She's so Mean(A Harry Styles fanfic)

sorry (chapter 16)

My head spun as I slammed my bedroom door.

Throwing my bag on the ground, I fell into my bed.

Today had been exhausting and scary.

Seven or so people had approached me, asking for Zayn's number, and may I mention atleast two of them had been guys.

It had been 3 days since the scandle erupted, and now it was just like a volcano, spewing ash every so often.

Harry had attempted calling my several times, but I had only denied his calls. I couldn't face him. I felt ashamed. I had acted so slutty, but wasn't that what I was? A slut.

I groaned, shoving my face into a cool pillow, and thats when I heard it.

The tapping.

Tapping on my window/door.

Harry?

I got up, slowing pulling the doors back. Looking down at me feet, I smiled sadly as I looked up.

"Zayn !", I said shocked.

"Expecting someone else", he smirked, his eyes dancing cutely.

Whoa.okay. He was too attractive to be real.

I shook my head,running my fingers through my hair.

He had a girlfriend.

"Ok.Good. I need to speak to you. It's important", he said, walking past me into my room.

"Okay", I said suspiciously.

"It's about Harry", he whispered, stopping only centimeters away from me.

I groaned.

"What about him?".

"He's really sorry Vic...".

"No he's not", I said cutting him off. "If he was, he would come apoligise himself".

Zayn sighed heavily.

Aw. He was so cute.

Shit ! Focus Vicky.

"Harry's never been good with girls, or words for that matter. He usually just fucks...".

"Okay, stop Zayn, I get it", I said, resting my hands on his chest.

"But he really seems to like you. He wouldn't be trying so hard to fix things..."

"BULLSHIT! He's not trying at all. Your trying Zayn. Not him.", I shouted, fed up with what Zayn was saying.

"Guys are all the same. They all are driven by the exact same desire and it's pathetic".

"I'm sorry Vicky. Are you okay?"

I nodded shyly.

Aw. He was apoligising after I had gone off at him.

"Listen..", both I and Zayn had attempted to speak at the same time, neither one of us succeeding.

Zayn started to laugh, finding it quite amusing.

Catching him in mid laugh, I pressed my lips against his.

His eyes went wide. I quickly pulled away, embarrassed at my actions.

"I'm sorry, your dating Perrie, that was completley...".

Zayn pushed my against my bed, his large hands gripping my wrists, as he came down and smashed his lips against mine.

My eyes immediately fluttered shut as I moaned into the kiss.

Was it possible I was completley okay about kissing a man who was already taken?

Zayn's hands fiddled with my top and I froze.

A/N. hmmmm,,who saw that coming? Who likes Zatoria? is it bad? zayn is basically cheating on perrie. oh my glob.how sad. :'((( i promise there will be some vicky and harry scenes soon. Afterall,,it is a Harry fanfic... (: ! enjoy.