It felt so good to sleep in on a Saturday and wake up without a hangover.
It was probably my first time not going to a club on a Friday night.
Thanks to Niall Horan and his surprise party.
At least I wasn’t planning it with a heavy heart, right?
I picked up my phone to see what time it was, 11:34am.
Not bad Cairo, not bad..
I was also distracted by the many text messages from my mother.
“Mom: Cairo! Remember you’re coming over tonight for our monthly family time!”
“Mom: Cairo! Are you still in bed?”
“Mom: Cairo, it’s not healthy that you’re sleeping in these hours!”
And they went on and on..
I decided to go make myself some breakfast, I quickly exited my bed room.
“Wow, wake up so late? Fed another Boy Scout your cookie again?” I was greeted this way by Matt.
This was the lamest joke ever, like how did Erin find that funny, she was dying.
“Matt, don’t you have a house? you’re always here. Why?” I asked him while making my way to the kitchen.
I decided to munch on an apple, I realized how lazy I was on making breakfast.
I then plopped on the sofa next to Erin watching whatever she was.
“So, how was yesterday and those special people?” Erin asked me while wiggling her eyebrows at me.
“Is your eyebrow infected again? God dammit, stop doing that for bloody sakes!” I yelled at her. Matt was laughing like the number one fan he is towards me.
“Cairo, you’re doing that thing when you’re trying to switch the topic..” she reminded me.
She knew me too well.
“Well, where do I start? Onedirectionwasthereandisawzaynagain” I mumbled all together, I just didn’t want to talk about it.
“What? All I heard was one and again, speak clearer…”
“One Direction was there and I saw that fucking prick Zayn again” I scoffed, Erin’s mouth dropped open.
“Did you guys like talk?” she sounded like a concerned mother.
“Nope” I said popping the P, ignoring all eye contact towards her.
I didn’t even want to tell her about the threat that Zayn sent me because she’d probably be worried and start throwing a fit then probably gets a seizure.
I have 0 time for that.
“Babe, are we still going for lunch?” I heard Matt ask Erin, I guess he really saw how awkward things were right now.
“Oh! Yes, Cairo would you care to join?” Erin asked.
“Eee..nah I have a lunch date with Harry about the party and such..” I lied-ish.
“Oooooo! Im sure that’s all you guys will be doing!” she shot me a wink.
I threw a pillow at her, “Oh by the way, Im going to mum and dad’s tonight, family time thing.” I rolled my eyes.
“Alright love, see you tomorrow!” she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
I waved to Matt, he did the same in return.
I ran to my room and grabbed my phone, and sent Harry a quick text.
“Me: Where are we meeting Curls? And what time?”
I quickly went to my closet and grabbed out my duffle bag. I started putting some clothes in there quickly and I got distracted by the vibration from my phone.
“Harry: Well Espanol, meet in at June’s Café, if you don’t know there you’re not living life,lol jk, I’ll give you the address and meet me there in an hour?”
Espanol? As in Spanish? I mean, why would he call me that? Harry was right, if you haven’t been to June’s you really aren’t living life.
“Me: Espanol? Aha! And I know Junes, see you soon Curls!”
Well, I was done packing, I headed straight to the shower.
I came out of the shower and I went back to the closet to take an outfit out for this “lunch thing”
June’s wasn’t the place you would dress up, I decided to go simple with my shorts with black anchors on it and I tucked in a simply black button up blouse.
I decided to accessorize with three gold necklaces and my gold MK watch.
Oh how I love MK.
I placed my hair in a simply pin up.
I then put on my Nubuck leather boots and grabbed my MK bag.
I placed my Retro glasses on, and grabbed my duffle bag.
(Outfit:http://www.polyvore.com/lunch_outfit/set?id=91973053)
I was out of here.
I took the elevator and pressed P to the Parking Lot, I rarely come in here, everything is in walking distance.
I made my way over to my white Range Rover, I even forgot about my baby.
I put my duffel bag around the trunk and my handbag in the passenger seat.
I made my way to the café.
~*~
I finally parked after 20 minutes!
I was so furious at the owner of this dam Audi who had taken up two parking spaces.
Bloody hell!
I made my way inside the café and I saw Harry.
I took a seat and I was greeted by a staring Harry, it’s like he was blinded. He was staring on my legs.
Perks of wearing shorts.
I took up a napkin and pretended to wipe a corner of Harry’s mouth, “You’re drooling babe, you should probably close your mouth!”
“You look really pretty love.” He finally spoke.
“Really?” I was so confused, I mean I didn’t even try to dress up.
“Yes, indeed!”
We were greeted by a waitress and she took our orders.
“So, if we’re gonna be bestfriends let’s start this get to know each other shit” I reminded Harry.
“Wow, friendzoned already?” Harry pouted his lips.
“Well Im sorry lover boy” I said trying to push his lips back in his mouth.
“So are you originally from London?” Harry asked.
“Yeah, North London, Muswell actually, but my dad’s business is always has us all around the place!”
“What business is your dad involved in?”
“Owner of The Hilton Hotels and Resorts”
“Holy Cow!” Harry screamed and people started staring at us, he slighty kept his head down so that persons wouldn’t recognized him.
The food came.
“Why are you so surprised?” I asked but I already knew the answer to that.
“Like, I knew I’ve seen you already, I was wondering if you were one of my one night stands or something but I’ve seen you in magazines and everywhere! Like I even remember like before the X factor, my friends and I were going through this magazine and we saw a picture of you and your family and my friend shouted ‘I’d definitely hit that!’” Harry began talking to me as if I were some celebrity.
