A hand on my arm made me jump and, with a pounding heart, I turned to see Zayn looking at me worriedly. Concern was written across his features and I felt horrible for being so thoughtless. He'd just gotten what possibly could be the most heartbreaking news of his life and here I was lost in my own world.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly, and I nodded, giving him a weak smile.
“Just a little tired. I'll be fine when I get some sleep.”
Silence surrounded us again as the car finally stopped outside the house. The numerous members of the help quickly surrounded the car. Like a well-oiled-machine, they quickly began taking out the luggage and carrying it inside the house. Zayn got out and opened the door for me, the civility between us clearly surprising the people who'd watched us ignorin
