Chapter 2: Day Two
Zayn’s POV
Tara shifted a little in my lap. I was kinda glad Harry was jealous. It meant that I was taking the girl he secretly liked. But the only problem with that was that I liked Tara too. She was very pretty. Her brown eyes matched her hair perfectly. And Becca used to tell us that Tara was a really great artist. I loved that I had the same things in common with her. It meant she was more likely to be with me rather than with Harry.
Tara’s eyes started to close. She was tired. From being locked out of her house to going shopping for hours, she must’ve been exhausted. I looked at Louis and said, “I’m gonna take Tara up to her room. She’s really tired.” He nodded and got up. I held Tara against my chest and carried her upstairs. I opened the door to her room and set her gently on her bed. “Goodnight, love.” I kissed her forehead softly and covered her with the covers. I walked out but not before looking back at her and smiling.
Tara’s POV
-Tara’s Dream-
I was at a concert. It was loud too. My friend Natalie and I were backstage and we were waiting for the boys to come back and see us. Zayn smiled when he saw me. “Tara!” He hugged me and spun me around. Then he kissed me softly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. I could see Harry glaring at me while he was kissing Natalie. They had started dating a month ago and I was okay with it. Zayn said, “I’ve missed you, Tara. Tour is boring with my baby.” I laughed and pressed my forehead against his. “I love you, Tara.” “I love you, Zayn.”
-End Tara’s Dream-
I woke up and rubbed my eyes. How did I end up in my bed? The last thing I remember was sitting on Zayn’s lap. I shook it off and changed into different clothes. I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen.
The boys were all gathered around at the table, talking and laughing. Niall piped up when he saw me, “Good morning, Tara Bear. Did you sleep well?” I smiled and replied, “Yeah, I did. I want to thank to whoever put me in bed. I was afraid of falling asleep on the couch.” Zayn blushed softly and looked away. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Zayn, you okay?” He looked at me and smiled. “Yeah. It’s just that… I put you in bed.” I blushed and gulped. Does he know that I like him?? I started to panic. I ran back upstairs and slammed my bedroom door shut.
I threw myself onto my bed and covered my face. Zayn said, worried, “Tara? Can I come in?” I said softly, “Whatever.” He came in and sat down beside me. “Tara… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have-“ I argued, “You don’t get it, do you, Zayn?” Zayn asked, “Get what?” “I love you, Zayn! I have! I felt awkward sitting in your lap last night because I thought… that you liked me too. I’m sorry, I’m stupid.” Zayn leaned forward and I asked, “What are you-“ He pressed his lips to mine and cupped my cheeks. I soon started to kiss him back and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. Zayn pulled away, looking into my eyes. “You are so beautiful, Tara. I’ve told you this before. I’m glad you told me that you love me, because I love you too.” I kissed him again and tears pricked my eyes. “You… are too kind, Zayn.” He said, “I really do love you, Tara.” I looked into his brown eyes. He asked, “Tara, will you be my girlfriend?”
I blushed and stuttered, “Um… uh, what am I supposed to say?” Zayn lifted my chin. “Yes or no would suffice.” I smiled and replied, “Yes.”
Zayn kissed me again and smiled. “I’ll make you happy. I promise.” He kissed me softly. He held my hand and led me downstairs. Harry looked up from his breakfast plate and his eyes widened at the sight of our intertwined fingers.
Harry’s POV
I bubbled with anger. After like, a couple of hours, Zayn was dating Tara?! Okay, I’ll admit I was jealous, but Zayn was dating Perrie. Or did he forget about her when he met Tara? I got up abruptly and stormed out of the house. I could hear Tara following me, but I didn’t care. Why should I care anyway? She was dating Zayn. Tara asked, “Harry… I’m sorry.” I growled, “Sorry for what? Breaking my heart?” She stood in front me. Her eyes were full of regret. “Yes. Zayn told me that you liked me, but I didn’t know what to do. I’m tied. I’m tied between you…. And Zayn.” I looked into her eyes. “Well, if you loved me, you would’ve said so! Cause, well, if you won’t admit your feelings, I will. I love you, Tara!” She blushed and blinked, not losing my gaze. She stuttered, “I… love you too. I’m sorry! I’m so confused!” I held her hands in mine and looked into her eyes. “Tara… I’m sorry if I’m being selfish, but I want you to be mine. And only mine. You are the one I want. No one else. Please, be with me.” I heard a voice laugh, “This is like a soap opera.” I turned around and I saw Zayn standing in the doorway. “Next time, Hazza. Close the door.” He said, “I’m sorry, Tara. I knew this was gonna happen. Harry’s jealous of me. But he can have you. I’m done. I was already dating someone when I met you.” Tara’s hands balled up in fists.
She punched Zayn. “Thanks a lot, Zayn. I trusted you with my emotions. Looks like no one in this stupid house is trustworthy. I’m going home. See ya later.” She started to walk away, but I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my chest. “Don’t go, Tara,” I said, almost crying, “I love having you here in my life. If you leave, I don’t know what I would do. I’d find you just to bring you home with me. I love you. Don’t leave me.” Tears fell harder than I expected. Tara buried her face in my chest. “I’m sorry, Harry. I love you, but I need a break.” “At least, let me kiss you goodbye.” She said, “What?” I gently pressed my lips to hers and my hands held the back of her head. She kissed me back and her arms wrapped around my neck. When we pulled away, I was crying all over again. She wiped my tears away and she cooed, “Don’t cry, my baby Harry. I’ll be back. I promise.” I kissed her softly. “Come back as soon as you can, love. I’ll miss you a lot.”
