sighing, zayn figured sheâd give that explanation and for him, it just wasnât enough justification. however, it seemed like it was enough for her, which meant he just had to deal with it. âi get it, and iâm sorry, what do you reckon, i go downstairs and apologize to him and let him know he has the right to be upset and protective?â at this point zayn just couldnât give the situation anymore of his energy. âi get it, heâll eventually get it in the future.â zayn hoped because he wouldnât be able to put up with this every time he came and visited. sucking his teeth, zayn couldnât help rolling his eyes at her. he continued to watch outside, even as he heard nicolaâs final words and listened as the door slammed shut. letting out a deep breath, he picked his phone up hesitating to figure out his next steps. the last thing he wanted was to draw any problems between their two families if this wedding was going to happen. pursing his lips, he sat on the bed for what seemed like hours, unable to even fall asleep as he attempted to figure out what his next steps were going to be because he didnât want to stay. after a quick talk with his best friend, zayn decided staying and quietly interacting out when it called for. he only had 3 more days here before he was flying back to bradford to be with his family.
slowly but surely nicola was beginning to realize that she didnât have enough justification to win over either party in this case, they had reached a stalemate and whether anyone wanted it or not, she was right smack in the middle. âare you insinuating that he doesnât have the right to be upset and protective?â after asking she held up her hand, âdonât even answer that, it doesnât really matter.â in all honesty, it didnât matter what anyone wanted, just because they wanted it didnât mean it would be the end result and that was the most frustrating part. once downstairs in the study, the blonde hadnât hesitated in laying into her father, much like the way heâd laid into her throughout her life. the two had gone at it back and forth for longer than they ever had in the past. until finally she came to her wits end, âdad, this is it, its enough. you canât treat people like that! hes not some business associate that you can pick at until they quit. and if thatâs what youâre going for, ill never forgive you. zayns my fiance, weâre getting married. its not up for debate. im a big girl, i know what i want and i know whats right for me. there isnât anyone else out there for me. hes it, hes the one. so youâd better find it in you to suck it up, apologize for acting the way you did because you made yourself look like a heinous bastard, and assure us that it wonât happen again. and if you canât do that then... then weâll be gone and we wonât look back.â at the end, she hadnât waited for his response, she had no desire to hear him out like he had moments before, mostly because knowing how stubborn he could be, she was terrified of the answer. stomping out of the room she made her way back upstairs. entering her bedroom without a word, she beelined for the bathroom, closing the door behind her and turning on the shower. rather than actually getting in, she was using it as a buffer incase a sob escaped her lips. sitting on the floor she leaned back against the counter and let out a shaky breath. she needed to get herself together before checking in on zayn. she started to wonder if, opposite of what her father thought, not that she could do better, but that he could.Â