Behind the Glasses
Chapter 31: How Long Will It Take?
Amelia's POV
"What the hell?" I whispered to myself
I rolled over and heard a crunching sound. Oh my god! Zayn got me flowers? Ahhh!!!! I sat up and grabbed them. Oh my god he is the best! I cant believe this! Where did he go? Oh well he said he will be back. I smelt the flowers. They smelt so good. I am so happy. I looked over at the clock, it was 11:45. Alright I have time to get dressed. I want to do something special for him. What? I looked down at my hand, my ring was on. How drunk was I that I forgot I put my ring back on? Oh well. I got up and walked down stairs in pain. Wow, Zayn was so good last night, he left me in pain.
"Good morning mom, dad." I said smiling
"Oh somebody sounds.... pleased." My father said laughing looking at my mother
"Yeah, how ya feelin' tiger?" My mother said putting pancakes on my plate
"Tired! And hungry!"
"Baby girl. Can we talk?"
"Yes dad. Whats up?"
"Zayn is a good kid. You've known him since you were in the 4th grade. You guys love eachother Don't hurt him."
"What? Dad what are you talking about? He is just my friend."
"Friends who fuck? No. What happened to that Harry kid? The one you introduced to us a couple months ago?"
"Uh... I... He went to visit his mother for a little bit. What do you mean friends who fuck..."
"Don't play like you didn't have sex last night.So. Are you dating Harry? I hope not. I got a weird vibe off of him. He seems like a bad kid. He looks like one."
"I uh-"
"What ring is that?" my mother said grabbing my hand
"That's a engagement ring dea- AMELIA?"
"I uh.. I-"
"Who is it? I'll kill him!"
"Umm umm"
"Amelia!!! Answer your father!!" He said standing up from the table
"Umm. Dad It's hard.. It's uh...."
"FUCKING TELL ME YOU 18 YEAR OLD WHORE!"
"ZAYN!.... It's Zayn's..."
"What..." my father said looking at me in the eyes
I looked at him, picked up my food and walked away. I could hear my father screaming behind me. I was so scared. What if he beats me? Or kill's Zayn? Oh my god. I need to leave and find Zayn before he comes back in. I grabbed my backpack and put my Uggs on. I walked down the stairs. I could see my dad pacing back and forth. Oh shit...
"Zayn!" My father said walking over to him
"Dave? Zayn said looking scared
"Dad!!!"
I ran down the steps over to them. As soon as I got there my father grabbed my arm
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THE MEANING OF THIS?"
"uhhh.. uh. it's a ring sir..?"
"NO SHIT YOU FUCKER. WHY IS IT ON HER?"
"Uh.. I don't know sir!!"
"Dad! LET GO OF HIM"
"YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR MY BLESSING YOU PEICE OF SHIT!"
"Dad!! STOP!!!"
"YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY FROM THIS??"
"No... Sir! I uh.."
"YOU WANT AMELIA? ASK ME! ASK ME THEN YOU PRICK"
"Sir.. can-I-have Amelia's....- hand in marriage?"
Zayn's POV
As soon as I knew it. Dave let go of my shirt and let go of Amelia's arm. His face turned from stern to happy...?
"Ahh! Zayn my boy! Call me dad!" He said grabbing me into a hug
Amelia grabbed my shirt and pulled me up the stairs... She didn't look to happy....
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Amelia said slamming the door turning to me
"Im sorry.. I uh.. I panicked."
"NOW HE THINKS WE ARE GETTING MARRIED!" She said getting closer
"I was scared! I couldn't help it!"
The door opened and Annie came in singing and dancing
"There's gonna be a wedding! There's gonna be a wedding!!"
"Mom... get out."
"Oh my baby's! I always knew it!"
"Mom please... I need to talk to Zayn."
"Okay you two love birds!"
Annie left and Amelia turned around ready to punch me in the face. My heart was going so fast. Oh what do I do now...
"Amelia. Before you hurt me. I had to save you. I didn't want them to know you were getting married to Harry and I'm so-"
"No Zayn... its my fault. I panicked and said I it was yours anyways... My dad was saying he didn't like Harry and he had a bad feeling about him. And I got scared."
