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Second Chances

Second Chances Won't Keep You Alive.

I sit on the floor for exactly four hours.

I think about what happened four hours ago.

My Mom left on business.

My boyfriend walked out on me because I’m pregnant with twins.

And now, I have no one to turn to.

Zayn’s reaction was predictable, but not necessary.

I know it's a shock for him - but he really did overreact.

The time is 11pm.

Zayn has not called me or came back.

Zayn's been so thoughtful and kind over the last few days, so loving and now . . .

Suppose he never comes back?

I would be considered a single mother of two.

After another hour, I get the strength to stand up.

My ass is numb and my knees are weak.

I slowly make my way to my room and undress myself.

I send a quick text to Zayn to let him know that I still care.

I’m not expecting a reply.

I lie down on my bed and close my eyes to try and sleep.

Maybe sleep will make me forget about all this drama.

Hopefully when I wake up, everything will be alright.

-

Something wakes me up.

A slam. A boom.

“Shit!” I hear someone yell.

Zayn?

I quickly get out of bed.

Sure enough, Zayn is outside stumbling over himself.

“Shit!” He repeats.

He’s drunk.

“Zayn. A-Are you okay?” I ask as I open the door.

“Ana” he slurs.

He’s drunk. He’s really drunk.

“Oh Anastasia. You look fine.”

“Where have you been?” I grump.

He puts his fingers to his lips and smiles crookedly at me. "Shh!"

"I think you'd better come to bed."

"With you . . ." He snickers.

Really? He’s snickering?

I’m trying to help him out.

I gently put my arm around his waist because he can hardly stand, let alone walk.

"Let me help you to bed. Lean on me." I say.

"You are very beautiful, Ana." He leans onto me and sniffs my hair.

“Zayn walk.”

“Okay!” he says as if he’s trying to concentrate.

We stumble down the hall and make it to my room.

“Bed.” He grins.

I bring him down gently.

“Yeah. Get some sleep.”

“Come with me.” He slurs holding his hand out.

“Let’s get you undressed first.”

He grins widely.

“Oh okay. I knew you liked seeing me naked.” He chuckles.

“You’re so beautiful Ana.”

“You’re drunk.” I grit.

I take his jacket and shoes off first.

Then I unbuckle his belt sliding it through the loops.

Zayn grabs me by his hand and drags me on the bed.

“You guys are going to keep me up all night, right?” he whispers hardly to my belly, his breath strong of alcohol.

“You’re going to choose them over me, aren’t you Ana?” he says sadly.

“Zayn. Stop it. You don't know what you're talking about. Don't be ridiculous - I am not choosing anyone over anyone.” I snap.

“Oh god….” He flops his head back on the pillow.

I pull his pants down and look back at him.

He is passed out completely.

I begin to fold his jeans when something falls on my foot.

His phone.

I pick it up and inadvertently unlock it.

It opens on the texts screen.

I can see my un- read text and there’s another one under it.

It’s the last text Zayn sent.

I click it.

*It was good to see you. I understand now. Thanks for everything.*

I furrow my brows.

*Don’t worry. You’ll make a wonderful father.*

Who sent that?

I click the back button to view the contact.

Kat Vaughn.

Kat!?

That’s who he went to go see?

He went to go be with Kat?

He went to go get drunk with Kat?

Oh this fucker.

First, he tells me that she doesn’t matter.

Now, he’s going to get wasted with her.

And then he has the nerve to come back to my house?

He left me pregnant and alone with his unborn babies to get shitfaced?

Especially with Kat.

I throw his phone on the floor.

I watch him as he sleeps, snoring softly.

He really can’t expect me to forgive him for this.

There will be no more second chances.

I walk out my room and out my front door.

I’m going to try my best to walk this off before I confront him.

The tears begin to flow and my vision becomes blurry.

Zayn knew how I felt about Kat.

Why would he turn to her?

I walk my way to the neighborhood park and sit on the bench.

I let my tears drop more and more.

My sobs are loud and I try to control them.

I shouldn’t be out at this time of night.

The fact that Zayn went out with Kat and is now sleeping in my bed is destroying me.

But I have to be strong.

I have to be strong for my babies.

With or without Zayn.












Notes

Zayn has been caught talking to Kat......and being with her.....
Ana is super pissed.....

Will Ana forgive Zayn again?
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Comments

I loved this story and TNSTATY!!!(: It would be soo awesome if you wrote a sequel!!(:

Sequel

mrs.malik15 mrs.malik15
3/1/14

I am a huge fan of, TNSTATY. And a huge fan of this. I don't want to stress you into making a sequel, because I enjoy any story by you. :)

LuxLover LuxLover
2/19/14

Sequel and please update there's no such thing as too young!

JazzyHere JazzyHere
2/19/14

Sequal

Lissnicole5252 Lissnicole5252
2/19/14