Your Love Is My Drug

Layla's the name, meeting him was amazayn, seeing him was amazayn, will loving him be amazayn too! Check out this story now to find out! C'mon at least read the first chapter! :)


13. *Chapter Twelve*

Zayn's POV

I wiped a few tears before entering the flat. I quickly passed by everyone and slammed my door shut. How could she do that to me. The least she could've done was be truthful with me. I can't bare but think what else she's done. Just the Harry walked in.

"You alright, mate I heard the door slam." 

"I dumped her she lied to me."

"I'm sorry mate maybe it wasn't meant to be." He said apologetically.

I asked to be alone so he wouldn't see me cry. And to think I thought she was different...

Layla's POV

I sobbed my heart out all night long and ate double fudge chocolate ice cream watching cheesy romantic soap operas. I don't even want to work tomorrow knowing that he'll be there.

I wake up worse then ever and not even bother to get dolled up. I wore a sleeve shirt with some   skinny jeans and comfy uggs to work. I skipped breakfast and my latte. I felt horrible and looked horrible too. Hair was in a messy bun, no makeup. Yup I look horrible. I walked into Barry's office and he was startled by my appearance. "Good morning sir what shall the drinks be." "Uhh, just water for six." Wow. He actually didn't yell at me this time. He must be pretty freaked out. Good because I wasn't in the mood to his bullshit. I take the water in the studio and work on some paperwork in my office for awhile. I know by now the boys were here. I was trying my best to avoid them. Especially Zayn.

"Layla!" Barry shouted. Just my luck. He called me into the studio. I walked in and some of the boys choked on their water by my oh so charming good looks. Not. Zayn didn't even look at me. I felt terrible. I mean he didn't even acknowledge my presence. Barry wanted me to get a sheet of paper off his desk. I did as I was told an went back to my office. I took a break and went downtown to the closest bar.

I walked into an empty bar and ordered a shot or two. And I remeber this was where I first met Zayn. I cried with my head down. I paid for my shot and left. I told Barry I was taking the rest of the day off and he agreed. 

Weeks passed and still no Zayn. I was starting to feel less attached to him day by day. I would always see him but he would never see me. One morning I was told to be in early because Barry was running late. So I had to keep the boys company. I was very uncomfortable, in fact I felt sick. Nauseous almost. I told the boys to excuse me for a moment. As I was about to open the door I fell to he floor and puked. Harry helped me up and took me to the restroom to get cleaned up.

"Its okay I can get cleaned up myself." I told Harry.

"No, I want to help. What happened Layla you don't look yourself? You've changed into a depressing shadow that just walks around this building."

"I'm sure you know Harry, I'm upset that I wasn't even given a chance to explain myself to Zayn about the incident. But all that doesn't matter because he won't even look me in the eye." 
"If I were you I wouldn't be upset over a guy, in fact I would be telling myself its his loss."

I giggled. "Thanks Harry." I hugged him and we stared in each others eyes. He leaned in to kiss me but then Zayn barged in telling Harry that he was needed back to the studio because Barry arrived. Harry left and Zayn walked over to me with his hands in his pockets.

"Hi," I stared at him in disbelief that he was actually speaking to me.

I nod and head for the door, but he grabs my arm to stop me. 

"Let go," I say.

"I've missed you Layla."

"Oh really, because I hadn't heard from you in weeks!" I nearly shouted at him.

"I know its just today, I felt bad for you when you got sick."

"Well, I'll have you know I am perfectly fine with myself."

"Look I was trying to see if-" 

"Ow!" I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and kneeled down to the floor.

"Layla..Layla are you alright?" I heard Zayn shout. Then I saw pitch black...

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