"Huh.... Well. When Harry gets back... We will have to explain..." I said looking down
"Thanks Zayn"
Amelia smiled and gave me a hug and walked out and closed into the door.
"I love you..." I whispered as she walked down
I can't believe this. I sat on her bed. Gee, I have no idea what I'm getting myself into... Maybe this was meant to be. Maybe, just maybe, Annie was right...
"Zayn. Come down stairs please" Annie said peaking in the room
I walked down stairs with her as she rambled on and on about the wedding. I followed her into the living room where Amelia and Dave were sitting.
"Zayn my boy. Sit. Sit!" Dave said sitting me down next to Amelia
"Smile!" Annie said
"Mom. Stop." Amelia insisted
"Just one picture!"
"No mom."
"Hey! Smile for your mother."
"Ugh."
"Okay. Now. Zayn Put your arm around Amelia and Amelia, give Zayn a kiss on the cheek"
Amelia's POV
Ugh. Fuck this shit. I need a cigarette.
"I'll be right back."
I got up and walked up the stairs to my room to find a cigarette. Good I have 2 more. I grabbed my lighter and opened the window to climb onto the roof. It was kind of my hide away. When my parents where drunks, they would try to find me to beat me. But I would hide up here. Best part is, Zayn would know when I was up here and would climb the tree and come comfort me.
"Come on stupid. Light up!" I said to myself
"Hey, calm down smokey."
"Zayn? How did you know I was up here?"
"Oh come on."
Zayn crawled over to me and sat right next to me. I took a hit of the cigarette and looked up at the sky as I blew it out
"Why?"
"Why what? Why did I leave when we were taking pics? Beacause I didn't-"
"Why do you smoke?"
"Oh, It calms my nerves."
"What happened to running when your stressed?"
"Fuck that."
"Well I'm going to call you smokey until you stop." Zayn said looking at me
I looked at him and blew smoke in his face and looked away.
"Ugh.. Amelia. I have a question."
"More...? What is it."
"If I asked you to marry me- before Harry ever did. Would you have said yes?"
What.... did he just ask me? Oh what do I say? I love Harry. I mean yes, I love Zayn. But I love Harry a little bit more... I think.. I mean. I do.
"Yeah... You see. I have liked you for the longest time. But -"
"But Harry won. I get it." Zayn said climbing towards the edge to get down
"Zayn. No. Come back up here. You wanted to talk. SO here it is. Harry was the only guy I've been with before you. He gave me my first everything. I liked you. and at first, I was going to be with him to see if you would get jealous. But the more I did that, the more I fell for him. I have changed I know. And I can't go back. But if I could-"
"Would you...?"
"....No. I regret nothing..."
"Oh... I guess that's the way to live life right..." He said looking away
"No. It's not. Life isn't about making stupid choices. But if you do. You learn from them."
"What have you learned?"
"Who my real friends are."
"Who's that."
"You. And Harry."
"Of course. Why does Harry come up in everything? What happened to just me and you. Don't you know I am the only one who has been here. Together, we are one. Without you I am half. Your the only one that makes me smile, and feel the way I do. Why can't you realize I'm the only one for you. And that I truly do love you. And will love you more then Harry ever would."
"Zayn. It's harder then you think."
"No your making it harder then it has to be."
I took out my next cigarette about to light it. But Zayn took it and broke it and threw it off the roof.
"Zayn what the fuck? That was my last one!"
"I care about your life. And I'm not going to sit here and watch you ruin it by smoking."
"Ugh."
"No. Don't grunt because I care."
"Then stop caring."
"Oh come on, you don't mean that." Zayn said laughing
"No. Stop caring."
"I'm done here."
Zayn climbed towards the tree. He looked like he had tears in eyes. What a pussy. He is always crying. Why is he so emotional. It's annoying. Harry was never like that. He left me crying... well. I mean I've seen Harry cry before... I think. And sides. Zayn called the cops on me. And Harry lied to the cops so I wouldn't go under with him. Why does Zayn care so much what I do. I mean. I know he likes me, and I know we've been friends forever. And if he did this I would do the same for him. Zayn can't love me though. We have never dated, and I am a horrible person. I looked up and Zayn stopped before he climbed down the tree. He looked at me with tears in his eyes
"Amelia... How many times do I have to say I love you until you believe me?"
