Harry's POV
"Hey mate, can we talk for a sec?" I asked Zayn.
"Yeah, sure man. What's up?" Zayn said.
"Ailsa." I said.
"What about her?" Zayn said.
"Zayn, you know what. You know she has feelings for you. I know you have feelings for her. You two are like two halves of one person, I've seen you too together. Why Belle?" I said.
"Mate, it's not like that. I like Belle. And yeah, i did have feelings for Ailsa. But I don't think i do anymore." Zayn said.
"Mate, we all know you do. Come on, admit it." I said.
"Okay, so maybe I do. But, I don't know, man. I don't know if I'm what she wants, I don't know if we'll be good together. I don't know if it's going to work." Zayn said.
"You'll never know if you don't try. Come on, man. This is Ailsa. You really like her. She really likes you." Harry said.
"Alright, thanks mate." Zayn said.
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Ailsa's POV
I finished writing down my answer and looked through my notes to check the practice test. I tied my long hair up with a clip. The door to my study opened and I looked up.
"Zayn! Come on in." I said, my heart thumping straight out of my chest. He just stood there in the doorway, and I looked at him, a little confused. "Is everything okay?"
I walked around my desk to the front of it. For a few seconds he looked at me, and then just said my name.
"Yeah?" I asked.
He took three long steps towards me, gripping my upper arms tightly, and pressed his lips to mine. For a second, I was exceedingly confused and in shock. Then I melted into his arms, my hands going around his neck and pulling him to me. He ran his tongue over my lower lip and I opened up to him. His hand pulled on my hair, then pulled the clip out of my hair, letting it fall onto my back. My stomach was going insane. Flip-flops, butterflies, rats. And then, I came to my senses.
I pulled away from the kiss, gasping.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Zayn said a little nervously.
"Zayn, you- you have a girlfriend. You can't cheat on her. This isn't right." I said.
"You're right. I'm sorry." he said, before turning around and walking out the door.
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Bookshelf (A Zayn Malik Story)
FanfictionA nerd. A popstar. A Belle. A few friends. Mix it all together, what do you get? A little bit of love, a little bit of jealousy, a little bit of hate, and a little bit of revenge. Ailsa Cowell, daughter of Simon Cowell, crosses paths with One Dire...