Like A Love Song *Sequel to February 14, 2013*

After what felt like forever, he finally looked up at me. It frustrated me so much that I couldn't see his face in the darkness. The lights beaming behind him made it even harder to tell. I could barely see the smirk on his face. He took a step closer while I was frozen on the spot, our bodies almost touching.
"Hello beautiful."


11. First Apologies

I pulled out my headphones when I heard my mum calling my name from downstairs. 
"What?" I yelled back. "Somebody's waiting for you!"
I groaned and dragged myself out of my bedroom. I wasn't in the mood for talking to anyone, especially who I figured would be at the door. 
I expected him to be trying to contact me after what all happened. It just kind of seemed like the thing to do when you kiss your girlfriends best friend right in front of her. 
I don't know. 
But he hasn't been calling or showing up at 3 am outside my window or so much as a simple text. Maybe he's just tired. He's probably still sleeping from the long night. Or maybe he stayed at Louis and his phone died. Or maybe he just doesn't care. Why should I care?
I don't care. 
I walked down the hall and towards the stairs, and all I could see were pink high-tops. 
Well, that's definitely not Zayn. 
I walked about halfway down the stairs and saw my mum smiling at me with her apron on, and standing right in front of the doorway was Marilyn. 
"Nope." I mumbled and turned around to walk back up the stairs, only getting so far when my mum yelled my name again. 
"Jenna! You two should talk. Have her stay for lunch, I'm almost done." My mum suggested, even though I knew I didn't have a choice. Best to talk it out before it gets any more awkward, I figured. 
I sighed and sat down on the steps, Marilyn walking over to sit next to me.
"Hey." She greeted. She looked literally terrified, I didn't know if I should laugh or feel sorry for her. 
"Hi..." I mumbled. 
"I'm sorry Jenna," she started. "About... The party-" 
"Sorry doesn't cut it this time." I interrupted. I started to walk back up the stairs, but Marilyn grabbed onto my hand and pulled me back onto the step. "Just hear me out, Jenna. Please, that's all I'm asking." She pleaded. I sighed in agreement and sat back down. 
"Last night I got absolutely wasted, you saw me. I barely even remember what happened the first half of the party. But I remember seeing Zayn, and I went over to hug him. He told me to keep quiet because you didn't know he was at the party and he didn't want word to get out. I told him I'd keep it from you but the second he walked off I went looking for you. I promise, Jenna, I looked for you. But Harry told me you went for a walk with Niall so I waited. I knew I should leave you guys to talk since you don't get to do that anymore. After a while we started to all play truth or dare, and some girl dared me to kiss Zayn. I tried to chicken out but before I could say anything he was pulling me into a kiss, and that's when you walked in." 
She sat there and waited for my reaction, but I just stayed silent. 
"I just want you to know the truth. I don't want you to think that I took the opportunity while you were gone, because I didn't. I didn't want to do it and I would never hurt you, Jenna. You know that."
I stayed and thought about it for a while. I knew that Marilyn could very well be making any of this up, or she could've been so drunk she thinks that's what happened, but I trust her. 
 After a minute of silence, I walked down the steps and out into the kitchen. "Jenna?" Marilyn called, still sitting on the stairs. 
"Come on, it's time for lunch!" I called back to her, smiling. 

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