Second Chances

“Ana. Please.” Zayn begs me.

“What do you want Zayn?” I whine.

“I need to talk to you. Just please.”

I take a deep breath in anger.

Tears form in my eyes.

I lean to the side of the door frame and pound on it.

My crying starts up again.

“Oh Ana.” Zayn says wrapping his arms around me.

I don’t know what to do.

Do I let him stay?

Do I tell him to leave?

He already hurt me.

Why can’t I just talk to him?

Before I realize it, I wrap my arms around Zayn as well.

He gently walks me inside and sits the both of us on the couch.

I try to hide my face but Zayn stops me.

He wipes my tears away and places my head on his chest.

“Ana. You don’t have to forgive me, but can you at least listen to me.” Zayn asks.

I control my sobs and nod my head.

“I am so sorry that I embarrassed you today. My biggest regret that I have was agreeing to that bet with Harry. I never wanted it to end up like this, but I’m kind of glad it did.”

I shoot my face up at him.

“It’s because I’m getting the chance to be with you.” He adds.

I lay my head back on his chest hearing his beating heart.

“I understand if you don’t ever want to talk to me, forgive me, or let me see the baby because you have a reason to. But can I just get one thing off my chest?”

“Yes.” I say with my cracking voice.

Zayn draws circles on my back and takes a deep breath.

“I have never really had a girlfriend. Most of the girls I’ve been around with were just my fuck buddy. You probably knew that.” He chuckles.

I don’t find it amusing.

“And?” I say annoyed.

“The night of the party, I had my eye on you. I didn’t want to just have sex with you; I wanted to get to know you.” He says.

“Harry spotted you and Kat and that’s when we made the bet. I don’t think you want to know too much about that right?” he asks with a questionable look.

“No.” I say sitting up.

Zayn looks irritated and sits up preparing to speak.

“Anastasia. You were different. You weren’t like the other girls. I see it in you. But I went and took your virginity and now you’re pregnant. I didn’t do anything but just ruin your life.”

“What are you trying to say?” I ask.

Zayn rubs his face with his hands irritably.

“Ana. These past few months, I have developed deep feelings for you that it scares the shit out of me. I barely know you. In fact, I don’t even know you. I just know that you’re pregnant with my child and that your life is hell right now.”

I stare at him questionably.

“Ana. You make me think about myself and my life and my future, and the scariest part of all is that none of those thoughts come without you. You’re with me in every image I have of myself; every idea of a future that I have, every thought, every moment in my life that I imagine happening, you’re there.”

I can feel the waterworks rising up again.

“I think about you all the time. Every second of the day. I think about you, my child, and a life with us together. I know that I was as asshole to you and I apologize so much for it. But all I want to do is raise our baby together. I know that we’re still in high school and I’m about to graduate, but I want you and the baby to be my future. I owe you so much Ana. I owe you my life.”

“W-What?” I stutter.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would still be doing what I was doing. I would still be hooking up with a different girl every night. But you Ana. You made me think so differently. You saved my life.” He confesses.

“I don’t care if you don’t want to be with me or if you don’t want me around. But I promised you that I would take care of you during your pregnancy. And I don’t care if you like it or not Ana. I’m going to be with you by your side holding your hand when our baby is born.”

“I think I love you Ana. But I want you to be happy too.”

He thinks he loves me?

“Are you willing to give me another chance?” he asks.

I hesitate to respond.

I don’t want to forgive him just because he laid some sweet talk on me.

He already made me look like fool in front of the whole school.

“Please Ana. I’m trying. Let me be in my child’s life.” Zayn begs.

“You will be my life now. Nothing else will matter. Harry won’t matter. Kat won’t matter. No one will. It will only be me, you, and the baby.” He says.

He held onto my arms gently, staring down into my eyes.

His breath was heavy and his teeth were nervously clenched together.

I couldn’t speak, I just stared at him.

I looked at the feelings that burned in his eyes, the feelings that were for me.

I looked at the beauty in his features, and the passion that poured out of him that was for me.

“Ana. Please say something.”

“I-I…” my voice trailing off.

Notes

Guys,
Is Ana going to forgive Zayn or what?