Hate Your Heart // zayn malik

Chapter 3 - Truth? I Think You Mean Lie

Chapter 3

Zayn’s P.O.V

“Hey guys you know how we’re performing at Lou’s sister’s Uni in a month, does that mean we’re on holiday?” I asked my four best friends in front of me sprawled out across the couches and on the blow up mattresses of Harry and Louis’ flat.

“Yeah I called Si and he said we’re having like a working holiday” Liam said.

“Working holiday?” Niall says confusedly. I walk across to the couch in front of the telly and sat next to Niall.

“Yeah it means we don’t have any performances but we still have to do interviews, speaking of interviews a week before our performance for their annual concert we have an interview with one of the University’s journalists.” Liam explained.

“What’s their name?” Harry asks.

“Dunno they never told us. They probably didn’t know who it was going to be yet.” We all nodded in an understanding matter. Huh that sounded very professional. Great now I’m talking to myself this conversation with my brain ends.

“So boys what movie we watching?” I ask as I munch on some crisps.

“Well if you don’t mind Zayn we decided to play a game instead” Harry stated matter of factly.

“Cool what game?”

“Truth or Dare it’s a classic!” Louis yelled happily.

“We play this game to much.” I hear Niall mutter to himself.

*A straightened hair instead of curls, a green Niall, a spoon attached to Liam’s face, writing along Louis’ stripey shirt on the lines and my, yes MY hair products flushed down the toilet later*

“Zayn truth or dare?” Harry asked. I am not choosing dare they’ve already flushed my hair products down the toilet, what if they do something to my straighter or hairdryer?

“Truth” I say and poking my tongue out.

“Whimp.” Louis mumbled.

“I heard that Louis.” I playfully glared at him.

“Alright then ummm. Have you ever erm... hmm...”

“Hurry up Harry I don’t need greys yet!” I said playfully.

“Shut up! Um Have you ever intentionally hurt someone, but not as a joke?”

Oh god Zayn you should have picked dare you can’t have the boys know you have! Quick lie.

But you said truth that usually means to tell the truth

Oh shut it you.

“No as if I’m not that kind of person.” Lies.

“I know I just couldn’t think of anything else to ask, it was first thing that popped to my head.”

“Alright.” I say with a fake smile. I look around the room and see that Liam doesn’t buy my answer.

“Well we should put a movie on?” Niall asks.

“Sure put in The Avengers love that movie.” I say excitedly.

“Zayn do you want to come help me with food?” Liam asks. I can’t say no the boys will get suspicious but I know he wants to question me. I nod my head and walk with him to the kitchen. I get out the popcorn and put it in the microwave like I actually think he only bought me in here to help him.

“Zayn cut the act. Are you alright? You seem a little off.” He questions.

“Liam I’m fine, trust me.” I give him a reassuring smile. But truth is I feel guilty. I always feel guilty  whenever someone mentions bullying or violence. I know what I did was wrong but I had to do it. If I didn’t they were going to do worse to her.

Stop making up excuses. You were selfish, you didn’t want anyone to know that you had a crush on the new girl who got picked on and nobody liked so what did you do? You tried to fit in by bullying her.

“Zayn ZAYN!” Liam yelled.

“Oh sorry zoned out for a bit there.” I let out a chuckle just to convince him he nodded not believing me but obviously knowing he wasn’t going to get anything out of me.

“Alright, I just want you to know I’m always here for you.” He told me looking intensely in my eyes.

“Yeah I know Liam.” I grabbed him in a hug .

“Well we should get this food out there before Niall starts complaining again.” I say to lighten the mood. Which obviously worked since I got a laugh out of him. We walked back to the lounge room and Louis put in a movie. Grease. Should have guessed it is his favourite movie. I thought I told him to put The Avengers in? Doesn’t matter I love this movie but all I could concentrate on was Maxine Fletcher. The girl I hurt, the girl I bullied, the girl I kissed then abused her again, the girl the whole school hated for no reason, the girl I fell for. The only reason I bullied her was because I was selfish. I wonder if she still looks the same? She was so beautiful. Her long, thick, wavy blonde hair was so soft and cascaded down to mid back. Her colour changing eyes from hazel to grey, her long lashes framing her eyes perfectly, her pale face so smooth, her cute little nose and most of all those plump pale pink lips so luscious, soft and sent tingles for the first time they touched mine was the best feeling I have ever had and that feeling had never returned when I kissed other girls, I miss it so much. Why did I have to be so stupid and break her in so many ways. I don’t think I could ever face her after what I did, but I want to. So I can apologise.

Words will be just words Zayn you’re gonna have to do a lot more than apologise.

I know but what?

That’s something you have to figure out on your own.

Ugh. You’re so frustrating.

I was soon taken out of my thoughts as the others were singing as loud as possible to Grease Lightning while jumping around doing the moves. I laughed my head off and when my laughter died down I decided to think of possible ways to find and apologise to Max and not just with words.