You're a Mystery // zm

Chapter 18

Piper’s POV

“There’s something I have to tell you Piper.”

This made millions of things run through my mind, but not the thing it really was. It was unexpected and completely shocking. Heartbreaking.

“What?” I asked nervously. He pulled my over to the bench and sat me down, grabbing one of my hands.

“I just want you to know that it doesn’t change how I feel or have felt about you at all.” He said.

“Harry just tell me.” I said studying his face. He sighed, closing his head and nodding.

“A month ago when Zayn and I were fighting over you we had a meeting about it. That morning Simon Cowell called me, he helps us make decisions for the band. He told me that he had told the media we were going out on a date.” He explained.

“I don’t get it.” I said quietly.

“Simon told the media we were going on a date, before I asked you.” He said slowly. Making me pull back and stare at him shocked.

“So-o you didn’t ask me because you liked me or wanted me to. Simon told you to.” I stuttered.

“I wanted to ask you Piper, I’ve liked you since I laid my eyes on you.” He said quickly taking my hand again. I pulled it back and stood up starring down at him appalled.

“This was all for media attention?” I asked as he starred up at me. He didn’t say anything, no nod or response. This answered my question. I turned around and began walking back towards the entrance quickly.

“Piper!” Harry called.

“Stay away from me Harry.” I said looking back at him before running out of the entrance.

Zayn’s POV

I walked in the front door sighing, closing it behind me and throwing my jacket on the couch. They were out right now making out and loving each other while I was here. I hated feeling sorry for myself, but lately that’s all I can do.

I sighed walking into the kitchen and grabbing a beer. I popped the top off and took a sip out of it. I would have to break the news to her. They were on a date and he wasn’t going to tell her, he was leaving me to be the bad guy. But she might hate me after I tell her.

There was a heavy banging on my door. I set my beer down and walked out of the kitchen towards the door.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“Open the door.” A voice said angrily, it was Piper. I quickly unlocked it and opened it. She was standing in the door way, her hands at her sides and her fists in tight balls, her knuckles whitening over. She had been crying, but she looked angry more then anything.

“What happened? Come in.” I said concerned, stepping aside. She shook her head and bit down angrily, her jaw tightening. She just starred at me.

“What happened?” I asked.

“What happened?” She repeated making me stare at her confused. “A guy I thought that was crazy about me was only doing it for the media. That’s what fucking happened.” She said angrily making me exhale loudly, he told her.

“I was going to tell you if he didn’t.” I said making her shoot me a dirty look, her eyes filling up. “Harry’s in the wrong here.”

“You didn’t tell me and you could have. That’s not the worst part about it. The worst part is the guy that I thought was even more crazy about me kept it from me. He watched as I fell for him and didn’t say a damn word.” She said chocking out, tears falling from her eyes.