Angel

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Arabella's POV -

"Coke or Pepsi?" Zayns asks , his eyebrow quirking at the question.

"Is that even a question?" I laugh , my jaw hanging agape slightly. I take a small sip of the beer that's been sitting on the coffee table for the last hour. "Yes !" Zayn laughs , sipping from his beer also.

Beer has never been my favorite type of alcoholic beverage , but it makes do. Although the bitterness always leaves me with bad heart burn.

"Okay , say our answers at the same time . Okay ?" Zayns words slur slightly as he speaks, he's on his fifth beer with me on my first still.

"Okay , 3 , 2 , 1 ." I count down.

"Pepsi !" We both shout in unison.

"Arabella Mason , you are my favorite human being out there. Everyone's for coke but you , you're a real gem." Zayn speaks , the tv playing softly in the back ground.

"Zayn Malik , you are one of my favorites too ." I laugh.

Silence falls between us , the only noise coming from the tv. A yawn comes from me , breaking the peacefulness.

"I should probably get going now , it's pretty late and you're tired ." Zayn says , checking the time on his phone.

Zayn try's to plant his feet on the ground as he sways back and fourth.

"Okay Drunky pants , you're not driving." I giggle at the name as I pull Zayns arm , making him plop down beside me again.

"Are you sure ? I don't wanna intrude." He says sheepishly.

"You're now my friend , you're not intruding. I insist you stay." I stand up , gathering the few beer bottles in my hands and throwing them away.

"Thank you Arabella ." He thanks me , following me into the kitchen , stumbling a bit.

After discarding the bottles and switching off the tv , I grow even more tired.

"Okay , follow me." I say , walking up the stairs with Zayn following like a lost puppy behind me.

"You can sleep in here , it's uh , the guest bedroom now." I open The door to Harrys old room , memories flooding of him.

"There should be some clothes that could probably fit you in the closet if you need." I choke out.

"Thank you again Arabella."

"No problem , I'll be next door if you need me. Goodnight Zayn." I fake a smile and walk to my room.

Tears fall as soon as my lock on the door clicks. I miss Harry , more than anything I've ever missed.

What I'm doing , is wrong. I'm trying to replace Harry with Zayn. But I can't do that , no one will ever be able to replace Harry.

Or as I thought .

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Everyday Zayn and I hung out for the past month , and everyday the thoughts of Harry died away .. somewhat.

"A penny for your thoughts ?" Zayn asks , his thumb brushing a loose piece of hair out of my eyes.

"Just , a old friend .." My voice is quiet and low. I'm not ready to explain what Harry and I had , if we even had anything to begin with.

Harry had me under his control , like a puppet almost. I'd melt at his every vowel and worship every word he spoke. He was my god.

"Oh , well I'm sure you're on their minds constantly." Zayn smiles, standing up from the couch and going to the kitchen.

"I wish." I sigh under my breath , following Zayn.

"You hungry?" I ask , opening the cabinets and grabbing a box of pancake mix. If he wasn't hungry , then just more for me.

"Yeah actually." Zayn says , grabbing a few things from the fridge.

"Arabella ! Where are you ?" A voice yells , charging the front door.

"In the kitchen Becca." I know it's Becca from her voice.

"Come with me now." Becca jogs in to the kitchen , pulling me by the arm upstairs.

Frantically , she runs into my room , rummaging through my closet throwing them into a duffle bag.

"Becca what the fucks going on ?" I ask , trying to figure out what's happening.

"We need to leave , now." Becca says , grabbing my items and pulling me down the stairs again.

"Zayn , you have to leave. We're going out of town." Becca orders , shooing him out of the kitchen and out the front door.

"Let's go , Nialls waiting outside for us." Becca says leading us out the door also , pulling me to walk with the same pace as her.

"What's going on Becca !?" I yell , planting my feet on the ground , not budging from my spot until I get an explanation.

"We're in deep shit , get in the car and I'll explain , please." Becca begs , opening the car door for me. Sighing , I roll my eyes and hop into the back seat of Nialls car , Becca joining beside me.

"Will you tell me what's going on now?" I ask again, with Niall speeding down the road.

"We've done some bad things Arabella , please don't freak out when I say this, but , were in a gang." Beccas voice shakes as she speaks , not keeping eye contact.

"And we need your help." A deep British voice speaks from the passenger side , making my breathing hitch.

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A/u ; so , I updated again , it's not good but it's still and update 😋. Anyways , love you lots xx . - destiny ❤️