Change My Mind- Zayn and Harry Fan Fiction

Same Old Games

Seyma's POV:

Today the boys have a rehearsal in the studio. You are terrified of what they will do to each other, what they will say to each other....what will they do?  The feelings of curiousness of what will happen in the studio made you feel discomfort.  The thought of them three meeting in one building sent shivers down your spine. You don't think any of the boys know that Niall likes you so the 'meeting' is only between Zayn and Harry. Let's hope none of them get injured.

Harry's POV:

The ride to the studio is dreadful. You don't know what to do- turn back and say you don't feel well or go there and say nothing? By the time you made your mind up you were right outside the studio. You noticed some fans were waiting outside the studio so to make you late for the rehearsal (on purpose) you decided to walk up to them all and sign autographs, take pictures with them, talk to them all. You tried to spend as much time as possible out of Zayn's reach. You know how dangerous Zayn can be when something goes inbetween him and Seyma. This time, you wish you weren't in the band. You are scared of going up there and spending time in Zayn's presence  but the thought of Seyma made you get the butterflies in your stomach. Her hair is a deep brown colour. Her eyes sparkled whenever she saw you but the time when she saw you in front of Zayn's mum's house there was no sparkle. Instead she had the look in her eyes as if she was scared of something. As if  your presence made her freeze like a statue; staring at you to not do something stupid. If only you noticed this firstly there would be no conflict between you and Seyma and Zayn. You really want  her no matter what state she's in. She can look like a homeless person but you still want to see her. It doesn't matter if she's not wearing her best clothes to go outside; you'll always love her with all of your heart.

*30 minutes later*

"Where the hell where you?" Zayn shouted at you straight away when you came in. You could already tell he was mad at you and what you have done to his relationship with Seyma.

"I was with the fans if you really need to know." you tried to show him that you are care-free about what he says.

"Well you could have done this after the rehearsal."

"At least I care about our fans unlike some people." at this point you didn't know what came out of your mouth. You couldn't control your words, that came out  without a specific meaning to you.

"Woah calm down curly!" Louis tried to make the conversation less serious by using his usual humour. Zayn just looked you up and down and then he sat back down to in his seat.  You felt really bad about what you said to Zayn. He is going through a hard time; not seeing Seyma for such a long time but you are also going through a hard time, not seeing Seyma. You sat down next to Niall because Niall just looked up at you and gave the "sit down here" look. You and Niall practiced together while everyone else practiced together. You felt as if Niall was your brother. He was so good at listening to your problems and replying to them wisely. You both just sat there singing and playing the guitar together trying to harmonize with each other. 

*10 minutes later*

"Niall I know this may sound strange but...um... do you know where Seyma could be? I know I screwed everything up between mine and hers friendship but please, if you know anything tell me. I really do miss her you know." you had to break the silence and at the same time find out some information about Seyma. You noticed that Niall  looked a bit shocked at what you said to him. He looked as if he was hiding something, something you really wanted to know. 

"Harry um... Seyma is staying at...um...." 

"Niall please tell me! I won't tell Zayn about anything that you will tell me."

"Harry Seyma is staying at my place." 

"Niall why didn't you tell me where she was?"

"Seyma doesn't seem interested in seeing you and Zayn. She just wants to think through everything. If you will visit her then don't tell her that it was me who told you where she is or otherwise she wil kill me." 

"Thanks Niall. I won't tell her anything. I owe you a beer now!" you said to Niall while leaving the building. You had to go and see her and tell her how you really feel about her. You ran through the busy crowd of screaming fans; stopping for a picture with them. 

*40 minutes later*

You ran up the stairs leading to Niall's apartment. You had to see her now or you will forever blame yourself for not changing things around. You finally reached the apartment door when you heard a noise coming from the inside. It sounded as if someone was crying. You kicked the door open which leaded you to the living room. You noticed a small, innocent figure in the corner of the living room crying into her hands. You automatically walked up to the figure and sat down next to the beautiful Seyma. You noticed her hair was a mess, her face didn't have any make up on it. She noticed the warmth from your body but she didn't nudge one bit. You placed her hands into yours and gently started to stroke them. She didn't lift her head up because she was obviously ashamed of her appearance at the moment. You kept on stroking her hands as if they were precious diamonds. 

"What's wrong Seyma? Why are you crying baby?"  

"Leave me alone Harry I don't want to talk about this!"

"Seyma look I just want to help you. I won't make fun out of you. I won't leave you in here alone when you will tell me about what has happened. Now please beautiful, tell me what's wrong." you tried to relax her by stroking the whole length of her arms. She suddenly moved her hands out of your stroke and hugged your warm body. She cried more than she did before into your shoulder evidently leaving wet patches all over your t-shirt. Her warmth and gentle movement of her body made you feel soothed. She could break the media "bad boy" in you. She made you feel special. Her hands moved up slowly up to your hair which shortly after that grabbed your hair in her palms. She was so gentle with her touch that you didn't even notice her grab your hair. 

"I'm..." she is hesitating with her words. You wanted to hear her voice so badly. 

"Come on baby tell me everything. I'm listening."

"I'm....I'm pregnant." at this point she broke into more tears. You couldn't take in her spoken words. What did she just say to you?

"Harry I'm so sorry... I didn't know anything."

"Seyma. It's all going to be alright. Now baby please stop crying, everything will be okay. I'm here for you." you didn't know how to answer her. She is clearly embarrassed about what she has said. You had to reasure her that you will stay with her through the hard time. 

"No Harry you don't understand. The baby is..."

"Come on baby don't be scared to tell me. You know you can tell me anything."

"It's yours."