Chapter 133 Sick Ii

• Zayn's head turned at his voice and Will saw him struggle to speak 'cause his eyes didn't stay on Will's. Will moved closer and held Zayn's shaky hands in his, thankfully there was a seat behind them.
• "Come sit," Will let out softly as he pulled Zayn along till their butts touched the cushion. His eyes went up to Zayn who had his head down again and he whispered "Are you okay?"
• Zayn eyes came up to meet his again but they shifted to the side, he looked unstable "I don't know, I just..." he swallowed with furrowed brows "Why didn't she tell me? Why- what was she doing till it got this worse? I'm just...haa," he let out a frustrated sigh and wet his lower lips "I'm so frustrated at myself right now. I kept assuming she was off having fun and attending one party or the other somewhere when she wasn't. She really makes me feel like the worst. Am I really... am I really that unreliable? I just don't get it."