The Carrot Lover
Chapter Eighteen
Zayn POV
Niall came back home angry and flustered, red in the cheeks. When I asked him what was wrong he started explaining to the boys and I, with the exception of Louis, who was still locked up in his room, what had happened.
"Well it started when I kissed her," he began, and we al gasped."She said everything was fine, but I didn't really think she meant it. Maybe it was the look in her eye. We decided to go for a walk in the park. That's when I said she should answer Louis' calls and she started yelling at me and we got into a huge argument. Then I said I never believed her or cared about her and stormed off. To top it of I told her I was never coming back."
"Wow mate, I thought you had more sense to leave her alone, but I guess I was wrong," I said.
"Zayn are you serious, she started it!" Harry yelled.
"I'm taking Louis' side," Liam said.
"I second that," said Niall.
"Same here," said Harry.
"I disagree," I said softly.
"What?" Liam said.
"I said I disagree and I'm on Emma's side. Unlike you, I know what the poor girl is going through!" I shouted and stormed out of the flat.
2 Days Later
I was staying at a hotel these past two days because I needed to get away from the boys. I had decided to go to Emma's flat, so I drove to her house thinking about what they had said about being on Louis' side. I knew Louis' reason, but I knew how hurt Emma was feeling right now.
I knocked on the door and she answered, looking hurt, tired and a whirlpool full of other emotions. Damn it Zayn, stop reading the poor girl, you might scare her.
"Are you going to say it?" she asked.
"Say what?" I questioned
"That you're on Louis' side?"
"No. I'm on your side," I said.
She looked like she hadn't gotten any sleep in the past few days so I got her changed, tucked her in, and started to walk out the door.
"Zayn please don't leave me," she said with terror in her voice.
"Do you need a cuddle buddy?"
"Yes," she responded.
As I lay down with her, I wrap my arm around her waist and I put my hand over her stomach. She feels thinner than the last time I saw her, I thought. So I moved my hand up to her rib cage. It definitely feels more defined. So when she got up to use the bathroom I asked her if she would take off her shirt.
It was kind of awkward since she wasn't wearing a bra, she took it off anyways. When I saw her I traced my fingers up and down her abdomen and chest area.
"Y-You're nearly a-a-anorexic," I stuttered.
We layed back down and when she woke up, I convinced her to eat something. I feel her pain.
Niall came back home angry and flustered, red in the cheeks. When I asked him what was wrong he started explaining to the boys and I, with the exception of Louis, who was still locked up in his room, what had happened.
"Well it started when I kissed her," he began, and we al gasped."She said everything was fine, but I didn't really think she meant it. Maybe it was the look in her eye. We decided to go for a walk in the park. That's when I said she should answer Louis' calls and she started yelling at me and we got into a huge argument. Then I said I never believed her or cared about her and stormed off. To top it of I told her I was never coming back."
"Wow mate, I thought you had more sense to leave her alone, but I guess I was wrong," I said.
"Zayn are you serious, she started it!" Harry yelled.
"I'm taking Louis' side," Liam said.
"I second that," said Niall.
"Same here," said Harry.
"I disagree," I said softly.
"What?" Liam said.
"I said I disagree and I'm on Emma's side. Unlike you, I know what the poor girl is going through!" I shouted and stormed out of the flat.
2 Days Later
I was staying at a hotel these past two days because I needed to get away from the boys. I had decided to go to Emma's flat, so I drove to her house thinking about what they had said about being on Louis' side. I knew Louis' reason, but I knew how hurt Emma was feeling right now.
I knocked on the door and she answered, looking hurt, tired and a whirlpool full of other emotions. Damn it Zayn, stop reading the poor girl, you might scare her.
"Are you going to say it?" she asked.
"Say what?" I questioned
"That you're on Louis' side?"
"No. I'm on your side," I said.
She looked like she hadn't gotten any sleep in the past few days so I got her changed, tucked her in, and started to walk out the door.
"Zayn please don't leave me," she said with terror in her voice.
"Do you need a cuddle buddy?"
"Yes," she responded.
As I lay down with her, I wrap my arm around her waist and I put my hand over her stomach. She feels thinner than the last time I saw her, I thought. So I moved my hand up to her rib cage. It definitely feels more defined. So when she got up to use the bathroom I asked her if she would take off her shirt.
It was kind of awkward since she wasn't wearing a bra, she took it off anyways. When I saw her I traced my fingers up and down her abdomen and chest area.
"Y-You're nearly a-a-anorexic," I stuttered.
We layed back down and when she woke up, I convinced her to eat something. I feel her pain.
Like the first chapter - again lol!
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