I decide that I'm not gonna call Liam, not yet at least. He has to know that , and I'm sure he's shitting his pants right about now. I wanna wait and see if he has a logical explanation for this silly rumor. I don't want to jump to conclusions.
*Liam's POV*
I am vigorously working out in the hotel gym when Zayn comes storming in .
"Dude you're fucked." - Z
"What.Is this important enough to interrupt my 5 mile run?" - L
"I'll let you be the judge of that. Read this." He says handing me his phone.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I'm so mad I try not to throw his phone across the room.
"You knew she was gonna find out sometime." - Z
"Yeah but not like this, not now! There couldn't be a worse possible time for this to happen!" I am such an idiot." - L
"Not necessarily, you and I both know she isn't gonna leave you. You're engaged for Christ sake." - Z
"No you don't understand this is so bad. I fucking cheated on her, and I've kept it a secret for months now!" - L
"You gotta call her." - Z
"I guess I don't have much choice." - L
I take out my phone and nervously dial Ella's number. I am trying my hardest to hold in my emotions so I don't look like a complete prick in front of Zayn. Shit. It went right to voicemail. She ignored my call. How could I let myself mess up this badly? It's over. We are so over, and coming to that painful conclusion is going to be more difficult than I thought.