Chapter 2: Birthday and Heartbreak

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It was 12th January, which means it was Z's birthday. I was so excited yet nervous to tell him about my affection, sorry, love. I looked around my closet to see if I had something to wear for tonight. I couldn't choose anything to wear, and I had no idea what to do with my hair or face. I sighed and took out my phone.

I called Jesy, "Hey, Jes." "Heya. Whatcha doin'?" I sighed. "I was planning to start getting ready for tonight, but I can't choose." "No worries, babe. When Jes is here. I'll be there in 5." "Thanks" "Hey! No thank you or sorry in friendship." "Yeah. Yeah. I'll be waiting for you."

(After 10 minutes)

I heard my doorbell going on. Knowing it'd be Jesy, I quickly opened it. "Hi." "Hey. C'mon in." Jesy entered the house, and we both went straight to my room. I sat on my bed while Jesy looked in my closet to see what I could wear.

She kept showing me dresses, and every time I scrunched and said 'No.' I don't even know why I have these dresses when I don't wear them. She showed me a dress, and it totally was my type. I vigorously nodded. Jesy sighed in relief which did make me chuckle. Jesy handed me the dress, and I quickly changed into it. Jesy sat me on the chair and started doing my hair.

(After 2 Hours)

"Woah, Jesy. I look...different." I was wearing a short black dress. I had my hair curled and very light make-up on. Basic, but the way Jesy dressed my hair and did my makeup made me look so stunning. The birthday party was very casual and formal, and the way she dressed me suited me perfectly. I stood up from my seat and gave Jes a tight hug gesturing as a 'Thank you.'

Mia's Outfit:

"You're welcome

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"You're welcome." I smiled. I checked the time, and it was 6:30. "I should leave." Jesy nodded, and I made my way to my car. I drove to Zayn's house.

I reached Zayn's house in no time. I stepped outside my car and entered his house. The party didn't even start yet, and there were already so many people. Almost everyone from our school was there. I found Zayn talking to a guy. I tapped his shoulder, and he turned around.

He was wearing a white shirt and black jeans. His hair was styled perfectly, and it was taking everything in me to take my eyes off him. Zayn smiled seeing me, and I returned one too. "Hey, Mia. You look stunning as always." He complimented me. "Happy Birthday, Z, and Thanks for the compliment," I said and blushed. "Thank you."

Zayn's Outfit:

"Did you just arrive?" I nodded

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"Did you just arrive?" I nodded. "Can I talk to you? In private?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure. Just a second." I nodded. "You can wait for me in this room, and I'll be back. Just a second." I nodded once again and made my way inside.

I entered the room, and it was a room filled with drawings and spray paintings. "It's probably his' spray painting room." I thought and started looking at all the spray paintings. Instantly my eyes laid on a drawing that was different from all others in here. It was a figure of a girl who looked like...me! It was my picture! The one I recently uploaded on my Instagram. I held my hands to my mouth in shock and started admiring the portrait.

I realized it had been 15 minutes since Zayn left. I sighed and started looking at his other portraits. I saw a few of the doodlings he had made on the wall and some lyrics from his favorite songs.

"It's so late. Where is Zayn?" I said to myself and made my way outside. I started looking for Zayn, but he was nowhere to be seen. All I could see was drunk people or people dancing. I made my way upstairs. I passed through bodies lying, and damn, it was so hot here.

I finally reached the stairs and went upstairs. I finally felt some cold air hit me. I sighed and made my way to check the bedrooms. I heard a few giggles from one of the bedrooms. I opened the door and saw Zayn standing with a...girl.

I was shocked as well as broken from inside. My eyes widened, and they both continued making out. I stood there broken and awkwardly. They both ignored my presence. So I cleared my throat. They both pulled away and looked at me. "I lost my chance," I thought as a tear slid down my face.

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(A/N): Who do you think is the girl? Let me know in the comments. Can you please vote, and maybe follow? It would mean a lot. Thanks for reading ❤️ I Love y'all <3

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