One Direction One-Shots (Book 2)

Never talked -*past* Zarry-

Can we talk about Harry at Nialls concert real quick....like....ahhhh

anyway.....i'm back... i'm going to try to post a oneshot...twice a week...maybe more if i can, but yea.

SHORTTTT SORRYYY

quick summary bc it might not make sense if i dont give one:

Zayn and Harry dated, up until Zayn left. But, Zayn then comes out and says they never spoke. Harry tries to get in contact with Zayn.

Third Person POV- 

"To be honest, I never really spoke to Harry, even when I was in the band," Is the first thing Harry see's when he opens his phone. Harry's eyes widen in shock, and he immediately calls Niall.

"Hey H, what's up?"

"Have you seen what Zayn said about me?"

"No.....what did he say?"

"He....he said that...he and I never talked...and that he didn't even think about...continuing the 'friendship'"

"Oh, I'm so sorry mate...I'm sure he was told to say that or something, don't think he'd say that, if he wasn't told to."

"I...I don't know.."

"Why don't you try and call him? Or text him. He might answer."

Harry chuckles, "Yea good one Ni. He hasn't replied to any of my past messages. Don't think he'll reply now."

"Worth a try,"

"Uhh, fine. I'll... uh...text you later, alright?"

"Yea, sure. Bye H"

"Bye"

Harry hangs up the phone, and pulls up Zayn's contact. He takes a deep breath, and calls him. It rings...and rings...and rings. 'He's not picking u-' 

"Hello?" Zayn answers, obviously not recognizing the number. "Z-Zayn?" Harry says, shocked. "Harry?" Zayn replies. "Yea, I...uh..wanted to talk to you" Harry says, hesitantly. Zayn sighs. "It's about what I said in the article isn't it?" Zayn asks. "Yea...how...how could you say that? I get that you probably don't want to say that we dated, but that doesn't mean that you get to say that we never talked. I mean...you know how..hurtful that is to me? I mean...I loved you Zayn, and you left me." Harry says, his voice raised slightly, his voice breaking by the end. He takes a breath, and continues, crying now. 

"And...the fact that you've ignored my messages, is also, extremely hurtful. Fuck! Zayn, do you have any idea how much I miss you? How much I love you, still?" Harry says, his voice broken. 

Zayn's speechless. He didn't know how hurt Harry was. "I-I-I'm sorry H." Is all Zayn manages. Harry chuckles emotionless, not believing Zayn's apology. "I-I didn't know how hurt you'd be by it. I-I'm sorry." Zayn says. "Why did you even say it? People obviously saw, that we did in fact talk, why did you say that we didn't?" Harry asks. "My...manager; she told me not to talk about you...I guess when they asked about our 'friendship,' I panicked, and said that we never talked, I'm sorry Haz." Zayn explains.

Harry sighs. "It's ok...I mean, it's not ok, but I understand. Still just...wish you hadn't have said it," Harry says, his voice small. "I know, I regret saying it. Wish I could change it." Zayn says. "D-Do...do you ever think about us...like...do you miss us.." Harry stutters. Zayn's heart clenches. "Of course I think about us, I loved you Harry." Zayn says. "I still love you Zayn...don't think I'll ever stop loving you," Harry says, voice thick with tears. "I...I've moved on Harry...I loved ...you Harry. I've got GiGi, and I'm...happy. I'm sorry." Zayn explains. 

"D-Don't apologize...S'ok...I understand." Harry says brokenly. "I'm gonna go. Bye Z" Harry says, then quickly hangs up. 

Harry walks to his bedroom, and curls up in his bed. He cries...and cries...and cries; until he finally falls asleep. 

He sleeps for about 2 hours, before he wakes up. 

He pulls out his phone, and texts Niall.

H: Niall...

N: What happened? Did he pick up?

H: Yea...he picked up

N: Did it go well? 

H: Uhm..no not really.

N: What happened?

H: I told him how hurt I was, and how much I still loved him. He apologized, but then i asked him if he ever missed us...like him and I...he said that he 'loved me.' But...he's got GiGi now, and he's moved on. I don't know why, but it hurts, so much Ni

N: I'm so..so sorry Harry. I know it hurts, I know. D'ya..want to come over? Maybe go to a pub? Get drunk?

H: Thanks, but I think I'm just going to rot in bed for a bit. Maybe another day

N: Ok, call me if you need anything. Alright?

H: Ok, will do. M' gonna go to sleep

N: Ok, goodnight

H: Goodnight

Harry puts down his phone, and lays back down. He closes his eyes, and falls asleep asleep again, accepting that he and Zayn;

are over.

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this was so bad...but at least i posted lol

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