If you Give me a Chance - 1D/Cimorelli fanfic (Eng)

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Chapter 51 part 2

I take up my phone and start to compose a new text.

To: Amy
R you home soon? We are all waiting for your big return ha xx

After a few seconds, my phone goes of and I get Amy’s reply.

From: Amy
I’m home in 2 min, tell the others pls

I huff when I read the quite chilly text Amy sent me.
“She’ll be here soon”, I say, and the others nod. Just then, I hear the front-door open and Lauren gasps.
“Amy!”
I swing around on the spot, and see Amy standing in the doorway. She looks rather weak, but still better than when I last saw her, a few weeks ago. She has her bag over her shoulder, and I can see the bandage that is still covering her ribs under the baggy shirt she’s wearing.
She goes up to hug Lauren, Katherine and Alex. When she comes to Zayn, she awkwardly hugs him lightly and then waves at me.
“Hi”, she mumbles and avoids eye-contact with me.

Well alright then.

“Are you hungry?” Katherine asks Amy. “Zayn and I made breakfast a while ago. I did scrambled eggs; we have bacon and some pizza from yesterday. If you want to I can cook-“
Amy laughs. “Scrambled eggs sound great, okay? Thank you”.
Katherine smiles before going into the kitchen, Zayn following her.
Alex looks at me and Amy. “I’m gonna meet up with some friends”, He says, and we both nod. “I’ll see you soon though”.
And then he’s out of the door.
Lauren coughs awkwardly and looks from me to Amy. “I’m not really hungry; I’ll just go to my room”.
Then she runs up the stairs, but not before smiling at me and giving me a thumb up.
Is that our new secret code or something?

“And there they go”, Amy says jokingly, and I nod agreeing.
We both go quiet, and an uncomfortable silence fills the room. Amy looks down at her shoes.
“Well”, I begin, while awkwardly rubbing my neck. “How are you feeling?”
Amy looks up and meets my eyes for a second, before looking away again. “It’s good. In a few days I’ll get to take of this bandage”, She says, motioning to the bandage.
“Cool”, I answer, and curse at myself in my head for being so lame.
“Yeah”.
“Does it hurt much?”
“Nah, I don’t even feel anything in this area because of the painkillers”.
“Oh, well, that’s good I guess”.
“Mmh”.

I seriously want to punch myself for still getting those butterflies in my stomach whenever she looks at me. I hate myself for it, but I can’t do anything about it. That’s even worse.

“Ames, the food is ready in two minutes!”
Amy glances at the watch, before running her fingers through her hair.
”I’ll just go and change”, She says weakly, and I nod. She slowly walks up the stairs and disappears. And I hate myself for not going after her.
I want to. I want to run up to her, grab her by the waist and then kiss her, but I know that I can’t. I know that it wouldn’t be fair to her or to me.
So I inhale deeply before walking into the kitchen.

Zayn is setting the table, while Katherine is just turning of the pan where bacon is frying.
“Aren’t you the typical married couple?” I ask them jokingly, and Zayn rolls his eyes while Katherine just ignores me.
“No, I guess you aren’t”, I say teasingly. “If you were, you would kiss each other when Zayn goes past Katherine”.
It’s Katherine’s turn to roll her eyes, but Zayn looks at me like he’s thinking “challenge excepted”.

He quickly goes up to Kath, takes the hand that is not holding the frying pan, and spins her around. She gasps a little by he’s sudden movement, but before she can say anything Zayn plants a small kiss on her fore-head.
“Cute”, I grin, and Katherine glares at me, blushing.
“Where’s Amy?” She says to change the subject.
I sit down at a chair. “She is changing clothes”, I tell them, and Katherine nods.
“Alright”.
Just then Amy comes in to the kitchen, wearing a t-shirt and jeans-shorts, and her hair is up in a messy bun.
“Smell’s good”, She states as she sits down. Katherine smiles at her.
“You came just in time”, she says and lays down the plate with bacon on the table.
“I made bacon, too”.
We sit in silence for a few minutes. I didn’t take anything, but both Amy and Zayn eat a lot.
“So, how are you going to do with the tour?”
Amy looks up from her plate at Zayn’s question, and then glances at me.
“Well, Doctor Jones said we would see how I was feeling but then, but I shouldn’t get my hopes up”.
Zayn nods. “But if you can, you will come back?”
Amy nods slowly. “I think so. Or, I mean, I’m pretty sure. I mean, you guys are One Direction after all”.
Zayn makes a weird, almost painful face when she says that, and I agree to his dislike for Amy’s choice of words.
These past months, all the girls have got to known us, for us. Not for “The guys in One Direction” and all that bullshit. They got to know the real us. It really sucks that Amy doesn’t see us that way just yet.
Katherine rises from her chair and takes Zayn’s and Amy’s plates.
“You eat like a pig”, she says to Zayn, who just hums to an answer.
“You still love me though”, He says, and Katherine only rolls her eyes before ruffling his hair.
Amy looks down at her linked hands, and I can see that she’s smirking to the table. My gaze lands on her fingers, and there is where it stays.
I bite my lip, and take few deep breaths.
I need to calm down.
I can’t let Amy see me like this.
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Chapter 52 (Lite kortare tyvärr )


