110. How did you get here?
“I’m gonna head back to the room. I’ll see you tomorrow” Zayn said while heading towards the door.
“About that……..Justin’s gonna kill me if I hang out with you guys again. He doesn’t even want me talking to you” I admitted.
“Where is he now?”
“Probably out looking for me.”
My phone started ringing. I looked at the caller I.D. and it was Justin. I declined the call.
“Well, if you feel that you shouldn’t hang out with us, we’ll be okay.” Zayn said with a fake smile.
“I’m really sorry” I said.
“It’s fine” Zayn said while smiling and leaving the room.
Who am I kidding? I’m not staying with Justin after tonight. I got a text from Justin.
Justin <3: I’m not going to sleep until I find you. Trust me....I’ll find you.
Nicole <3: Just leave me alone! It’s over…okay? I’m going back to L.A. Have fun on your tour.
I cut my phone off, turned off the lights and lay in the bed. I stared at the ceiling in the dark; thinking about nothing heard someone fiddling with the door. I jumped up, because I assumed someone was trying to break in. The door opened. The person walked in and shut the door behind them. The person turned on the light. It was Justin. A sense of relief and fear hit me. He was just staring at me with red puffy eyes. He had dry tear stains on his face.
“How did you get in here?” I asked Justin.