Married to my nemesis-Chapter 46: Confession

A few minutes ago, after ending the conversation with Cece, she invited him to join her at the party but then Zayn denied it since he was still drunk and wanted to feel lightheaded first before going back to the party.

Sadly, Cece went to the party leaving him there.

Zayn took a deep breath, he wanted to calm the jealousy that was burning within him.

He placed his hands on the railing of the terrance, as he took another deep breath, his mind was clouded reminded of what he saw.

Phoebe and that mysterious guy.

Why was he feeling offended with himself?

He should be feeling relief after all Phoebe didn’t want him all along, she wanted someone else and that was not him, he’s supposed to respect her choice.

Unknowingly, as he inwardly argued with himself, the people who were at the terrance slowly began to disperse till it was only him in the terrance, standing at the corner of the terrance.

The night was cold with silence as the night watched him, it was peaceful not until, he began to hear the sobs of a person who was crying.

His head was placed on his arm which was the railing as he stood on his feet, but then the sound of those tears, he raised his head to see a woman dressed in a ball gown having her back face as she wept in tears.

She sat on her ball gown placing her hands on the ground while she whimpered in tears.

He was curious about the person and so, he took a step at a time walking towards the woman but as he grew nearer, he accidentally tripped on her gown and then he landed on the ground.

He was about to growl in pain but seeing the person on the ground, he placed his finger on his lips not to react to his pain childishly like he was asked to.

It felt like he was told if he growled in pain then the person might cry harder so not to make it happen, he placed his hand on his lips.

After some moments of staring at the person she was still in tears and so he decided to act to calm her down.

He raised his hand towards her cheek and then he caressed her.

"Are you alright?" He questioned.

Once her hazel eyes were opened to see the masked man she shook her head with a worried expression having a pouty lip and then she sniffed her nose.

"I’m not okay," with the tears on her cheeks she said with a disappointed look.

"Why are you not okay?" Zayn questioned.

"I don’t know why, I don’t know why is happening, I feel terrible and feel like some things are just out of my league."

"What are you talking about?" He asked her attentively like her therapist as Phoebe pointed her finger at her lips with drowsy eyes and then she gave up since she didn’t have an answer.

"I don’t know what I’m saying, you know something? No, no, I’m the one who knows that, I’m the one who knows what’s going on."

"Then what’s it?"

"There’s this boy, he’s always around me, he troubles me, teases me, and makes my mind go insane. I don’t know what to do to push him away because his closeness affects me so much I have this twinkle in my stomach, this butterflies in my stomach, and that feeling makes me feel somehow."

"What kind of feeling are you speaking about."

"I don’t know, all I can say," she paused as her eyes focused on the air remarking her emotions throughout her memories with Zayn.

"I wouldn’t say butterflies in my stomach but all I can say is the feeling of adrenaline, the goosebumps when he’s close to me, the longing for his scent that lingers in my smell and my thoughts, the feeling of thrills when his lips touch mine and that makes my entire system feel different when I’m with him, I can’t deny he makes my system flutter, I feel guilty every time I deny him when he’s the one who’s the right person and I also have the pain of jealousy when he’s with another woman," firstly she had a broad smile but then it slowly reduced as she was entailed in her fantasy world.

Meanwhile, Zayn watched the woman speak and somehow, he felt interested in her words due to the fact he felt comfortable about telling her his own feelings he has for Phoebe.

"There’s also a girl," Zayn confessed as Phoebe felt curious hearing him say so.

"Is she cute? Pretty?"

Zayn chuckled as he nodded.

"Of course she is, her beauty is incomparable to the other women around me, she’s like a sparkling jewel. But sometimes she can be off, maybe those are her qualities that pull me closer to her. She’s bold and confident at everything she does but then she pretends to be cold every time she’s with me but I know she isn’t."

"What about your feelings for her?"

"My feelings, every time she laughs or makes mischief, I have this feeling of wanting, she’s so beautiful I feel like embracing her, making her close to me, and making sure she doesn’t move away from me. When she’s angry I can’t help but deny that she’s beautiful likewise her temper, she’s just like a fairy who has her wand to spread her happiness around. But then she shifts me away, and even the thought of seeing her with someone else makes me jealous and angry with myself."

"Your situation somehow sounds like mine, he makes things to make me want him but circumstances around me and his actions just make me push him away but then, I can’t understand, seeing him with another woman makes me jealous, it makes me fill myself with agony and I’ve not had that feeling for a long while."

"You know what? Let’s do this, we’ll go and meet them then we’ll confess everything to them and then we’ll listen to what the person has to say, we’ll just have to stay confident to expose our feelings for them, we’ll want to hear everything too, if they don’t love us back then we’ll we okay with it." Zayn suggested.

"Hmm, you’re right, but I’ll go first and confess to him and then I’ll tell him everything, okay? Now, I’ll stand up first, bye-bye, I’m going now," Phoebe stated as she stood up to leave but then she ended up tripping on her gown and then she ended up on Zayn’s lap as Zayn accidentally unhooked her mask when he was about to catch her.

Zayn’s mask was also removed as Phoebe used her hand to hold him but then, as she held onto his neck but instead she used her hand to unhook his mask.

With their faces removed, they gazed into each other’s eyes unbreakable so the heavens took the event as a special one teasing them as the moon reflected its light on them.

Phoebe placed her hands on Zayn’s shoulder staring into his eyes as Zayn gently raised his head to take a look at her.

The gaze looked as though they were sober for a minute but then after seconds of glancing into each other, they finally realized they were drunk.

Phoebe heavily raised her finger using it to poke his nose playfully.

"You look funny," she teasingly said with a chuckle.

"Why do you look like the person I was looking for?" Phoebe questioned.

"You, you also look familiar, so familiar."

"What’s your name?"

"Zayn De Vera," he confessed and then he also repeated her question as Phoebe answered.

"My name is Phoebe Lane Marvel."

"Oh, you’re the girl."

"Which girl?" Phoebe questioned with pouty lips in disappointment as Zayn raised his hand to caress her cheek gently removing the strands of hair as he placed it behind her ear.

"That girl that gives me excitement in everything she does, that girl that pulls me closer to her, that girl whose smile affects me affects me severely I wish to be with her, that girl that spins my mind around and likewise, my senses."

"You must love that girl so much, isn’t it?" Zayn nodded without lifting his gaze connecting with hers.

"You also look like someone."

"Who?" Phoebe cheerfully chuckled as she used her finger once again to pull his nose.

"You look like the boy I was talking about, that boy that disturbs me but-"

"I love you, Phoebe."

"That makes me go crazy," Zayn blurted out as she completed her word, and then she pursued her lips startled for a while, staring into his eyes she was flabbergasted and speechless about what she was going to say.

"Are you surprised to hear my confession, Phoebe?" He hoarsely questioned playing with her hair and then a smile formed on her face.

This time she really wanted to cry but then she ended up embracing Zayn on his neck and then she teasingly kissed him on his neck as she chuckled adjusting herself as she cleaned the tears that dropped from her eyes.

Meanwhile, Zayn wasn’t expecting the sudden reaction but then he placed his arms around her pulling her closer to him and coordinating with her movement as he caressed her back.

She chuckled once again as Zayn kissed her hair inhaling the scent and then he brushed her hair using his fingers.

"Don’t leave me alone, do you hear?" Phoebe murmured as Zayn chuckled and then he spoke.

"Promise, won’t leave you," his deep voice responded as Phoebe had a broad smile enjoying the moment but then after, her face turned sour.

"Zayn?"

"Hmmm?"

"I want to puke," she warned fee

ling the reaction and before she could warn him again, she puked.