I couldn’t help but die with laughter, I was crying.
After a few more questioning and such Harry finally asked what I have been avoiding.
“So, how do you know Zayn, I mean if you don’t wanna answer I understand but you promised!” he stuck his tongue out.
I let a sigh out, well here goes nothing.
“I was 14 at the time and my dad decided to go to Bradford for a year and so I followed him, we lived in the hotel there in the mean time and I remember it was a hot day and I went to the pool and I saw this boy, Zayn of course and it was like a river down south”
Harry laughed and I continued.
“So yeah, we were talking and stuff and I found out he was sixteen, and I don’t know, from that day we became so close, his mom worked for us and so he lived there too, I’d sneak out at nights to look for him and we just clicked, then after like a month and a half we were together, we didn’t tell anyone because I was so young.”
I stopped and took some water.
“Yeah, sorry, so then our parents found out and their wasn’t really a bother and I remembered he’d sing me to sleep some nights and he could sing, trust me! So, I was now 15 almost 16 and he was 17 and remember forcing him to join X-factor, he was so shy but I encouraged him and blah blah he is where he is today”
“The story isn’t done yet Espanol, why did you guys break up”
I gulped, and I could feel the tears at the brim of my eyes.
FLASH BACK
“Zayn! All this fame is clearly getting to your dam head! You even forgot about me! You don’t even want me near you! Do you know how that makes me feel?!” I screamed at Zayn with tears in my eyes.
“The only time I see you is when TV probably with another girl that you were with am I not good enough for you?” I continued.
Zayn wouldn’t answer, he hung his head low but I saw the anger building up.
He then got up and made his way over to me.
“Say all those things again dumb bitch!” he shouted at me.
“We’re done Zayn, we’re done.”
I began making my way over to the door but his wrist grabbed me and he pinned me to the wall. We stared into each other’s eyes for a good minute or two.
His palm connected with my cheek.
“What.The.Fuck” I shouted.
He started punching me and kicking me and I was too weak to respond.
“We’re done when I say we are!” He shouted to me. I was scared.
Here I was lying on the floor thinking what did I do to really deserve this.
He gave me one last kick in my face and he spat on me.
I blocked out and that was the last time I saw Zayn.
Until now.
FLASHBACK OVER
I told Harry everything, I knew he felt back for me, I could see it in his eyes, he moved next to me and started comforting me.
“So do your parents know?” He asked.
“No, I couldn’t tell them, they’d probably sue his ass or something, I just lied to them and told them we thought it was best we went our separate ways.”
“But how did you hide the bruise?” He asked concerned.
“I told them a thief came in and blah blah!”
Harry began laughing at me, “Poor Espanol!”
“Why do you call me Espanol?” I asked smiling.
“Because you look Spanish, duh!”
I was about to debate on that point but my phone began ringing.
MOM came on the screen.
I checked my watch, it’s 3:47pm, oh no I was to be there 47mins ago.
“Oh shit!” I mumbled to myself, and Harry gave me a questioning look.
“Hey mum…” I gave her my sad voice.
“Cairo Elizabeth Hilton! You were to be here ages ago!”
“Mum, relax, it’s just 48 minutes, calm your tits!” I tried to joke with her but it didn’t go well.
“Manners Cairo!” she yelled in the phone.
“Mum, I’m truly sorry, I’m on a business date right now, but I’ll make my way over now, I promise!”
“That’s what you say Cairo, business, you should always remember your family first!” she was still yelling, emphasizing business.
“I get it mum, I get it, I’ll be there soon, Love you!”
“I know you do!” Then she hung up the phone.
“Cheeky bitch!” I said laughing while staring at my phone.
“So you have to go now?” Harry said. I noticed he was rubbing my knee, but I knew it didn’t mean anything.
I hope.
Not.
Shut up inner voice.
Harry quickly paid the bill and we made our way to the parking lot.
Paparazzi were outside the parking lot, oh no.
Harry quickly grabbed on to my hand and we ran pass them quickly.
I heard question like:
“Wow, Cairo where have you been, we haven’t seen you in a while!”
“Cairo, trying to be a gold digger towards Harry now? Aren’t you rich enough?”
“How long have this fling been going on guys?”
I hate these people, Harry could tell I was upset as I had tensed up in Harry’s hand.
“It’s alright” He whispered in my ears, I nodded and gave him a fake smile.
I noticed he was heading towards the Audi that parked horribly next to my van.
“So it was you!” I shouted.
“Me what?” Harry was confused.
“You’re a horrible parker Curly, you almost made me scratch my baby!”
“But I wasn’t scratched!” he gave me a wink.
“Not you, my van!” I shouted while laughing.
“I could be your baby too!” He said in a flirtatious voice.
“Whatever Styles! I’ll see you Monday!” I pulled him in for a hug.
“Yes Love, I’ll text you!”
We went into our separate vehicles and Harry drove out first and honked his horn.
I was about to put my van in drive when my phone vibrated.
“Oh, so you couldn’t follow my commands? You just had to put your filthy hands on Harry, I’m pretty sure you know I always fulfill promises, remember the consequences? You’re about to face them! You better sleep with one eye open and expect the unexpected. -Zayn xx”
What. The. Bloody. Hell?
Goose bumps appeared everywhere.
I was scared.
Was he watching me?
Goddamitt Cairo, what have you done!
No! I can do whatever I want! If I have to fight! I will!
Maybe not.

Notes

Hey!
This chapter basically tells why Zayn and Cairo broke up.
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