"What the hell?" I whispered to myself
I rolled over and heard a crunching sound. Oh my god! Zayn got me flowers? Ahhh!!!! I sat up and grabbed them. Oh my god he is the best! I cant believe this! Where did he go? Oh well he said he will be back. I smelt the flowers. They smelt so good. I am so happy. I looked over at the clock, it was 11:45. Alright I have time to get dressed. I want to do something special for him. What? I looked down at my hand, my ring was on. How drunk was I that I forgot I put my ring back on? Oh well. I got up and walked down stairs in pain. Wow, Zayn was so good last night, he left me in pain.
"Good morning mom, dad." I said smiling
"Oh somebody sounds.... pleased." My father said laughing looking at my mother
"Yeah, how ya feelin' tiger?" My mother said putting pancakes on my plate
"Tired! And hungry!"
"Baby girl. Can we talk?"
"Yes dad. Whats up?"
"Zayn is a good kid. You've known him since you were in the 4th grade. You guys love eachother Don't hurt him."
"What? Dad what are you talking about? He is just my friend."
"Friends who fuck? No. What happened to that Harry kid? The one you introduced to us a couple months ago?"
"Uh... I... He went to visit his mother for a little bit. What do you mean friends who fuck..."
"Don't play like you didn't have sex last night.So. Are you dating Harry? I hope not. I got a weird vibe off of him. He seems like a bad kid. He looks like one."
"I uh-"
"What ring is that?" my mother said grabbing my hand
"That's a engagement ring dea- AMELIA?"
"I uh.. I-"
"Who is it? I'll kill him!"
"Umm umm"
"Amelia!!! Answer your father!!" He said standing up from the table
"Umm. Dad It's hard.. It's uh...."
"FUCKING TELL ME YOU 18 YEAR OLD WHORE!"
"ZAYN!.... It's Zayn's..."
"What..." my father said looking at me in the eyes
I looked at him, picked up my food and walked away. I could hear my father screaming behind me. I was so scared. What if he beats me? Or kill's Zayn? Oh my god. I need to leave and find Zayn before he comes back in. I grabbed my backpack and put my Uggs on. I walked down the stairs. I could see my dad pacing back and forth. Oh shit...
"Zayn!" My father said walking over to him
"Dave? Zayn said looking scared
"Dad!!!"
I ran down the steps over to them. As soon as I got there my father grabbed my arm
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THE MEANING OF THIS?"
"uhhh.. uh. it's a ring sir..?"
"NO SHIT YOU FUCKER. WHY IS IT ON HER?"
"Uh.. I don't know sir!!"
"Dad! LET GO OF HIM"
"YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR MY BLESSING YOU PEICE OF SHIT!"
"Dad!! STOP!!!"
"YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY FROM THIS??"
"No... Sir! I uh.."
"YOU WANT AMELIA? ASK ME! ASK ME THEN YOU PRICK"
"Sir.. can-I-have Amelia's....- hand in marriage?"
Zayn's POV
As soon as I knew it. Dave let go of my shirt and let go of Amelia's arm. His face turned from stern to happy...?
"Ahh! Zayn my boy! Call me dad!" He said grabbing me into a hug
Amelia grabbed my shirt and pulled me up the stairs... She didn't look to happy....
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Amelia said slamming the door turning to me
"Im sorry.. I uh.. I panicked."
"NOW HE THINKS WE ARE GETTING MARRIED!" She said getting closer
"I was scared! I couldn't help it!"
The door opened and Annie came in singing and dancing
"There's gonna be a wedding! There's gonna be a wedding!!"
"Mom... get out."
"Oh my baby's! I always knew it!"
"Mom please... I need to talk to Zayn."
"Okay you two love birds!"
Annie left and Amelia turned around ready to punch me in the face. My heart was going so fast. Oh what do I do now...
"Amelia. Before you hurt me. I had to save you. I didn't want them to know you were getting married to Harry and I'm so-"
"No Zayn... its my fault. I panicked and said I it was yours anyways... My dad was saying he didn't like Harry and he had a bad feeling about him. And I got scared."
"Huh.... Well. When Harry gets back... We will have to explain..." I said looking down
"Thanks Zayn"
Amelia smiled and gave me a hug and walked out and closed into the door.
