7. I Can't
I was currently sitting in Zayn's parents house. He's parents had thrown a huge going away party for all of us. They even invited all our parents and family.
I was helping set up the backyard when I heard a crash. I turned to see Harry and Louis standing over broken plates. I shook my head.
"You guys need to stop breaking all the plates." I chuckled. I carefully grabbed the big pieces and walked into the house.
I walked into the kitchen to see Mrs. Malik. "They broke another plate?" She questioned in a jokingly manner.
I laughed. "You bet. Third one in a row." I put the pieces in a bag and into the garbage.
"Why don't you take these paper plates out instead." She gave me a stack of paper plates. I smiled. "Thanks. Sorry about your plates."
She gave me a warm smile. "It's fine." I smiled back as I turned around.
I walked down a hall that had family portraits against the walls. Some were recent, others were from a couple years ago.
I looked at one. It was Zayn and the guys together. Beside that one was one of Zayn when he was younger. Probably 4 or 5.
He had the nicest brown eyes. He was absolutely adorable.
"What are you looking at?" A raspy voice said from behind me. I whipped around to see Zayn leaned against the door frame. I nervously chewed on my lip. Why was I nervous? I shouldn't be nervous. It's Zayn.
"You." I turned back around to the picture. I looked at a picture with Zayn and his sisters. "You have a beautiful family." I muttered. I felt Zayn's presence approach closer.
"Thanks." He mumbled. I turned to see him beside me.
"Well I should bring these plates out to the boys." I turned to walk away.
I couldn't just stand there anymore. Every time I look at her, it reminds me of that song, and how she moved on. Every part of that song reminded me of our broken relationship. I never meant to hurt her like that. I was just so confused.
I grabbed her back so she was standing back in front of me.
"What are you doing?" She asked. You could tell by the way that she spoke that she didn't want to be this close to me.
"I need to talk to you." I stared deep into her hazel eyes.
"I don't want to speak to you. Zayn just leave me alone, please." She turned back around but I blocked her. I put my hand on the wall so there was no way out.
"If your gonna be on this tour, you can't ignore me." I explained as I tried to stay calm. She was making me feel weird, and I didn't like it.
"Fine, what do you want?" She said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Is your song really about me?" I asked looking deep into her eyes, searching for the truth. She looked away but I cupped her face in my hands forcing her to look at me.
"Does it really matter?" She said blankly. I sighed. "Of course it matters. Just tell me the truth." I whispered.
She put her hands over mine that were on her face. She shut her eyes for a bit, until they fluttered open again. "Yes. It's about you."
"I'm sorry." I mumbled. I wrapped my arms around her in a hug. At first she was hesitant, but soon I felt her small arms around me.
She pulled away. We both looked into each others eyes. She leaned up and pressed her lips to mine. I was shocked, but I kissed her back. With everything I had in me.
I pulled away from Zayn. He looked upset, but he didn't understand how upset I was.
"You kissed me." He said as his fingers touched his lips. I sighed. I never wanted this. I had a good feeling if I went on this tour, that someone would get hurt. All I knew was it wasn't gonna be me. I can't handle another heartbreak.
"Zayn, we can't do this. It's not right." I went for the door again, but he put himself between it.
"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry that I broke up with you. I'm sorry that I cheated on you with my ex. I'm sorry that I never told you how I really felt about you. Sophia, I'm so fucking sorry and I know that you say you'll forgive me, but I know you really won't. Just give me one last chance." He begged.
I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "I can't." I pushed past him.
I ran into the bathroom. Once I was in there, I broke down. I cried for at least ten minutes straight.
I can't do this. I really can't. And I know that Zayn won't stop till I'm his again.
I sighed and wiped the tear that fell from my eye. I kneeled down and grabbed the paper plates that Sophia dropped when she ran.
I walked over to the backyard to see the guys fooling around.
"Where's Sophia?" Niall asked. I shrugged.
Harry walked over to me and clapped his hand over my shoulder. "You talked to her, didn't you?" Harry asked. I nodded my head. I turned to Harry feeling tears in my eyes. "Harry, she really hates me." I mumbled.
"She'll come around, don't worry." He said as he tried to comfort me. It didn't work.
"She kissed me. She kissed me and she doesn't want to be with me anymore. She doesn't love me." I felt a tear slip down my cheek.
We sat down around the outdoor table all together. It was quite awkward since everyone of my family was there making embarrassing comments about me when I was little. They do this every time we get together.
"When Zayn was three, he used to run around only in his diapers. It was so cute!" I groaned.
"Mum! Do you have to?" I didn't mean to snap at my mum, but I needed her to stop.
I looked across the table at Sophia. She wasn't really paying attention. She was looking down at her phone. Every time she got a text, she'd smile and blush. It really pissed me off because I knew exactly who was making her blush like that.
She excused herself from the table. I watched her walk into the house, and then disappear.
Suddenly I felt someone kick me from under the table. I looked to see Harry pointing to his phone. I pulled mine out to see a text from him.
This is your chance.
I looked back at Harry. He nodded his head. I texted him back.
She won't listen.
Harry looked at me with a look like "your loss".
I sighed and got up. I walked into my house and instantly heard giggling.
I started to walk closer to the sound. It was getting louder, then I heard a different voice.
"Baby...this isn't a good idea." It was Sophia.
I walked into the TV room to see Sophia sitting on top of that guys lap. He had his hands up her shirt and she looked uncomfortable. I immediately lunged at him pulled him off of her.
I pushed him against the wall, my face up in his.
"What the fuck do you think your doing?" I spat. This kid had the nerve to come in my parents house, and be all over my ex?
"Dude calm down. I was just having fun." He smirked.
I narrowed my eyes. "Get the fuck out of my house, you piece of shit." I let go of his shirt and pushed him back a little.
"Zayn, why are you kicking Nic out?" Sophia cried. I turned to her. "Stay out of this alright?"
I was about to turn back to this kid when he turned me around. "Don't fucking talk to my girlfriend like that." He said as he pushed me.
I laughed. "Your girlfriend?" I turned to Sophia. "This is how you moved on? You think he's better then me? You chose this fucking twat over me?" I don't know why I was this angry. I just can't believe she chose this dude over me.
"Yes Zayn, I chose Dominic over you because he knows me. He understands me. He won't hurt me like you did. He won't cheat on me like you did. And I know for a fact that he'll tell me how he really feels about me instead of hiding it or writing it in a song." Sophia walked over to Dominic and stood in front of him.
"Zayn we're over. I don't want to be with you, nor do I need to be with you. You hurt me for the last time, and I'm done. I'm done letting you play with my heart. I'm happy with Dominic, so just back off."
She turned around and grabbed Dominic. She pulled him to the front door.
"Oh and do me a favor, tell your mum that I'm sorry I couldn't stay."