is he over thinking this? Louis and I are just friends. Right? I don’t feel anything for him except friendly love; I’ve only known him one day.
Right?
“Awww, you guys are so cute together!” Marie squeals, looking at Zayn’s hand and how it’s intertwined with mine. I shake my head and glare at Mar. I love her but if she acts like this every time Zayn and I hold hands, what’s she going to do when we kiss in front of her? Pass out?
Wait… what am I talking about?! We might not even kiss… He’s a celebrity, his band is famous, and he has a wonderful voice… why would he want me? I’m probably going to be single and broken hearted tomorrow morning. Why did I say yes? I release his hand from my death grip, but it only causes him to hold on tighter.
“I’m not ever letting you go, Julianna. I might’ve done some rash and inappropriate things when I was younger, but everyone grows and changes, love.” He smiles gently, and it reaches his eyes which bore into mine. I feel a smile creep up onto my lips, and not matter how hard I try to get them to go back into a straight, emotionless line, they disobey me.
“Zayn, that reminds me, Belle and I have to talk with you outside, okay?” Zayn doesn’t move, though. Mar stares down at his leg, encased in a cast, and sighs. “Boys, take Julianna out to do something, maybe eat, I don’t care, while Belle and I speak with your mate.” Louis shrugs and grabs my hand.
“Let’s go, Ju-Ju.” He roughly pulls me out of the room, and I barely have time to react. Mar and Belle haven’t warned him, I chide myself. He doesn’t know. Regardless, as soon as we get outside the door, I rip my hand from his.
“Don’t.” I snarl, and he stares at me, startled. Liam puts a hand on his shoulder.
“Lou, don’t. She’s been though more than you could ever imagine.” Liam whispers quietly. Lou shrugs his hand off and I shoot Lou an apology with my eyes.
“Lou, I’m really sorry, it’s a habit and I didn’t mean to-” He shakes his head.
“I know why Zayn had us beat up Adam. Nobody should ever be afraid of someone they know touching their hand.” His blue eyes gaze intently into my own. “What did he do to you, Julianna?” I feel the tears running down my face, and I open my mouth only to close it again. His blue eyes falter and I feel him shiver. “No.” He states, pushing open the door to Zayn’s room.
“Yeah, I know Louis.” Zayn whispers. I can almost feel Lou shake his head.
“Zayn, she didn’t tell you all of it.” Louis murmurs just loud enough so that I can hear. “She didn’t tell you what he took from her.” I peer into the room, and Zayn’s face is filled with confusion.
“I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about, Louis--”
“Zayn, he took her innocence. He took everything she had. He’s a bastard and doesn’t deserve to live.” He points at the door. “Look into her eyes and push past the outer wall. She told you that she gave it to him, didn’t she? It’s how she tries to protect herself. She won’t accept it.” His eyes turn a sinister shade. “Zayn, you found a gem. Put her back together and keep her safe.”
“Julianna!” Liam hisses, pulling me back as Lou storms out of the room. To my surprise, he doesn’t leave us. Instead, he attacks me with a hug.
“We’re always going to be here for you, Ju-Ju. Zayn’s a good guy, he won’t hurt you. Do you believe me?” I cry into his shoulder and nod. But this time, for the first time in a while, I don’t cry sad tears. I cry happy tears because I have people here for me, real friends. It lasts a few seconds before everyone else attacks me with a hug, too. I’m almost gasping for breath by the time they let go.
“We love you, Julianna.” They chorus, and I shake my head.
“You’ve known me for less than a day and--”
“Yes.” Harry/Haz/Hazza/Hazza Bear replies seriously. We all smile crazily at each other, and Louis’ eyes light up. Uh-oh? He comes off like a trouble maker with a soft and kind side. “Guys, get Zayn in a wheelchair and then we’ll go get something to eat, okay?” Liam smiles, and finds a wheelchair right outside his door.
“Convenient.” He smiles as me, and I wink at him. We wheel the chair into the room and Zayn gives me a weak smile.
“Come on baby, get into the chair.” I coax him, helping him lean on me. Once I hey him properly situated, he pulls me into his lap.
“Don’t think you’re going anywhere!” He teases me, pulling at my hair. I try my best not to spaz out and pull away. Instead I just do all I can to sit calmly in one spot as he caresses my back. The ride to the cafeteria is torture, and Louis is the only one who realizes, I can tell. The rest are happy and skipping along. He looks deep into my eyes, and winces every time I do. It makes me feel not alone.
“We’re heeerrreee!” Niall cries, and runs into the food-filled room. I crack a smile, and Louis offers me a hand to stand up. This time, I take it. He directs me to a table for eight, and pulls out a chair.
“For you, milady.” He says, smiling at me cheekily. I slap him lightly on the arm but take the chair.
“Thank you, milord.” I reply, and a shock roars through my body. Zayn and I did this on our first- would you call it date? The first time we hung out, this is how it started. A shiver runs through my body as I stare into his blue eyes. But looking into them is different than looking in Zayn’s.
Louis is just a friend.
“Zayn, why didn’t you tell me about why you neglected filling me in about the band.” I demand him. It’s not a question, it’s a statement.
“See, I thought you would… Well, I honestly thought you would only go out with me because I was famous. It happened before with a girl I really liked, and it broke my heart. She used me and I- but that doesn’t matter anymore. The point is I love you and I didn’t want you to just like me because I am famous.” He shrugs, and my salad is placed in front of me. When did I order a salad? I see Mar sit down across from me and I realize I didn’t, she got it for me. I glare at it, but then it disappears and is replaced by chicken. I look up to see Louis smiling down at me.
“Thanks, Boo Bear.” I tell him, giving him an awkward hug, since I’m sitting down and he’s standing. I can feel Zayn’s gaze on my back. Why? Is he over thinking this? Louis and I are just friends. Right? I don’t feel anything for him except friendly love; I’ve only known him one day.
Right?
Notes
*****************Jayn or Jouis?
I apologize if anyone is mad at me in this chapter.
~Mallery xx
Awesome story! <3
1/19/14