Soft Spot (Zayn Malik)

XXVI

Chapter Twenty-Six: All For Red

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"Wait," Aeanne paused, frowning at me and in a hushed tone, she said, "does he, like, do porn or something?"

"No!" I couldn't help but laugh. "Well...I guess that was kind of a porn, huh?"

"I don't even wanna know." She said, eyes widened.

"You're right, you don't." I shook my head. "But the thing is, I'm not sure if we're still together or not."

"I still don't get it." She pursed her lips in thought.

"Would you stay with your boyfriend if you knew he fucked another girl?" I asked, hinting what happened.

"Oh my god!" She gushed. "He didn't- holy-... what?! He cheated?!"

"After, like, two hours of asking me to be his girlfriend." I rolled my eyes. "It's not like it matters. I'm breaking-"

"Shut up!" Jaimie gasped out of nowhere. I didn't even realize that she was already there with JC. "No, you're breaking up with Zayn already?"

"Wait, how did you-"

"Well, that went quick." Maz laughed. Oh, he's here too?

"How did you guys-" I frowned, looking at them. "How did you know we were together? It all happened yesterday."

"I was on the phone with Aeanne when JC's mom was talking about it," Maz shrugged, "and I ended up mentioning it to Jaimie during our date."

"And that, my friend," Jaimie added, putting her palms on my shoulders, "was how I found out."

"Oh." I pursed my lips, looking at Zayn. "Well, it doesn't matter anymore."

He stopped talking to Niall and looked at me, as if sensing my glare at him even though we were more than twenty feet away from each other. He just rolled my eyes at me and pulled Alizia Greene, both of them disappearing out of my sight. I opened my mouth in shock that he'd do something like that, puffing a heavy breath out and inhaling sharply to calm myself down.

How could he? Was that all I was to him? A game? Because he found Marie and slept with her - which they've probably done in Paris too, that's why they knew each other - he'd just get rid of me and go back with Alizia Greene, who - not even a month ago - he claimed no one gave a fuck about.

"Oh, I just-....ugh!" I anxiously rummaged my hair, earning a confused look from my friends. I just shook my head to them and sighed heavily.

"Should we ignore that?" Jaimie raised her eyebrow.

"Yeah," I said, "sorry, I'm just...I'm beyond fucking pissed right now."

"Pfft. I feel you." She snorted.

"What's wrong with you?" Aeanne blinked at Jaimie.

"There goes my chances with him." The redhead sighed heavily, pointing at the opposite side of us.

We all turned around to see what she meant, and all we saw was Harry tounging Angela down. We slowly looked at each other before turning to Jaimie and mouthing "Harry?" as if on cue.

"No!" She frowned. "Him!"

She pointed again, and this time, we saw JC with a group of girls. He was flirting with all of them and even one of them touch his biceps. Jaimie sighed heavily to herself, shaking her head and cursing underneath her friend.

"Guys." She and I said at the same time, shaking our heads.

"Hey!" Maz frowned, making us giggle.