Stranded

"Hey hun. Did you hear Zayn's back in town?" My mum asks when I walk inside.

"Yea." I groan.

"You should go down and say hi. You two use to be so close." She says.

"Yea. Years ago." I say emphasizing 'years'.

"Plus I'm sure there's enough girls trying to get in his house." I say.

"Well, I'm sure we'll have no problem getting in there tonight." She says.

"Why would we go in their house?" I ask confused.

"Because Trisha invited us over for dinner. I need you to help me make something to take." She says.

"What." I say shocked. I can't go over there.

"Come on Sky. I need your help." She says urging me to the kitchen. I help her make her green bean casserole, me mostly doing the work.

"When are we going over?" I ask.

"At 6. So you better go get ready. And please wear something nice. Maybe a dress?" She pleads.

"No dresses." I say walking to my room.

I look through my closet and pull out a decent outfit. My black shirt with a studded cross with my blue jeans. I slip on my converse with spikes and my bracelets with a cross ear cuff.

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I put on my makeup and straighten my hair. After I grab my bag I walk back downstairs.

"Ready Sky?" My mum asks at the door.

"Yep. Is Shane coming?" I ask her. Shane is my brother. Twin brother to be exact. Yea, I have a twin brother.

"No, he's going out with Sam." She says. Sam's his girlfriend.

"Lucky bastard." I say under my breath.

"Alright let's go." She says walking out the front door.

We walk down the sidewalk 4 houses down to Zayn's. There's girls surrounding it. Jesus Christ. Anxiety kicking in. We make it past all the girls and walk up to the door. I hear everyone talking about me asking who I am and what the hell I'm doing here. To be honest, I don't even know what I'm doing here. My mum knocks on the door and Trisha answers.

"Oh. Rae, Sky, you're here. Please come in. I'm so sorry about the girls out there. Zayn and his friends have gotten pretty big." She says.

We walk in and I awkwardly stand behind my mum.

"Sky. Zayn is in his room if you'd like to go see him." Trisha tells me.

"Uh. I'll just wait until he comes out. I dont want to disturb him." I say, but I just really dont want to see him.

"Alright. Well, I'm just finishing up the chicken." She says walking to the stove.

"Make yourselves at home." She smiles. I just awkwardly stand by my mum the whole time.

"Alright. Dinner's ready." She says a few minutes later.

"Zayn, girls! Come on! Foods ready!" She yells down the hall.

"Come sit." She says.

I take a seat next to my mum as Zayn comes walking out and sits across from me, next to his mum. The girls sit at the other side of the table. Zayn's changed a lot. He has tattoos and his hairs different. He has facial hair and he's well built. To be completely honest, he's pretty hot. But still, I hate his guts.

"So, when are you going to America Rae?" Tricia asks my mum.

"In a few days. Sky will be staying here until next week, then she'll fly over." My mum answers.

We're going over to America for a family reunion. Don't ask me why it's in America. I honestly don't know, over half the family is here. Mostly in Manchester. But, were going to America. My mums leaving in 2 days and I'll be going next week. I couldn't get any work off until next week.

"Zayn, hun, aren't you going to America next week also?" Trisha turns her attention to Zayn who snaps his head away from me.

"Huh? Oh yea, we start the American part of the tour next week." He says.

"Oh. How exciting." My mum says.

"Yea." He says awkwardly.

Our mums chat about gossip and everything else as we just sit there and eat. I can feel his eyes boring into me. I feel like he's going to lash out with insults about me eating or something but he doesn't which surprises me. After were done with our meal they go and sit on the couch, chatting more.

"Uh mum. I have some stuff to do. I'm just gonna head home now." I say.

"Alright sweety. See you at home." She smiles.

"Bye Sky. It was nice seeing you." Trisha smiles.

"You too Trisha." I return the gesture.

I make my way to the door and open it. I'm blinded by cameras and deafened by shouts. I try and make my way through the crowd with no success. Oh god. I'm going to die. This is how it's going to end. I'm going to be smothered by bodies, suffocated until I can't breath anymore.

"Excuse me." I say as bodies press against me. I start breathing heavy as I can't get any air.

I feel an arm wrap around my waist as I try to pry it off. I look up and see Zayn with his hood and sunglasses. Wait, is he helping me? He guides us through the big crowd and we make it out. The large men keep them back so they don't follow us.

We dont say a single word as he walks me home. We get to my doorstep and we stop at my door.

"You didn't have to do that ya know. The Zayn I know would have let them trampled on me." I say the last part quietly.

"I've changed." He says.

"Well, the past doesn't." I whisper gripping onto my wrist remembering all the pain I went through.

"Sky-" He starts.

"No. It's fine. I was just Sky the skank. It's over now. And we're living our separate lives." I say opening the door and walking in. I try and shut it but he catches it with his foot.

"Sky, just let me apologize. I had no right to do any of that to you. I'm sorry about all those years you went with me treating you like complete utter trash. I honestly didn't think it effected you that much." He says glancing at the scars lining my arms.

"Yea, well it did. A whole lot more than you think." I say.

"I know now. What I made you do was wrong." He says sadness and guilt drowning his voice.

"You don't know the half of it. You don't know how much it effected me." I say giving him a disappointed look.

"I'm sorry Sky. I truly am." He says with pleading eyes.

"Just remember, I'm never going to get over what you did. And I'm always going to hate you." I say slaming the door.

I look out the window and see him walking back to his house with his head hung low in shame. Good, I hope he feels bad. He deserves to feel guilty. But in a way I feel kinda bad for him. Damn emotions fucking up my brain. I just need sleep.

I stumble up the stairs and into my room, taking my clothes off then crawling under the sheets. I close my eyes and go to sleep dreaming about the eventful day.

Notes

Here ya go lovelys :) So how do you like it? Good or nah? We'll it'll get more exciting around chapter 5 or so stay tuned!

Megan xx