Our Winter Love (Harry AU)

Chapter 22: Our Acts of Jealousy

My blood is boiling as I pace up and down the treehouse contemplating what I need to do. Do I barge into the party at the lake house now and shove that girl off Harry before giving him a five star slap? Or do I leave it and pretend I didn't ever see it and pretend like I don't feel anything for Harry?

Yeah, right now option one sounds great. So without thinking I climb down the rope ladder of the treehouse hastily and storm over to where Will is sitting on a bench with the pretty little girl beside him.

"Will! I'll meet you back here soon, I need to do something quick." I snap at him as he looks up in embarrassment.

He sees the anger in my eyes and nods quickly before I storm off in the direction of the lake house.

I'm trying to calm myself down as I stomp towards the lake house. Deep breaths, Count to 10, count to 10 Izzy. Oh I'll count to 10, while slapping Harry across the face.

I know it seems like I'm over reacting, but I felt like Harry and I were in a comfortable place right now, so I would love to know what happened?

I finally reach the lake house, flinging open the door and being hit by the loud music and noise of people interacting. Shoving through the crowd of people I look around frantically for someone I know.

I catch a glimpse of Eddy's orange hair from across the room as I make my way towards where I assume the others are. As I push through the final load of people, I see what I was hoping to find, Harry with a pretty blonde girl sitting on his lap, playing with his hair.

I suddenly feel a soft hand lightly grabbing my arm before I launch forward and tackle the girl off of Harry's lap. Who the heck is she?

I turn around to see that it's Zayn who has grabbed my arm. His smile is warm and inviting as my face is contorted into a deep frown and probably redder than ever. He actually looks quite attractive in a black Bob Marley shirt and his hair styled up.

"Hay, you okay? I thought your dad was going to watch you carefully." He grins at me as he let's go of my arm.

"I'm fine. I found a reason to come." I half spit out at him. I realize that it's not his fault that there is some girl sitting on Harry's lap, so it's not him who I should be spitting angry words at.

Zayn nods knowingly, "Oh, well then good on you." Then shoots me a small grin.

I look over at Harry who has just noticed me, his eyes widening in shock. I whip my head away from his and focus on Zayn who is still standing beside me.

"Would you like a drink?" He asks politely.

I nod my head before grabbing his arm as he leads us to the table covered in red cups. He takes one before walking over to a cupboard and pulling out a red glass bottle, then filling my cup up halfway and handing it to me again with a smile.

I don't even think for a second before gulping down the whole cup as if it was a shot. The liquid is extremely sweet, almost cherry flavored and still burns my throat as I swallow, but not as bad as the first time I had alcohol.

I hand the empty cup back to Zayn whose eyes are now wide in amusement.

"Woah, calm down speedy Gonzales, we have a whole night ahead of us." He chuckles and I reply with a cute shrug of my shoulders. Zayn laughs again before filling up my cup once more and slowly handing it to me.

I take a smaller sip this time and try to control myself. Zayn grabs my hand in his with no shame and walks us back to where the others are. The blonde bimbo is still sitting on Harry's lap giggling annoyingly as he sits and sips from his own red cup.