Rose wakes up a while later, and she must have started crying while she was sleeping because her face was twice as tear stained. It killed me to see her this upset, and honestly I felt terrible.
I felt twice as terrible since Zayn had come over for Rose so they could talk.
And once she saw him, she shot up and ran for the stairs.
And Zayn ran after her.
I ran after Rose, knowing that I shouldn't have, but I couldn't stop myself from running up the stairs and into her bedroom. "Rose I-"
She cut me off.
"I gave you my heart, hoping you wouldn't break it. I listened to you the day you caught me cutting and haven't cut since then. Now you go and do this, thinking 'Rose isn't going to find out about this.' Well guess what? I did. And I went away to clear my head and now you find me, thinking everything is gonna be okay when it's not. I told you the day we met I never wanted to get hurt the way I did at sixteen and you go and blow our relationship. I don't know if I even want to stay with you now because of it. So thanks for dropping and breaking my heart."
She turns to face the window, her back to me, and I knew she was about to start crying again.
At that moment, Rose turned and slipped her shoes on and walked out of the room.
I grabbed an umbrella and walked out the door, going for a walk. I couldn't stand him right now, and all I needed to do was clear my head.
I was hurt, and I wasn't going to go back and hit Zayn like I should have, but that just wasn't me. I couldn't hit him. I didn't dare because I couldn't hurt him more than what I did.
I couldn't tell where I was going, but I just kept walking.
Down the driveway.
Down the boulevard of The Broken-hearted.
I was crying again, and I knew that for sure even with the rain.
Why wasn't I using my umbrella?
I was getting soaked, and by the time I was, I finally used the umbrella. I know it wouldn't help me much, but whatever kept me covered.
I couldn't believe him.
After I gave him my heart, after I told him I loved him, after all of the nights I fell asleep in his arms, after all of the kisses, he did this.
I felt like a fool for asking if I loved him.
But I had to know.
Do I love him still?