Jenna P.O.V

I wasn't in the mood to talk with anyone but Alyssa. I followed Alyssa as we heard the knock on the door. She opened it and was greeted by more than just Louis. My eyes trailed to Zayn and I just ran out of their sights, Zayn barging through Alyssa coming after me. Soon enough, I got to my room and shut the door loudly, and locked it. I could hear the knob twisting, and the pounding on the door. This was so horrible. I felt like I was in some sort of horror movie and the killer is on the opposite side on the door. I grabbed my pillow from the bed and hugged it. I was in a ball at my door with the pillow pressed against my chest and I placed my face in it, making the pillow absorb all of the tears coming out of me. Sniffs could be heard on the other side, which made me cry more. But then it fell completely silent, and I could only hear my crying, and very faint noises in the living room. I guess Alyssa is talking to Louis or someone while I'm here suffering.

"Jenna?" a cracked voice spoke up. I didn't say anything. This just reminded me of a memory.

I could remember me waking up on Zayn completely bare with our clothes scattered in the room. He woke up, his eyes fluttering and gave me his morning smile. I didn't make a hesitant moment and immediately asked where his bathroom was so I could change. He pointed to it and I ran inside with all of my clothing. I put on every layer on me and got lost, deep in my thoughts. I opened the door to see Zayn looking into my eyes lovingly, before he planted a kiss onto my lips, making it very sweet and delicate. He said the powerful three words, and asked if I felt the same way too. I had no reaction, unless shutting the door in front of his face was one. He asked if I was okay but no reply, I always act like that. His pounding on the door increased but still no replies. After awhile, I caught myself asleep and heard the voices of Zayns, Alyssas, Harrys, and Liams at the door. The door opened and Alyssa came rushing after me, her eyes looking deep down to my sleeping expressions and her and Harry placed me on the bed of his.

I shivered at my brought up memory.

"I'm.. s-sorry." the voice continued. I wiped my tears with the pillow and stood up, slowly unlocking the door and opening it. I took the time to take a look at his face. His face looked miserable and helpless. My eyes lit up in shock as he looked like this. Zayn took a tiny step towards me, and I took a step backwards. He stopped, fearing that I was frightened and I shook my head and once again, my tears fell through. I could feel them dripping onto my hands as I try to stop them and Zayn took his move to come to me fully, wrapping his arms around me pulling us in for a tight hug. As much as I hated him for what he did, I really just wanted a someone to hug me. Zayn rubbed a tear away with his thumb and placed his gentle kiss on my forehead, and I stopped, realizing this was reality. I broke away from his grasp, and his face fell, paining my own feelings.

"Zayn.." I murmured. I didn't know what to do.

"It's okay." he replied and stepped closer.

"No Zayn. I th-think it's time to l-let go." I stuttered. Zayn stopped and looked at me before understanding that I was serious. He had his meltdown in front of me.

"I d-don't want too." he stuttered back.

"It's okay. We'll be friends, I promise." I replied and he hesitantly nodded. Zayn grabbed me and he placed my head into his chest and I took a great puff of his scent. He wreaked of alcohol and wine.

"Can I be alone?" I asked, voice still low. He nodded and left. I closed my eyes and fell on my bed. Peace and quiet. I think that was what I needed.

Notes

It's official! Jayn is over.

- xStylish

Okay so i hate summer because it is super cold and raining so then my mom asked me to bring a twenty dollar to my uncle and i had to go outside for it. torture +1 because my leg hurts too :l