Part Nine
I ran down the empty corridor after Zayn, calling his name at every turn. I paused for a second, looking down a hall way. What with the endless number of corridors, and hundreds, maybe even thousands of doors, there was no way I would find him. I breathed outwards, leaning against a wall; I would just have to wait for him to return to the hotel room. I pushed my weight off the wall and brushed down my dress, taking one last look down the corridor. That's when I saw him. His hands were pressed against his forehead as he sat, crumpled on the floor. I walked slowly over to where he was, taking quiet steps, as if he were a wild animal. "Zayn?" I whispered. He jumped back in fright, franticly wiping his eyes. Even though he managed to clear the tears, I could still see how bloodshot his eyes were. He had been crying…a lot. "Oh Zayn…" I sighed, sliding down the wall to sit next to him. I paused, thinking about whether to put my arm around him. I decided against it, and instead played with a loose thread at the end of my sleeve.
"Lily…I…I don't know how to say this but…" "What is it?" I asked, praying he wasn't going to say it. "I think I love you." I sighed, putting my head in my hands. "I-I'm so sorry Lily, I shouldn't of said that…I…oh my-" He jumped up and ran down the corridor. But I couldn't move. How could I do this to someone? How could I just reject someone so harshly after I had spent my whole life crying over boys who had done the same thing to me? "Urgghhh!" I groaned, standing up. Why is life so fucking hard?
"Are you alright?" Niall gushed, running over to me and I fell through the hotel room door. "y-yeah. I'm fine." I stuttered, pressing my hand onto the wall to steady myself. "You don't look fine." Niall said firmly, grabbing my arm and placing it around his neck. He walked carefully over to the bed, with me hanging onto him, my feet dragging behind me. Niall sat me down on the bed and turned to face me, "what happened?" he asked, biting his lip. "He…he said he loves me." I said; my voice barely above a whisper. "He what?" Niall gasped, standing up fully. He whispered something under his breath and then began to walk towards the door. "Niall! Where are you going!" I shouted. "To sort this mess out." He said, slamming the door behind him.