Not gonna happen

Jessie’s POV
“Hello?” Zayn answered, after he grabbed the phone from in front of me. He was still sitting at the table so I could hear everything he said, which I liked.
“Hey babe, what’s up?” he asked. Babe? What? Okay, calm down Jessie. Did I mention I have major trust issues which have led to insecurities which have led to doubts which have led to more trust issues which have led to anxieties? No? Well I have major trust issues that have led to insecurities that have led to doubts that have led to more trust issues that have led to anxieties.
I always freak out over this kind of thing, mainly because all of my past boyfriends (three in total) have cheated on me so I ended things. I kind of have a type, bad boy, mysterious, closed off, dangerous and hot. This whole “babe” thing is really getting to me. Is Zayn cheating on me? I didn’t think he was the type but now…No! Hold up Jessie! If Zayn was cheating on you he certainly wouldn’t do it right in front of your face.
“Who is it?” I whispered to him even though I knew exactly who he was talking to. Zayn put his hand over the receiver and lifted his phone away from his ear.
“It’s me mum” he told me, going back to his conversation. LIE! He just fucking lied to me. Oh how I wish I could tell him off real good. Just be like
“I KNOW IT ISN’T YOUR MUM! IT’S YOUR FUCKING TURD OF AN EX-GIRLFRIEND THAT FOR SOME REASON YOU KEEP TALKING TO AND FOR SOME REASON YOU JUST CALLED HER BABE YOU PIECE OF SHIT”
I know that is a little over the top but I am so sick of that phase in my life. I will not tolerate being cheated on again because when I found out my last boyfriend cheated on me I wanted to commit suicide and I almost did, had my mom not walked in on me.
She then kicked me out of the house because she thought I was a bad influence on my brother so I am living in my grandma’s house while she is in the hospital with diabetes. If she dies, which I am pretty sure she will (not to sound negative or anything but that’s what the signs point to) then the house will be sold and I will be homeless. All of this started because of cheating and I will not go back to that dark place in my life.
“Okay. Yep see you in 10” Zayn talked to Perrie frantically
“Sorry babe, my dad had a seizure, He is stable but I have to go meet my mum” he lied., He lied right to my face like that.
“Okay” I put on a fake smile and played along with his lie to see how far he would take it.
“Thanks for understanding” he said, kissing the top of my forehead and laying some cash down on the table before walking off. At that moment the food came out. Just great, I am still hungry and now I have to eat alone like a weirdo or a loner.
“Thanks” I smiled at the perving waiter.
“So, boyfriend isn’t here anymore. Available?” he asked, sitting down across from me where Zayn had sat moment before.
“No I am not available. My boyfriend had an emergency and had to leave. Now, I would appreciate it if you would do the same” I smiled a sarcastic smile and waited for him to leave but he didn’t.
“Look love, I am not interested in you. I wasn’t looking at your chest. I was looking at your choker” he talked in a completely different voice. One that when you hear it, you assume the guy is gay. That is exactly what I thought. The waiter looked down in shame.
“Your voice changed” I kind of stuttered.
‘My dad doesn’t support me being…gay…so I change my voice so people don’t assume. I don’t want them to hate me like my dad does” this guy was in pain, and still looking down.
“I don’t hate you. How can I? I barely know you” I smiled at him comfortingly.
“I’m James” he smiled, picking up the fork that Zayn was supposed to use and digging into the food what Zayn was supposed to eat. I looked at him like he was crazy and he looked at me confused.
“What? I don’t want it to go to waste” he smiled.
“What’s your name?” he asked me back
“Jessie” I returned his warm gesture.

Notes

Here is the next chapter. What do you think? Please let me know. I have a few ideas and am unsure if anyone is really reading this story.