Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

24- My BF Does My Make-Up Tag

April 22, 2012

Flashback

Zayn... Niall's my boyfriend." I blurt out.

My hand fell out of his grasp, falling, on the cold hard seat.

End Flashback

Zayn turned to the window, looking at the night lights of Melbourne.

"When did this happen? Before you decided to tell me you liked me and kiss me on the beach?" He said, looking out the window, furiously tapping the window edges.

"Zayn, I didn't plan this, Niall was just- he was just- I just... I can't-" I was in a apoplexy. But it faded when Zayn cut me off.

He turned around, crashing his pink lips onto mine, his arms slowly beginning to wrap around my small waist. My arms, making their way to his neck, all as our lips moved in sync with the other. This kiss, felt like my first kiss, sparks fly, like electricity. Almost like the puzzle pieces I was trying to find in my life.

The darkness of the limo, and the smell of Zayn's mixes of Ferrari Black and Gucci cologne filled the air. As my hands made their way up to his tall, black hair, I was lost in the now- deepened kiss, with the Bradford Boy.

But before I knew it, I had pushed him way to take a breath of air; Leaving our foreheads touching, and breathing in-sync.

"Tell me you didn't feel that too, you and i, we are great together. I just don't see why you would say yes to Niall when you knew how I felt about you." Zayn said, his forehead still on mine as he caressed my cheek in his hand.

"Call me hopeless lover, but I really did see the two of us together..." he says, as I felt vibrations in my clutch.

Zayn let out a sigh, due to the constant distractions all around us. "Sorry.." I whisper, taking my phone out and answering the text I received from Niall.

From Niall:

Hey babe, hope you had a fun night with Simon... heard you were living with him now? (: that's great. But.. it's midnight and I'm worried. SO, when you get home, slip into my bedroom? The Lads and I are going to sleep though... Have Fun. xx

As I read the message, I felt Zayn reading it off of my shoulder.

"You really do like him don't you?" Zayn asked, resting his head on my shoulder as I answered,

"I do.. he is just.... sweet."

"Are you happy?" he asked, sitting straight up, fiddling with his fingers.

I nod, typing back to Niall

To Niall:

Well, Zayn and I will be leaving as soon as we finish dinner... I'll be in your room soon...

"Why didn't you say that we already left?" he asked, confused.

"I wanted to talk to you about this... and yes, I am happy. I really just want a relationship to work out. And my situation isn't really helping." I say, turning to face the dark haired boy.

"You should stay with Niall."

"..What?"

"You, should stay together with Niall." he repeated.

"But... won't you... why-?" I ask, wondering why Zayn would give up just like that.

"You are happy with Niall, and I'd hate to tear you apart from that. So, you go ahead and be together with Niall... I will be fine. We will stay besties right?"