Canvas - Z.M

Chapter 45

A few days had passed after the appointment with Faylyn and I guess you can say we're doing alright.

We haven't exactly argued either which is a good thing. I think it's been our record. But then again we argue more than we talk, so it's always quiet when we're not arguing.

The only thing that stops the silence is the music he plays on full blast downstairs when he's painting or doing art.

He's been spending a lot of time down there and now that rehearsals are back on, I haven't seen him as much.

I think the only time I get to see him is when he's going to sleep and when he wakes up.

So to have him here for dinner is quite surprising, because I wasn't expecting it at all.

"Do you think we'll ever get passed this silence?" Zayn questions out of the blue and I look at him from the kitchen.

I guess he can feel it too.

I nod, then shrug. "I hope so."

Zayn nods before standing from dining room chair and walks into kitchen as I continue to stir the gravy. He wraps his arms around my waist and I sigh quietly.

"I'm just happy you're here for dinner." I murmur. "You're always gone."

Zayn rests his chin on my shoulder. "It'll get worse when I'm flying out."

"I know." Maybe it'll be a good thing.

"Ever since that night, you're timid again. Did you think I was going to go that far after how far I've come?" Zayn questions.

I frown and place the saucepan on a different element.

I turn to face Zayn as he looks down at me with that distraught expression.

"I don't know what I was thinking. I can't remember." I mumble. "But I do know, is that I was scared and afraid that you were going to hurt me." I sigh and look down.

"Forget about it." I shrug. "It's already over."

Zayn sighs as I place his plate in front of him.

"What are we- you going back to do for your birthday tomorrow?" I question.

He shrugs. "Spend it with you? I don't know."

I half smile. "You don't have to spend it with me."

"But I do." Zayn says before eating his dinner. "This is really good by the way."

"How's rehearsals?" I question, gazing down at his plate that's almost half way finish.

"It's alright." He shrugs.

"Slow down." I frown. "God you're going to choke eating that fast."

"I was hungry. I don't have rehearsals tomorrow. So we can probably do something?"

I nod. "That'll be cool."

When he means something, he usually means do something at home. He's such a homebody. If he had it his way, he'd spend his whole day in bed.

"Mm." He frowns and pulls out his vibrating phone and I give him the look.

"Zayn."

Zayn sighs. "I have to take it."

He stands suddenly and presses the phone to his ear and I fold my arms before looking down at my own plate.

"Yeah- I think so." Zayn murmurs on the phone. "No I'm with Lorena tomorrow. Why?" He chuckles and I pick at my veggies before placing then on Zayns plate