Little Talks

"I don't like walking around this old and empty house."
"Are you sure about this Zayn?" I asked with my hands grasping over the railing, wind blowing through my hair. "Don't worry." He tells me. "I'm nervous as much as you. But these little talks don't last long."
My summer was basically ruined thanks to my mother. After high school graduation, she forced me to work on the cruiseline she owns instead of giving me a choice if I want to like my older sister. But the first day of the cruise, the first day I saw them being complete dumbos. That day I didn't know that I would love one of them. Zayn was right, these little talks don't last long.


57. Tell her that I miss our Little Talks

~A few weeks later~

"Britta!" I hear my annoying mother outside my cabin door. I sit up and swing my legs out of bed.

"What is it, mom?" I ask throwing my uniform on and doing my hair in a French braid.

"You don't mind if I come in and have a chat with you?"

My eyes widen. The last time we had a chat was to talk about expectations on dating Zayn. I walk towards my door and turn the knob. I swing the door open and she walks in.

"Britta," She starts. "I know back in June, you were upset about being away from Annaliese, Cassidy, and all of your other friends. But the reason I technically 'forced' you to work on my cruise ship was so that I can spend time with you and your sister.

"Katie is going back to FSU, and you're going to Florida Gulf Coast for your first year of college, and I won't have anyone to be with at home. Except the dog. With your father in prison for hurting Kellie and you two gone, I don't know what I'd do. You're my little girl and it's hard for me to lose you. So with that off my chest and the summer almost over, thanks for being here. Thanks for being an extra help on here, bonding with Kate, making new friends, everything. I love you, Britta Ann Carter."

We hug and start to cry. I'm out of the house once the cruise is done and who knows when the it'll be the next time I see my mom. She may be annoying and crazy, but she's my mom. "I love you too, mom." I cry.

~Later on in the day~

"Room service!" I yell outside the boys' cabin. To my surprise, Harry opens the door and he's in his boxers. And who pops out behind him? Becca. "Is this déjà vu?" I ask. "First Louis and El, now you two?!"

Like me and Zayn, Harry and Becca have been together since Rachel's birthday party at the club. They did go on a few dates, but I don't remember anything about get it.

"Speaking of the idiots whom I share a cabin with, have you seen Zayn and Niall?" Harry asked.

I shrug my shoulders as I pick up their pile of laundry. "Haven't seen them since last night at the sky deck."

"Call Rachel. Maybe Niall is with her. If she doesn't answer, then call Elizabeth." Becca suggests.

"Who knows if Rach will pick up, and Liz is busy with that Jesse guy." I remind her.

"Nicole, Eleanor, Louis, and El are together on the sky deck. And Liam is with Dani. Little Mix checked out after Zayn and Perrie broke up. Josie is trying to convince Kaitlyn to stop flirting and snogging Niall. Becca and I are here. Cassidy is getting lunch. Rachel is..." Harry lists, but gets interrupted by Becca.

"WITH NIALL!" She screams. "I texted her asking where she is. She replied 'Im with Niall'!"

My phone starts to buzz. It's Cassidy. "Y'ello?"


"Cassidy, were you spying on them?" Becca asks.

Silence. Then Cassidy replied in a guilty tone. "Maaaaaaaybe." Becca rolls her eyes. I do the same and we say goodbye.

"Okay, so we know where Niall and Rachel are." I say after I hang up. "But what about Zayn?"

We all stand there. Harry stood there looking at his phone. "Did Zayn text you?" I ask. Where is he?!

"Yes. He said..." I leave the room without letting him finish.

~Harry POV

"...'I fucked up this time.'" I read Zayn's text.

~Zayn POV

I run out of Megan Lyon's cabin, fiddling with my pants button.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, GOD DAMN IT! Why didn't I tell Britta about this when it began?! Wait, I forgot my shirt.

Damn it.


I reach the elevator and frantically press the up button. No time for that, Malik! Stairs.

I never took stairs here. I look around for a sign. Bingo, found one! I begin running upstairs. So what if anyone finds me shirtless?

Unless it's...

"Zayn, where have you been?"

Shit, Britta.

"Where's your shirt?" She asks.

I'm dead.

"Well, you see Brit..."

"Zayn, you left your shirt in my cabin." Megan came up the stairs in one of her oversized shirts.

Oh, triple quadruple shit.

~Britta POV

Zayn shirtless.

And his fly is down.

Megan holding one of Zayn's shirts.

And her hair is a total mess.

They both smell bad.

I've been trying to put these puzzle pieces together until...

"Have you two been seeing each other?!" I'm super close to crying.

Zayn was silent. Megan was silent. "You have! Haven't you?!?!" I cry.

"Britta, it's not what you..." Zayn starts. But I interrupt him.

"YES, IT IS WHAT I THINK!" I'm sobbing. "How long has this been going on?! HOW LONG?!"

"About the beginning of July." Megan answered. She doesn't even care that she has been sleeping with my boyfriend.

I can't stand this anymore. I push Zayn out of the way, after kneeing him in the balls, and run down to my cabin.

I had to get out of here.

I open my suitcases and throw in all my clothes, shoes, etcetera. I strip my bed and leave a pile of sheets next to the naked bed. I pull out my other suitcase and throw in my cabin decorations, make up, and other miscellaneous necessities.

After nearly an hour, Santa Monica cabin 1F is bare.

I pull out a post-it note and write a small note. I set that on my bed and walk towards the door. I shut the door behind me and drop my key on the floor. Someone will surely need it.

I had so many memories in that cabin. But I need better ones.

I don't bother going to say goodbye. It'll only bring more pain. We're currently docked in Madrid, Spain. So I can find an airport and fly back.

Back to America.

But not to Amelia Islands.

Somewhere where no one will know where I am.

~Zayn POV

"'Use to be your baby, used to be your lady. Thought you were the perfect lover. All the harmony went fallin' out of key so now you gotta find another.'." I flip the note over. "'You hurt me badly. Don't come looking for me. Goodbye everyone. ~Britta Carter'."

Everyone's sitting in Britta's bare cabin. Shocked.

It was all my fault. I shouldn't have allowed Megan to come into my life. If things were like it was before,

Britta would still be here.

We all get up and leave. Mrs. Carter and Katie are crying. Everyone else is giving me snake eye.

I sit there. My phone buzzes. It's Britta.

She texted:

"Im deleting ur # after this. Goodbye Zayn Malik. Tell my mom and Katie I love them. Tell Liz that Jesse is a keeper. Make sure Harry+Becca and Niall+Rachel stay 2gether. Hope Josie and Kaitlyn find their true love. Tell Nicole and Eleanor that their personalities and humor never fail 2 make me smile :). Tell Louis+El that they r soo cute 2gether & Im sorry 4 ruining their 'moment' back in Paris. Tell Liam+Dani I said good luck on their relationship. Most of all, thnx u 4 being a good bf. But u went the wrong way. U can only go in"

Her text stopped there. I begin to cry.

~Britta POV

I couldn't finish my text because the lady said I had to turn off my phone. But I sent what I wrote. I deleted everyone from my contacts lists. My friends, important people.


But it's worth it.

It's time to start a new life.

A new Britta Carter.

A new...



I was right.


Zayn was right.

~Britta and Zayn

These Little Talks don't last long.



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