My Secret Boyfriend

Running into an unexpected someone

'Bye Harry have fun!' I say to him as he loads his bag into the car and gives me a hug.

'Thanks Clara. Have fun while I'm gone. Don't do anything bad,' he says looking at the house. 'Like burn the house down.' I laughed at him and practically shoved him into the car. It seems as if I can live without Zayn, which I have been, I just don't want to. I want Zayn, I miss him. I just try not to think about it.

'Watch me on TV!' Harry yelled out the window as he drove away. I smiled and walked back inside.

-Fast Forward to the part where Harry sings-

(SO EVEN THO HE AUDITIONED IN 2010 IM GOING TO HAVE HIM AUDITION IN 2015 WITH THE SAME SONG!)

I sat on the couch and turned the tv onto the right channel.

'I'm going to sing Isn't She Lovely By Stevie Wonder.' Harry said into the microphone.

'Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less then one minute old

And I never thought through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

Isn't she lovely made from love'

He finished and I was in awe. That was beautiful. I screamed with joy as I heard the judges pass him through. As he got off the stage I grabbed the home phone and dialed his number.

'Hello!?' He said excitedly.

'You made it!' I shouted through the phone.

'Yeah!'

'I'm coming down there! Right now!' I hung up quickly and headed for the bus stop. I practically ran to the door and inside when I got there.

'Harry!' I saw him hugging him mum. He turned around and had tears of joy in his eyes. 'Congratulations.' I said hugging him.

'Clara?! Who's this?' Some one said behind me.

Zayn.

•••

'Zayn.. I- what are you doing here?' I asked completely stunned he would be here.

'I'm about to audition too. What are you doing? Who is he?!' Zayn asked angrily.

'This is Harry.' I said as calmly as I could.

'Oh. Are you too an item now?' He waved his hands dramatically.

'No. And what are you to assume. And who would've cared. It's not like we are dating!' I said instantly regretting it. I brought a hand to my mouth in surprise. Suddenly a hurt look washed over all his features. 'Zayn I-' The words didn't come out of my mouth. And to be honest, I did have a small crush on Harry. Zayn patiently stood waiting for my to say something, but I didn't.

'So did our relationship mean nothing. We never actually broke up m. And while I have been busting my tail all over the city looking for you, you were here with this guy, not even worrying about me. ' The tears brimmed my eyes. I knew he was right. He knew I knew he was right. But I still couldn't say anything. And Zayn being here right now, reminded me that Harry has been a distraction, and maybe a new crush, so that I wouldn't be upset over Zayn. 'And what's upsetting the most! Is that your acting like we didn't even happen. I'm in love you. So head over heels for you Clara!'

'Zayn! Enough! If you want to blame someone, blame my parents. They took my phone away I couldn't call you. Blame them for ruining my life!' I shouted. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by being called on stage.

'Here. Take it and go.' Zayn muttered throwing something at me. It hit me in the chest and it hurt. A lot. Zayn throws hard. I picked it up and saw it was my phone. I threw it to the floor and stomped out of the building. Tears flowed freshly down my cheeks as I fell to the pavement in a heap of sobs. I now realized, I was living the fantasy relationship, and now I had discovered what it was like to get in a real fight. And suddenly I wanted a real relationship. What if Zayn wasn't for me. What if I had run into Harry for a reason? Zayn was the one though. But then again, it seemed like Harry was too. They both seemed to captivate my attention and make me smile. My mind says one thing, but my heart says another. I tug at my hair in frustration. Why does this have to happen.

'Hey you okay?' Harry asked walking outside.

'No Harry! I'm clearly not alright! Did you not see any of that?!' I yelled in frustration.

'Okay. I know it's not the time but-' I cut him off. By smashing my lips onto his. But I didn't feel a thing except that it was a mistake.

'I'm sorry.' I squeaked.

'It's okay! Actually that's what I was going to ask you! Will you date me?' I looked at him shocked. I don't want want to date anyone I don't love.

'Sure..'

But then again.. I can't leave him heartbroken.

But something tells me this situation could only go so many ways.