The Promise {Book 1: Harry Styles}

Chapter 23: I Was Wrong

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Oh and I would like to dedicate this chapter to @hazza5evva I actually read all her comments on almost all of my works and I really appreciate it! And I’m really sorry I’m still not posting your requested one shot, I was kind of busy right now and I just made time to write a chapter for this so my readers won’t get disappointed. And I hope you understand. My friend Amor and I were just planning on your one shot and I think you’re going to love it! And so I’m dedicating this for an apology! Hope you’ll love this chapter! :)

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ZAYN’S POV

I heard them and I saw Florence running out of the room. I made all things subtle when she bumped onto me. I’ve heard everything. I was not actually listening to what they were talking about; I just stumble to their flat to ask if I can be there in awhile since I was alone in ours.

I mean it’s not my fault his obnoxiously, annoying girlfriend talks too loud. I maybe his best friend but if you’re asking me to choose between swimming on a deep ocean and her, I would’ve swim even if that’s one of the last thing I’ll do. But come on!

One time I even thought she was kind when Harry first introduced us to her, but then days passed and she turn into an evil little witch. I don’t know if she was acting to be kind, but boy she did a good job. I was gullible on believing she was kind and acts like an angel, but no. I was so wrong.

I can even notice how Louis hates her too. And if you’ll ask me if which of us hates her very badly, it would be Niall. Why? She thinks Niall was some weird kid with an obsession with food. Like really? That’s so low.

And then when I heard someone opening the door to their flat I ran as fast as I could I can even be on the Olympics. I made all things believable and act as if I just got out of our flat and that’s when I stumble with Florence, her tears running down her face so fast.

I can’t stand looking at her crying like that. I can’t stand seeing her being stupid about a boy who make her cry often.

 

I can’t stand just seeing her falls deeply in love with her best friend when I can be here to fill that empty space of her heart.

I’m in love with her, but I can’t just magically erase all her feelings towards Harry. I would, if I’m a magician.

“Look at me and tell me you’re okay.” I demand and try to pull up her chin. It always gives me shiver whenever I touch her.

“I’m fine, Zayn.” She said having an interest with the wall behind me. Oh, she’s lying.

“You’re a terrible liar.” I laugh just to lighten the mood, my laugh echoing the empty hallway.

I ask her if she wants to go watch a movie to our flat and she obviously said yes. I mean, what’s a good thing to busy yourself with something when you’re in a bad mood?

Ice cream, a little bit of chick flick and a lot of comforting. And that’s the recipe for feeling better.

I was kind of embarrassed when we both got inside the flat. All clothes scattered on the floor, on couches, even on the appliances, and leaving no space to sit on the couches. It was one messy room.

Come on, we’re boys! Shouldn’t it be messy?

I came back with popcorn and saw Flor all comfortably sit up on our couch. We decided to watch “Titanic” but I think she was not paying attention to the movie. I was staring at her for about a long now, yet she didn’t even notice me and I can see she was lost in her thoughts. Lost in a fact she was just staring into a wall blankly.