I Love to Hate You
Chapter 6
The next morning I finished my cereal and put my bowl and spoon in the dishwasher. I flipped through a magazine and scrolled through my emails on my macbook, deleting the spam. I repainted my nails and turned on the radio and started singing to 'Want U Back' by Cher Lloyd. I grabbed my hairbrush and started singing really loud, not remembering that I wasn't the only one in the flat anymore. Zayn walked out of his room with no shirt on and sleepy eyes.
"What are you doing? It's only eleven o'clock!" he complained.
"Exactly! Don't you have plans today?" I asked, since I figured he did.
"No. Usually I wake up at one in the afternoon, and just hang out. Why, what do you do?" he asked me.
"Well, I have to go to the bank, then check on the club, run a few errands, meet up with my brother, schedule a dinner date with James, and go to the club for the night." I said, mentally adding things to the list as I said it.
"Let me come with you!" he begged.
"Fine. Get dressed, we're leaving in ten." I said, and he walked back to his room. A few minutes later, he walked out wearing a white tee and skinny jeans, his hair done perfectly.
"Okay, let's go!" I said, grabbing my keys and walking out the door, lokcing it behind me. Zayn led the way to my car, and I drove to the bank.
"Wow. Spending a day in your shoes is exhausting." he said once we finally got back to the apartment. I had to cancel my dinner date with James because Zayn and I were running late. He met my brother though, and it was awkward because my brother thought Zayn was my boyfriend...
"I have to go to the club tonight, are you coming?" I asked.
"I'm not sure. Lou and Nial are going out with friends, so I might as well." he decided. We drove to the club, and everybody seemed to be having a good time. I made Zayn get on stage and sing, then I worked at the bar for a little while.
"Hi, can I just get a water?" asked a guy while my back was turned.
"Sure, one minute." I said, grabbing a bottle and turning aroung. Liam.
"Oh, hi." I said quickly, handing him the bottle.
"I thought that was you. How's business?" he asked, taking a sip.
"Great actually." I replied, wiping the counter.
"Look, I need to talk to you." he said. Great. Here we go.
"What's up?" I asked casually.
"It's about the whole thing that happened in high school." he replied.
"What thing?" I asked, playing dumb.
"Carly, you know. I just, I feel really bad. I hope you know that." he told me.
"If I didn't look like this, would you still feel bad?" I questioned.
"What? What kind of question is that?" he asked me.
"One you didn't answer." I said, walking away.
He just sighed, and I rolled my eyes.
Things were always going to be like this.
We couldn't get over freshmen year, and that's what's holding us back.
I took off my serving apron and walked into the back room. I checked the books and did a few calculations before walking back out to see an old couple enjoying themselves while singing karaoke.
I was honestly in such a good place right now.
I looked over and saw Liam staring at me. I guess I should talk to him.
"Hey." I said, sitting down next to him.
"Hi." he replied.
"I didn't mean to come off as a jerk earlier." I told him.
"Don't worry about it. You have every right to hate me." he said, not meeting my gaze.
"I know. But for some reason, I'm in a forgiving mood tonight." I said.
"Carly, I don't want you to forgive me. I feel terrible, I really do." he said.
"Liam, I know. I just think we should forget about it. All it's going to do is bring up bad memories, and I don't need my past becoming my present." I said.
"Right. I totally understand." he said, watching the old man sing on stage.
"Okay. Well, have fun tonight." I said, walking away.
I really hope he doesn't try to talk to me about that year. Because I don't want to remember it. And I definitely don't want to know the truth about what happened.
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next chapter you will find out what happened between them in high school! it will be exciting, and probably something nobody expected!