Its a choice you have to make (one direction fanfic)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Marinas POV.

'He loves me... He just said he loves me.' She thought to herself.

"Oh um. There's my house." Marina said as she pointed towards the brown house.

"*clears throat* yeah. " he let go of her hand as she ran towards her door. He jogged after her. She unlocked the door, leaving it open for harry to follow. "Um I better go. I'll see you later." He yelled. She heard the door slam. A tear fell down her cheek as she laid on her bed thinking. She grabbed her phone and texted Karen.

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"Marina!" Karen yelled from the living room. Marina sat lethargically on her bed. "What's wrong babe?" Karen asked. Her warm hands wiped the tears from marinas eyes. "I can't. Harry said he loved me today. I couldn't say it back....because I don't know if I would have meant it." Marina said. She started to sob. "What do you mean? If you don't love him that's fine. Don't cry. " Karen tried to comfort marina.

"You don't get it. I can't choose. If I chose one I loose one...and I don't think I could do that." Marina whispered. Her brown hair fell in front of her face. Karen lifted her face towards hers.

"It's okay. You don't have to decide right now." Karen whispered in marinas ear. Her warm touch soothed marinas discomfort. "Go talk to zayn." She said. Marina whipped the tears from her face. A small nod indicated she was leaving. Karen closed the door behind her.

Marina pulled herself together. She fixed her runny mascara. 'Okay marina. Pull yourself together.' She said to herself as she walked out the door. The rain drops danced on her face as she walked to her car. The warm leather seats heated up as she turned the heater on. She backed out of her driveway. The rain poured onto her car.

She drove to Zayns house. There was a bottle of champagne in the back. 'If I just had a little to drink this would be so much easier.' She thought to herself as she grabbed the bottle of champagne. She put her warm lips on the top of the bottle as she tipped it into her mouth. The cold liquid slid past her teeth down her throat. She set the now empty bottle down.

Marina got out of her car. She nearly fell over. Her toes ached by the time she got to the door. She rang the doorbell. A tall figure opened the door. Zayn was wearing sweats and a white v-neck. His hair was a mess, but marina thought it was hot.

"Hey." He said with a smile. Their eyes met. "Hi." She whispered back. He opened the door wider so she could walk in. Her shoulder brushed his chest.

"No ones home so we can talk here." He said as he pointed towards the couch. Marina plumped herself down as zayn followed. "What's up?" He asked. His warm hands held marinas.

"Is this real? Like us? Do you love me?" She asked. Her eyes teared up.

Zayn lifted her cold hand towards his lips. He kissed the back of her hand.

"For me. This is more than real. This is a dream come true. A dream I never want to wake up from....because you are better than reality." He said.

Marina leaned in towards him. Their faces less than an inch apart. "Kiss me" she whispered. His lips crashed on to hers. Their tongues making their way into each others mouths. His strong arms pushed off of her. "Have you been drinking?" He asked. The smell of alcohol lingered in her breath. "Just a little." She reassured him. Her hand made its way towards Zayns crotch. He stood up, pushing her of him. "You're drunk. I have to get you home." Zayn said. He held out his hand towards hers. "No just sit down." She pulled him down. Her lips pushed up against his. The kiss was sloppy but she continued to put her tongue in his mouth. Her fingers tried to undo the buckle of his belt. "Marina! Stop." He held her wrists. "What? Why?" She wined. "You're drunk." He said. "So I want to. I want to zayn. I thought you did too." She said. Her face was disappointed. "I do want to. I want to soooo bad. But I'm not going to take advantage of you. You're fragile right now. I want our first time together to be special and one well both remember. I want you to want to do it with me. Sober." He said. Her smile faded. " please.....zayn." She begged. "Let's go up to my bed." Zayn said as he reached for her hand. They walked up stairs.

*The next morning

The sunlight peered through the blinds. Her eyes flickered before completely opening. She woke up to find a warm secure hand wrapped around her waist. Marina turned her head to find zayn, sleeping next to her. One eye opened before the other. "Zayn....did we?" Marina asked. Her head still facing down.

"No. You just slept here with me." He said. He lifted the soft blankets of of himself and stood up. His hands stretched towards the ceiling. You could see his v-line. "Oh....last night was a blur." She murmured.

"Yeah no um we just watched movies." He said as he put on a new shirt. "I'm going to run and get coffee. Want anything?" He asked.

"Carmel macchiato." She said. Her eyes were fixated on a drawer in his dresser. The slamming if the door signaled he was gone. He leaped for the drawer. There was a bag hanging out. Curious, she opened the door more. She picked up A small clear bag filled with white substances. She was filled with anger. Her fingertips played with the bag. Minutes later zayn came back.

"What's this?" She asked. Her eyes were watery.

"It's....it's not mine. Well it is but I don't do it anymore." He scrambled for words. His fingers twitched as he talked. "No....please let me leave." Marina said. Her voice was filled with discomfort. Zayns hands rubbed marinas arms. His eyes looked into hers, begging for her to stay. For her to let him explain.

"I'm sorry." She whispered. A small tear fell down her cheek as she rushed downstairs. "Marina! You can't do this to me. You keep leaving me, then when I'm about to give up on 'this' you come back into my life. Sweeping me off my feet." Zayn yelled from the tip of the stairs. Marina stood at the door, frozen. "If you walk out now.....I won't let you back in." Zayn said. His voice was faint,desperate,hurt. "I'm sorry. Coming here was a mistake." She whispered as her hand twisted the doorknob open. Without looking back she ran towards her car. She struggled to open the door. Before she could turn the engine on, she broke out into tears.

-----THE NEXT DAY----

The buzzing of Marinas phone woke her up.

-HAZ <3 flashed over the screen. Her weak thumbs slid the message open.

Harry- babe are you ignoring me? I called you last night....several times. I don't know maybe you didn't get them. But we need to talk. See you at school. Xoxo

Her nimble fingers typed a quick reply.

Marina: sorry babe. Talk to you at school.

She tossed her phone on the unmade bed. She walked over to her closet. All the clothes that she had meant nothing to her now. The clothes she'd obsess over, we're now ....just clothes. She grabbed a pair of jeans and a red crew neck. She slipped on her grey converse. She put her brown hair into a high ponytail.

When she arrived at school it was 7:45. 'Great' she thought. 15 minutes before class starts. 15 minutes where he could run into zayn or Harry. She dragged her self out of her car. The hallways seemed especially loud today. "Yo dude pass me the ball." A jock would say as a flying football would emerge from the crowd. Marina walked to her locked. Fiddling with the lock before entering her combo and opening it. "Marina!" A familiar voice said. Her head immediately turned to discover it was Harry. He started to jog towards her. "Marina!" Another voice said. She spun around to find zayn also jogging towards her. What she feared the worst....was coming true.