"You seriously didn't lie?" He whispers, drawing a pattern on my leg.
"Not once," I reply, still stroking his hair. He sits up, eyes red and puffy.
"I'm sorry I assumed you lied," He says.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you who I was," I respond.
"I didn't tell you who I was," He replies.
"Well yeah, but I didn't cut myself over it," I say gently. "And I'm sorry about your grandma," I add softly.
"Can I um...do something quickly?" He asks me.
"Sure," I answer unsurely. He pulls me tightly into his arms and kisses me with such passion that I'm overwhelmed. I kiss him back and then we just hold each other in our arms. "You okay?" I ask him.
"I am now," He whispers in my ear.
"Let's go out to everyone," I say.
"Hold on. I'm cold," He replied getting up and grabbing a jumper, pulling it over his head.
He takes my hand and we walk out to the living room together. "Damn. Look who's happy," Louis states as we come into view, Zayn smiling down at me.
"It didn't start that way, that's for sure," I reply as Zayn and I sit on the couch.
"How bad was it? Sulking under the covers?" Liam asks. My eyes look towards Zayn's wrist and I feel his eyes on my face, but for some reason, it doesn't feel right to say it.
"More like snapping at me to get out," I laugh, easing the tension in the room. I can tell that Zayn is still looking at me, but I refuse to look back at him.
"So what happened?" Louis questions.
"Well, I came in and he was really upset. I made him look through my pictures to show him that I didn't care about you guys before you made me like you. Then I told him the story of how we first met and boy he was confused! Finally I kissed him and he realized it was me and I convinced him that I never lied," I relay all of the information, minus the cutting part.
"I can't believe it's you," Niall shook his head at me.
"You wouldn't believe how much he talked about his mystery girl from the park!!" Harry exclaims.
"It's not like she didn't talk about him all of the time either though," Sophie says and I send her a glare as my cheeks flush to a deep red.
"Really?" Zayn asks Sophie.
"Oh yeah. You should've heard her!" Sophie laughs, grinning ear to ear.
"Sophie shut up," I grumble.
"Like what?" Zayn presses. I elbow him in the stomach and shoot Sophie another glare.
"She kept rambling on and on about Nandos and how he kept taking her phone so she kept falling and it was so cute yet she couldn't see his face at the same time!" She grins even wider.
"Yeah?" He asks.
"Yup," She confirms it. I face palm.