One in a million

17 Year old Zoey and her best friend Leah have been waiting for backstage tickets. They wake up one morning and find that the competition is over and they didn't win the tickets. They go to their concert a few week later and someone can't stop looking at Zoey. They go to the signing after the show and the guard takes Zoey into a room and tells her to wait. Whats going to happen?


8. Confession

Zoey's POV

He was staring at the blank wall. Emotionless. I didn't like it. I waved my hands in-front of his face. Done everything I could do. Last time, and then plan B. To be honest I liked plan B. If this doesn't work, the kiss will, I thought to myself. I clicked my fingers in front oh his face and he came back. Damn. So close. Then I started wondering what he was thinking about. "What were you thinking so deeply about?" I chuckled wiping the frown off my face. I noticed him blush and try to hide it but he didn't do a very good job. "Ehh nothing" he spoke quietly barely audible as he looked down and then back up. Our eyes met and butterflies filled my belly. Suddenly he grabbed my chin and crashed his lips against mine making me moan slightly into his mouth, he slipped his tongue in while he had the chance.

I was soon short for air and had to pull away to breath. He sighed as we lost touch to breath. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. He laid his head on top of mine and kissed it. I giggled and closed my eyes to take his amazing cologne. I was about to fall asleep when I pulled my phone out to tell my  mum where I was so she wouldn't be worried. 'Hi mum, im just at Zayn's, don't worry about me' I quickly tapped send slipped my phone back into my pocket. I was almost asleep when she replied. 'Oh thank god, I was about to call you where you were, don't do anything you're going to regret. Have you told him yet?' I read the message and thought about it. Unfortunately he seen the message. "Told him what?" he asked pulling me to the side so he could look at me. I didn't say a word and I just looked down at my phone. He gently took his hand and pulled my chin up forcing me to look up and get lost in his eyes. "Tell me please, I'm getting worried" he said with hurt in his eyes. I didn't want to tell him, I was scared that when I told him he would leave me. "I'm scared Zayn" I say freeing my self from his eyes. "Of what?" he asked as his eyebrows rose, still holding my chin up forcing me to look him in the eye. "I'm...I'm scared that if I tell you, you will leave me" I spoke trying my best to hold my tears in. His worry turned into anger and he stood up. "Why would you think I would ever leave you!" he yelled. At this point tears were running down my cheeks. He anger turned into an emotion I could figure out. I got up and ran outside. I hear him yell my name from inside. I didn't want to see him. I just ran as far as my legs and lungs let me. I could hear foot steps and heavy breathing behind me. "Zoey, please wait!" he shouted one more time. I couldn't hear him anymore, but I kept running. 

I ran past my house and ran all the way to Leah's house. I ran in to her house and ran up to her room. I collapsed on her bed and sobbed. I heard Leah open the door from the bathroom and gasp. I heard her footsteps getting closer untill she was sat right next to me, hugging me. "What happened?" She asked just loud enough to be heard over my sobbing. I sit up and lean into her hug. I dont say anything for a while. The tears that rolled down my cheeks stopped me from saying a single word. We waited until my eyes were dry with no tears left within. I was about to speak, my mouth was open ready to talk. But the doorbell interrupted me and immediately I thought of the worst. He would come in and make me tell him everything, and I wont be able to run. I watch the door as I hear loud footsteps get louder and louder until they stop just outside the door. I watch the handle turn and the door slowly swinging open. I was sat frozen. I watched him get closer. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy. Leah walked outside leaving us alone. I didn't want her to leave, but by the time I could speak the door shut behind her. I heard her foot steps get quieter as she walked downstairs. I looked up at Zayn who was sitting next to me. I noticed a tear building up in his eye. He blinked, and the small drop rolled down his cheek. He looked up at me at me and opened his mouth to speak "I... am soooo sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you" by the time he finished I seen a few more tears roll down his cheek. I lifted my hands up and wrapped them around him to give him a hug. He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling him closer. "If you don't want to talk about anything, you don't have to, I don't want to push you. And I dont know what got into me earlier I am really sorry" he mumbled into my neck."Its OK, its not your fault" I said wiping my old tears. "Yes it is I got mad at you for no reason" he spoke a bit annoyed, trying to keep his temper. I ignored him, I didn't want to fight with him again.


Zayn's POV

She sat there for a few minutes not responding to what I have said. I watched her for a moment and hugged her tighter. After a couple on minutes she opened her mouth to speak. "I think im going to... I think im going to tell you" her voice barely audible. I noticed tears forming in her eyes. "You dont have to if you dont want to" I tell her wiping her tears. "I want to" she said more confidently. She sat there for a moment and began. "You know the night we met. At the hospital?" she asked and I  nodded back "I wasn't in hospital for breaking my leg. It all happened the day before. Me and Leah went to the park that we used to go to since I can remember. We were just walking and chatting when someone drove into me from behind with their bike. He left me with a broken leg and just drove off. Leah was about to faint, so she turned around so she could call. At that point I blanked out. Since I am a clumsy person as you know, I have broken my limbs many times, so I was used to the sight. This was the first time I ever fainted. Then a day later I woke up in the hospital. I woke up and my mum told me that they diagnosed me with Leukaemia. They also said that I have about 1-3 years left" she finished and tears were gushing down both of our faces. My jaw hung there in shock. I grabbed her tightly and hugged her. "I'll make the rest of your life the best time of your life" I spoke over my tears. "Not always, there will be times when I will have to go to hospital for treatment" she spoke quietly, no tears left to cry. "I will be there with you, trying to make you feel as best as possible" I whispered, tears calmly falling now. She wiped my tears with her petite hands and hugs me tightly. "Thank you" she whispered into my neck. Her warm breath tickled my neck making me smile.

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