"I love you..." I whispered as she walked down
I can't believe this. I sat on her bed. Gee, I have no idea what I'm getting myself into... Maybe this was meant to be. Maybe, just maybe, Annie was right...
"Zayn. Come down stairs please" Annie said peaking in the room
I walked down stairs with her as she rambled on and on about the wedding. I followed her into the living room where Amelia and Dave were sitting.
"Zayn my boy. Sit. Sit!" Dave said sitting me down next to Amelia
"Smile!" Annie said
"Mom. Stop." Amelia insisted
"Just one picture!"
"No mom."
"Hey! Smile for your mother."
"Ugh."
"Okay. Now. Zayn Put your arm around Amelia and Amelia, give Zayn a kiss on the cheek"
Amelia's POV
Ugh. Fuck this shit. I need a cigarette.
"I'll be right back."
I got up and walked up the stairs to my room to find a cigarette. Good I have 2 more. I grabbed my lighter and opened the window to climb onto the roof. It was kind of my hide away. When my parents where drunks, they would try to find me to beat me. But I would hide up here. Best part is, Zayn would know when I was up here and would climb the tree and come comfort me.
"Come on stupid. Light up!" I said to myself
"Hey, calm down smokey."
"Zayn? How did you know I was up here?"
"Oh come on."
Zayn crawled over to me and sat right next to me. I took a hit of the cigarette and looked up at the sky as I blew it out
"Why?"
"Why what? Why did I leave when we were taking pics? Beacause I didn't-"
"Why do you smoke?"
"Oh, It calms my nerves."
"What happened to running when your stressed?"
"Fuck that."
"Well I'm going to call you smokey until you stop." Zayn said looking at me
I looked at him and blew smoke in his face and looked away.
"Ugh.. Amelia. I have a question."
"More...? What is it."
"If I asked you to marry me- before Harry ever did. Would you have said yes?"
What.... did he just ask me? Oh what do I say? I love Harry. I mean yes, I love Zayn. But I love Harry a little bit more... I think.. I mean. I do.
"Yeah... You see. I have liked you for the longest time. But -"
"But Harry won. I get it." Zayn said climbing towards the edge to get down
"Zayn. No. Come back up here. You wanted to talk. SO here it is. Harry was the only guy I've been with before you. He gave me my first everything. I liked you. and at first, I was going to be with him to see if you would get jealous. But the more I did that, the more I fell for him. I have changed I know. And I can't go back. But if I could-"
"Would you...?"
"....No. I regret nothing..."
"Oh... I guess that's the way to live life right..." He said looking away
"No. It's not. Life isn't about making stupid choices. But if you do. You learn from them."
"What have you learned?"
"Who my real friends are."
"Who's that."
"You. And Harry."
"Of course. Why does Harry come up in everything? What happened to just me and you. Don't you know I am the only one who has been here. Together, we are one. Without you I am half. Your the only one that makes me smile, and feel the way I do. Why can't you realize I'm the only one for you. And that I truly do love you. And will love you more then Harry ever would."
"Zayn. It's harder then you think."
"No your making it harder then it has to be."
I took out my next cigarette about to light it. But Zayn took it and broke it and threw it off the roof.
"Zayn what the fuck? That was my last one!"
"I care about your life. And I'm not going to sit here and watch you ruin it by smoking."
"Ugh."
"No. Don't grunt because I care."
"Then stop caring."
"Oh come on, you don't mean that." Zayn said laughing
"No. Stop caring."
"I'm done here."
Zayn climbed towards the tree. He looked like he had tears in eyes. What a pussy. He is always crying. Why is he so emotional. It's annoying. Harry was never like that. He left me crying... well. I mean I've seen Harry cry before... I think. And sides. Zayn called the cops on me. And Harry lied to the cops so I wouldn't go under with him. Why does Zayn care so much what I do. I mean. I know he likes me, and I know we've been friends forever. And if he did this I would do the same for him. Zayn can't love me though. We have never dated, and I am a horrible person. I looked up and Zayn stopped before he climbed down the tree. He looked at me with tears in his eyes
"Amelia... How many times do I have to say I love you until you believe me?"
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1/19/14