Chapter 8
I was awake but I didn't open my eyes. I could see the light through my eyelids shining through the balcony door. I turned my head and groaned, finally opening my eyes. I saw Zayn laying on his side with his back to me. I reach out my hand and grabbed the back of his shirt, tugging on it lightly. I blinked a few times still not fully awake. He stirred in his sleep then turning to face me and he smiled.
I smiled an ugly, cheesy smile and said, "Morning."
"Morning.", he stretched and cleared his throat.
"Come on, lets get up." I sat up and waited for him to make a move. He stood up and we walked downstairs. We walked into the kitchen. "Are you hungry?", I asked him while rubbing my eye.
"Yeah, kind of."
"My cereal is down there." I pointed to a cupboard next to the refrigerator. I opened the fridge and got the milk while he got the cereal.
"Um, Louisa, why are there bottles of wine and other alcohol behind the cereal?"
My eyes widened and I sat the milk on the island. "Oh, well, that's mine."
He came up next to me and sat the box down. "Are you serious?"
"Hey, remember I told you I don't drink, party, do drugs, and have sex when I'm with other people? I just drink and party by myself, or with Janet.", I smirked.
"What about do drugs and have sex?", he asked taking a bite as we sat at the dining room table.
"Well," I swallowed my food, "you already know I'm a virgin. And about the drugs, I know you saw all my pills so I guess you can classify that as doing drugs. Although, they're not illegal." I shrugged taking another bite.
"Your mom doesn't know?"
"No. Should she?"
"Probably not.", he chuckled.
There was a few minutes of silence as we ate and then finished. We went into the living room afterwards. We sat there without talking.
I broke the silence, "Zayn, don't you ever want a girlfriend? Or just someone to make you happy that will always be there. You're 17, don't you ever want that one person?"
He just looked me in the eyes. "Don't you?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat as I thought. I pulled my knees up and rested my chin on them just as I did last night on the balcony. I looked down at my feet on the couch. "I don't know." He didn't say anything.
I heard the doorbell ring and raised my eyebrow at Zayn. "I don't even know who that would be." I walked to the door and opened it. "Hi Janet."
"Hey, is your mom here? I don't see her car."
"No. She'll be back tomorrow."
"Why didn't you call me? We always hang out when she's gone."
I put my hand on my head. "Well, I guess I uh, I just...", I stuttered.
She leaned to the left and looked around me trying to see in my house. "Is someone here?"
I looked back to see if she would be able to see him. "No uh-"
"Zayn's here, isn't he?" She tuned down to a whisper, "Oh my gosh, did he stay the night? Did anything happen? Are you guys together?"
"Janet, shh. Yes, he stayed, but nothing happened. I don't even know if he was planning to stay, we just fell asleep."
She smirked, "Can I come in?"
"Yes, but don't be weird.", I laughed as she stepped in. We walked into the living room and Zayn just looked at me. "It's Janet."
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FanfictionLouisa had nothing but money. Some life tragedies, along with certain people, broke her. 5 different kinds of pills, not being wanted, and people leaving her was all she knew. Her past of pathological lying came into play when she doesn't want the n...