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kylie&Harry <3 (includes Zayn)

Kylie's P.O.V

I am so fuming, here I am in Harry's living room waiting on him. Where is he? You ask. Your guess is good as mine, I have no idea. All he told me was to wait for him at his house. It's a good job Louis was here earlier otherwise I would be sitting on the doorstep three hours later. Yes three hours later! We were supposed to be going to see a movie then go for a meal so I never got dressed up fancy. I went for the casual look, dressed in grey skinny jeans, a white crop top and white flats to complete the look. My strawberry blonde hair was tied up in a bun. I never had much make-up on, just foundation, lip gloss and a coat of mascara to make my brown eyes stand out. It was a summery evening, wind blowing the trees gently, sun still shining like a star. The TV was on but I wasn't focused on it, I just kept wondering where Harry was. Ten minutes later after pacing up and down, the front door opened and in walked Zayn with Harry behind him looking guilty. Hmm, I wonder what he's did? I stopped in my tracks and looked at the both of them.

"Hey Kylie", Zayn smiled

"Zayn", I smiled back

Zayn was my best friend and has been for the last three years. I knew him before I met Harry and well.. Zayn is the one who helped me and Harry meet. I spoke and became friends with Harry and then we began to date a year ago. I've met all the boys and they are all lovely but right now that's not important, the situation in front of me is: Why was Harry three and a half hours late? And Why did Zayn bring him home?

I looked to Harry, desperate to gaze into his emerald green eyes, for them to assure me as to why I shouldn't have this un-easy feeling in my stomach. Why I think he's did something he shouldn't have done. After all he looks guilty and a little bit drunk. Instead of looking at me, he faced the other way. I raised my eyebrows at his reaction but decided to let it go for now.

"Harry", I said

He never replied.

"Fine. Ignore me, see if I care", I stomped into the living room and sat down on Harry's cream sofa. This place has become a second home.

Yes, I'm a little bit stubborn but I'm my own person don't judge!

"I'm just going to put Harry to bed to sober up. Be back down in a minute", Zayn called to me as I heard him climb a couple of stairs.

"Okay", I called back unsure if he heard me

Zayn came back down a few minutes later and took a seat beside me.

"Why did Harry not look at me?", I asked Zayn wanting some answers to why Harry was acting this way.

"Do you really want to know?", Zayn replied.

I nodded even though my stomach tightened.

He took a deep breath before beginning. "Kylie, the last thing I want to do is hurt or upset you"

"You won't", I cut in

He nodded. "I was at a club, just having a few beers. I then went to the bathroom before I left and I noticed this guy with curly hair. I never twigged until he spoke and I recognised it as Harry's voice. I fully opened the cubicle door and I was right but I found him cheating in you..", Zayn trailed off

"You mean Harry cheated on me?", I gulped

Zayn nodded. "Yeah Kylie, I'm sorry"

"It's not your fault Zayn", I told him

I was really fuming now. The fact that he was three and a half hours late but the fact that he had cheated on me too!

I got up off the sofa and walked out into the hallway.

"Where are you going?", Zayn asked

I ignored him and stomped upstairs to Harry's room. I threw open the door, with the loudness of the door banging off the wall woke Harry up. He looked at me tiredly and drunkly.

"What's up?", He asked sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Don't you dare ask me what's up!", I yelled. "How dare you cheat in me!"

He looked confused at first but as soon as it registered, he gulped and the guilty look came back to his eyes.

"I'm sorry", He began but I cut him off

"Don't you dare say your sorry!", I yelled again

I walked closer to his bed. I lifted my hand and slapped him across the face. He looked stunned but never said anything.

"We're over", I said before I exited Harry's room

I ran downstairs and out the front door. I'm sure I heard footsteps behind me but I didn't bother. Tears were now beginning to fill me eyes. I refused to let them fall. After running for five minutes, I arrived at my house. I fumbled with the key in the lock as my vision became blurry. After three tries I succeeded getting the key into the lock. I opened my front door and walked away from it a bit before I slid down the wall and put my head in my hands and began to sob. I soon felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I tensed and looked up to see who it was and I soon relaxed when I noticed it was Zayn. I should have known it wouldn't have lasted with Harry. A year was all we did last before he moved on to another girl. Harry has always been a flirt and there's no changing that. I continued to cry.

"Shh, it's okay", Zayn soothed

Once I stopped crying, I looked at Zayn, his hazel brown eyes staring into mine.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you earlier", I apologised

"It's okay. I understand you were angry", He told me lightly kissing my hair

I weakly smiled. My make-up was probably ruined.

"I'm here Kylie. I always will be", Zayn smiled. I smiled back before hugging him.

I knew that the only boy I would ever need in my life would be my best friend Zayn. He has always been there, never lied to me and always cared. Doing the other things a best friend does in-between. As long as I have Zayn whatever situation comes my way, I get through it easily with Zayn on my side, being such a good best friend that he is and has always been.