“Maybe we should go”.
Zayn looks confused at Katherine. “Go? Why?” He asks her.
Katherine gives him a stern look, hesitates a moment before admitting: “Because I want to talk to you about the cigarette-package I found in your jacket the other day. Now, let’s get out of here”.
Zayn glances at me, and I shrug at his scared look.
“Oh!” He says, Katherine still tugging at his shirt. “Okay, we’ll go”.

Katherine’s POV

I walk out to the backyard and hear Zayn’s steps close behind me.
“Kath, please listen to me”.
I turn around with raised eyebrows. “What?”
He stops and looks at me, regret written all over his face. “I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry for smoking, but you know what? You’re making a much bigger deal than what it is”.
I look at him in disbelief. “You really think I care about you smoking, Zayn? Of course I don’t like it, but you can tear apart your body how much you want and I won’t judge you.”
Zayn stares at me in confusion for a moment. “But… then why are you so worked up about this?”
I run my fingers through my hair before crossing my arms over my chest. “I’m ’worked up’ because you didn’t tell me, okay? I hate it when people hold important things away from me, and you know that”.
Zayn bites his lip and takes a deep breath to calm down.
“I’m sorry, alright? I’m fucking sorry for not telling you.”
I clench my jaw, and shake my head. “You should know that cursing isn’t getting you anywhere”.
Zayn mumbles something under his breath.
“I can’t hear you”, I say, looking at him seriously.

Zayn’s POV

I curse in my head again. What the hell Kath, why do you have to make this so fucking hard?!
“I’m sorry Katherine. I’m sorry that I’m not the perfect boyfriend for you. I’m sorry you chose to be together with a guy who clearly can’t live up to your standards.”

Katherine is standing there, staring at me with a shocked expression, her mouth hanging agape. Whatever she expected me to say, this wasn’t it.
“Zayn…” She mumbles, but I cut her off.

“Do you want to know why I kept this from you? I kept it from you because I was scared. I was scared that you would leave me because I’m not the good-guy you always seem to be into. Because I’m not good enough for you, and I’m scared that you’ll realise that someday and leave me for some catholic dude who is a freaking saint send from heaven.”

Katherine shakes her head slowly. I’m standing there, quietly panting from talking for so long without taking a breath.
“Zayn…”
I look down at my hands. Katherine takes them in hers and pulls my body closer to her.
“Zayn, I love you, okay? I don’t care that you aren’t a good-guy, because I love you. I have no idea how I fell in love with you, but I did. And I don’t want to change anything. Alright? I won’t leave you because of who you are. I love you because who you are.”
I take a shaky breath and meet her big, brown eyes. “Thank you”, I mumble.
Katherine smiles and pulls me into a warm and tight hug.
“I love you, Kath”.
She pulls away from the hug and nods matter-of-factly, smiling.
“I love you too Zayn, you know that”.
Then she takes a deep breath, and lean in closer until our faces are only inches apart.
My mind is racing. What is she doing? Is she… No. She can’t be.
But this isn’t like when she leans in to kiss me on the cheek or forehead. This is really feeling like the real deal.
Before my mind has processed what is happening, she leans in even closer, and I hear her deep breaths escaping from her mouth. Our faces is really close, but before I can tell her to stop, that she’ll regret it, she turn her head and give me a light, small kiss on the cheek.


--Stella♥

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