Stole my heart (as if) COMPLETED

`I hate one direction` for years Jess has hated One Direction. But when her dad's girlfriend takes her to a fancy hotel she never dreamed she would fall in love with one of the members. Let's just say the joker of the group.


33. No hope sequel chapter 3

Jess's p.o.v

When Harry, Louis and I got back home I decided I had two aims to do tonight.

1) Confront Zayn

2) Spend more time with Louis.

'So I'm gonna cook a three course meal tonight' said Louis fiddling with the oven.

I gently moved his hands away before he broke it. 'You mean your just gonna run down the chippie'?I asked.

'No I'm not trust me Jess tonight I will cook an amazing three course meal prepare to be amazed'.

I sighed and watched as Louis tried to turn on the oven. 'See you later I'm going round to Zayns'.

Louis did'nt hear me as he was to busy fiddling with the saucepans. I smiled at me and walked out the door.

A few minutes larer I arrived at Zayns house, even though it was 6pm there were still a dozen or so fans on the driveway. I walked up the drive way ignored the fans who started giggling the minute I walked by and rang the doorbell.

'Hello you must be Jessica' said a man opening the door.

'Um yeah' I mumbled not even knowing who the man was.

'Come in'.

I thanked the man and walked inside I walked into the hall and quickly ran up stairs. I looked at all the doors wondering which one was Zayns I'd only been here once before and it was with Louis. I walked up to one of the doors and knocked gently.

'Mum I'm busy' shouted Zayn flinging open the door.

He turned bright red when he saw me,'Oh hey Jess come in'.

I grinned at Zayn and walked inside. Zayns room was a mess his clothes were tipped out all over the floor and his duvet flung across the room.

'Want a drink'? he asked 'Coke, J20 or fanta'.

'Um Coke thanks' I repiled pretending to look at some random planes on Zayns shelf but really looking at him.

Zayn looked awful even worse then the morning. His hair was a mess, he smelt funny and his eyes were dark and swollen he had to see a doctor but how was I supposed to tell him.

A few minutes later Zayn appeared carrying a large glass of coke for me and a small mineral water for himself. I thanked him and started gulping down my drink so fast that I wasn't even drawing breath. Zayn sat down on his bed and patted the space next to me.

'So Zayn are you ok?' I mumbled.

He started at me his eyelids swollen. 'Fine' he answered taking a large sip of his drink obviously wanting me to change the subject.

I had to push him. 'Its just I've noticed you've lost a lot of weight recently and life must be hard for you, I mean some time lifes  like that for me to I mean it was a huge decision moving in with Louis after only knowing him for two months, and I just want you to now I'm there for you' I gabbled gasping for breath I was sure I had'nt breathed through out the whole speech.

Zayn turned his head away quickly but I could already see the tears forming in his eyes.

'Look Jess theres nothing wrong with me just leave me alone' he shouted.

'Fine' I repiled.

I stood there waiting for Zayn to say something else but he did'nt I marched over to the door and was about to walk out when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

'What is it' I asked hoping Zayn was going to tell me that he knew he was crazy losing some much weight and he was deeply sorry for what he said.

'Close the door on your way out'.

I glared at him opened the door and stomped down the stairs. How could Zayn be so stupid and mean. I ran outside where there were still fans squealing and chanting Zayns name outside. I grabbed my mobile and called a cab feeling to angry to walk home. As soon as the cab arrived home I thanked the driver and ran inside.

'Hey Jess' called Harry coming into the hall.

'Hey' I repiled.

'So how was Zayn'?

I felt a massive lump in my throat I knew I should tell him 'he's fine' I mumbled.

Harry giggled and grabbed my arm 'come on Louis or Chef Tomlinson is almost ready'. he whispered in my ear, 'between you and me I'll be suprised If he dosen't set the kitchen on fire.

'Same' I laughed rushing into the living room. I sighed and lay back my second attempt to get Zayn to talk failed. At least nothing else could happen. Could it?

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