6. One more day

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After dinner, everyone went to the living room to sit there and talk or read except Jax. He went up to his room. I stayed down and washed all the dishes that were left, and I dried them.

Zayn stood by the counter, watching wash the dishes. Once I was done, he pulled me by the waist, and we went up the stairs. We walked into our room and closed the door behind us. He pulled his shirt off his head and threw it by the dresser, Zayn walked into the bathroom, and I followed him. He stood in front of the mirror and stared at his reflection as he ran his hands through his hair. His dark brown hair was now underneath his ears

"Do you think I should cut it?" He asked

I didn't know what to say to him. It doesn't really matter how his hair looks, but I don't want him to be angry if I say the wrong thing

"That's up to you. If you want to cut it, then sure." I said

He smiled at me and nodded his head. He walked to me and put his hands around my waist, leaning down to kiss me, but it didn't last long. He pulled away and gazed deep into my eyes

"I'm going to leave it for now, I'll cut it some other time."

I nodded my head, and we both walked back into the bedroom. He let go of me and walked towards the dresser. I sat on the bed as he dug through the dresser for something to wear. He threw a large green T-shirt at me. I put it on and crawled into bed, I didn't go into the bathroom this time. Zayn followed me as I got in. He pulled me in close to his chest, and I could feel a cold chain

"Why did you kiss me today?" He asked me, sounding a but confused

"I'm sorry for making you angry earlier." I apologized, if his happy, then everything should go smoothly

"If you don't want to kiss me, you don't have to. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do." He said softly

That really surprised me. Why would he say that to me? Why would he give me a choice? Is this a trick or something? I still have to go through with my plan soon whether he's good or not, but first I have to prepare myself for it. It's the only way out of this house, and I'm gonna have to leave without kayla. But I will send help for her and Annabelle, I know they don't want to be here as well.. They are just too scared to admit it, and I understand why

"Zayn?"

"Mm," I could hear he was falling off to sleep

"... goodnight." I kissed his cheek

I heard him lightly snore, and I knew he was asleep. I looked at him just to make sure he was completely asleep, I slowly moved away from him and more on to my side of the bed. I curled myself into a ball and tried to sleep, but I couldn't

My mind was so busy thinking of how I'm gonna get out of this house. I'm going to sneak a knife under the mattress when Zayn's not looking or when he is not in the house. When he does come in the house later on, I would have to go through with my plan and get the key. But what if he wasn't a bad person? What if I could convince him to leave with me

I just laid there staring at Zayn's alarm clock, hoping time would go faster for me to go threw with my plan quicker. It was only 12 o'clock. I heard Zayn's weight shift on the bed, I was lying on my back when I felt his hand on my stomach. I turned my head to the side to look at him but couldn't see much because of how the dark room was

He is awake

His eyes were barely open, but I knew he could still see me because he groaned as he moved closer to me

"Why are you awake?" His voice was barely over a whisper

"I couldn't sleep." I said

"Why? What's keeping you up?"

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