One Last Chance (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Author's Note

I'M BACK!!!!!!!!! I will be starting One Last Chance once again along with my new book Won't Become. I went back and edited the previous chapters so I recommend you go re-read them being that I added some important information. Also I apologize for how short those 2 chapters were because that is not how this story will be. I want to do 2,000-2,500 words each chapter not 1,000 because that is way to short. Okay let's get started and remember to vote and comment! P.S I will be trying to update once a week but that might be a little hard being that my softball season isn't done until the 14th and I'm writing two books at once. Also I am the editor for my  best friend TheDreamer1798 books. You should check her account out her first book "Plastic" will be out soon.

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Rose's POV

I once again sat down on my couch, but this time instead of working on my paper I begin to think about who that "Zayn" guy is. Why would someone just come to my apartment and kiss me, also how does he know where I live; how does he even know me in the first place. With all these thoughts running though my head I don't hear someone knocking on my door nor do I hear Harry use his key to let himself in. The feeling of being tapped on the shoulder makes me scream along with jump in my seat. Harry starts cracking up at my reaction of him coming into my apartment. All I do is stare at him with a scowl on my face not in the mood for jokes. "Harry are you serious right now? Of course I would scream because some random guy just knocked on my door and kissed me, and then came back and used a key to get in my apartment!" I scold him my voice raising. Even though he is older and bigger than me he shrinks back and looks down like a child who was scolded by his mother for eating dessert before dinner. Harry looks back up at me, but doesn't meet my eyes before he mutters a quiet sorry. I accept his apology before hugging him. I thank him again for what he did for me earlier which makes him stand taller with pride. Finally registering that Harry is for some reason in my apartment I question him on why he isn't in his own. Harry just replies with a shrug of his shoulders before raiding my newly stocked fridge. Harry pulls out a beer I had sitting in the back where he pops it open before taking a sip. Used to his actions I don't question him, but I do go out to him and take the beer from him. I take a sip of the beer before handing it make to him, which replaces the pout on his face with a smile. I laugh at his childish behavior before taking a seat back on my leather couch where my laptop sits. I pull the laptop back onto my legs, so I can continue typing my essay up. I get to the last page before Harry gets bored with the TV and starts to pester me. Once he starts pulling on my blonde hair I finally give up typing and look at Harry. "What do you want" I whine taking my hair from his large hands. "I'm bored, do something with me" Harry whines right back. I reject his offer, but then Harry's eyes lock with my blue ones and he pouts his bottom lip. I sigh and give in telling him we can go out to eat dinner. Happy, Harry skips out of my apartment dragging me behind him before I can even pick up any money. In the elevator I groan telling Harry that he has to pay, but he doesn't seem to mind. We go out to the parking building where we get in Harry's black range rover. Harry pulls up in front of a small diner that he knows I'm in love with. The smile widens on my face as we take our seats in a booth. My smile is completely wiped from my face when I see who our waiter is. Harry even grimaces when he sees me ex Tyler. The thought completely slipped my mind that he worked here. I think about asking for a new waiter, but know it's no use. Tyler won't listen just like he won't listen when I tell him we aren't getting back together. Harry and I quickly tell him our orders trying to get him to go away as fast as possible. Our plan succeeds, but not for long when he continuously keeps coming by asking if we need any refills or if our food is okay. My favorite meal continues to sit in front of me untouched due to my lost of appetite because of seeing Tyler. Harry being a guy still scarfs down his food, but once in a while looks at me concerned. When Tyler comes back to ask if we want dessert we both reject his offer quickly just wanting to leave. Harry pays for the bill, but not before giving me a note Tyler slid in with the check. I grimace when I see the words "will you go out with me babe" the final word on the note making me want to puke. I rush out to the car just wanting to get home, finish my paper, and go to sleep. I rip up the tiny note and throw it in a small trash can near where we are parked. Harry jumps into the drivers seat giving me an apologetic look before apologizing to me for the second time tonight. I give him a reassuring smile before replying to his apology using his nick name "it is okay Haz, you didn't know Tyler was going to be working here nor that he would end up waiting our table". Harry just nods his head then his eyes focus on the road instead of me. We make it back to our apartment building and go our separate ways, but not before exchanging "I love you's". I continue back to the couch, but this time pick my laptop up and bring it into my room with me. I quickly change into an oversized t-shirt I stole from Harry and continue finishing my paper. Knowing it is going to be a long day tomorrow that needs lots of coffee I finally finish my paper and send it to my professor. The last thing I see before falling asleep is the bright red numbers on my alarm clock that say 1:52.