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Chapter 2

The house has cleared now even including Harry. Niall wanted to stay longer, but had to return to Pullman for work and school.

There's a knock on my door that reminds me that Zayn offered to stay the night. "Hey." I heard him say as I sat at my headboard and waited for him to enter.

A few seconds pass and the door hasn't opened. "You can come in." I call. I'm used to a certain someone who just barged in, and yet again I feel I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it.

Zayn comes in wearing the same clothes from the funeral. Only now a few of the buttons are unbuttoned and his hair is flattened taking a more comfortable look. "How are you feeling?" He sits on the edge of Tessa's bed and shifts towards me.

"I'm okay." I say not really knowing how to feel.

"Do you want to go somewhere? Or watch a movie or something? To take your mind off of things?"

Yea, I think to myself I'd love to go to Casey's to escape, but he's asking about us hanging out. I was fine sitting and obsessing over the desolate rain.

"Or we could just talk?  I've never seen you like this, you aren't yourself." Zayn rests his hand on my shoulder. Which just reminds me he doesn't know me. Without thinking I lean into his hand. "Tessa?" Zayn's fingers touched over my cheek to gain my attention.

"What?" I ask, attempting a smile and he does the same. He appears worried from his golden brown eyes to his weak smile he's pushing across his lips.

"Come over here," he pats the empty space next to him and I oblige.

"I have something to ask you?" Zayn's cheeks give an obvious flush and I nod, asking him to go on. I have no idea what his question could be, but he was alway a good friend to Tessa, and he helped me once.

"Okay, well..." he pauses drawing out a long breath. "I was wondering what happened between you and Harry?" He bites down on his bottom lip and I quickly look away.

"I don't think we should discuss Harry and I..."      

    "I don't need specifics, I just want to know if it's really, truly over this time?" 

  "It is." I respond not sure if I'm lying.  

   "You're sure?"

  "Yes, but I don't see what-" I'm cut off by Zayn's lips pressing against mine. His hands move to my hair and his tongue pushes into my mouth. I gasp in complete surprise and he takes that as an initiative to push further and push his body against me, forcing me closer to the mattress.

I immediately go on the fence. I shove him as hard as Tessa can as I force my body to jump up off the bed. "Why the fuck did you do that?" I say harshly but quiet.

"What? Kiss you?" He asks as if it's nothing.

  "Yes!" I shout at him before I quickly cover my mouth. I don't want Carol to hear us.

  "You said you and Harry were finished? You just said that!" His voice comes out louder than mine, but he makes no move to silence himself the way I did.

  Why the fuck would he think it was okay for him to kiss me? "That wasn't an invitation for you to make a fucking move on me! I thought you were here to comfort me, as a friend." I overemphasized the word friend.

I knew Tessa was fucking stupid for thinking he would ever want anything other than her vagina. I silently thank my dad for teaching me to know better.

He scoffs "a friend? You know how I feel about you! You've always known how I felt about you!"

"We've already talked about this and you agreed that we would be friends, you know how I feel about him." I keep my voice as calm and neutral as I can but I can feel the rise of my breathing, which comes with my anger.