-Escape-

Chapter 13

I watched him leave the room, the feeling of his lips on my forehead still lingering “What just happened?” I ask looking at Zayn who also looked confused.

“I think he just broke up with you.” Said Zayn who looked equally as shocked

“What?” I ask

Two minutes ago all I wanted was for Harry to leave me alone, but now that he had I feel like there is a part of me that’s missing.

“Well go after him!” said Zayn motioning towards the door.

I look at the door then back at Zayn. I had a choice, I could go back to Harry with his mood swings and his tantrums. His soft good morning kisses and the warm feeling of his arm around my back. Or I could try something new. Zayn thinks that I could possibly be his mate, and I will never know unless I try. Am I going to live my whole life in the dark? Or take a chance. I know that if I walk into Harry’s room right now he will take me back, but if I stay here I can see if what we have is really love, or just my imagination.

I slowly walk up to the door and close it making up my mind.

“I-I want to see if this will work,” I say looking up at him with questioning eyes.

“What do you mean?”” he asks me a smile growing on his face as he pushed himself off the bed

“I want to know if you are my mate,” I say smiling.

I have been given a chance and I’m taking it. As bad as I want to run into Harry’s room and kiss his face off, I know that if I don’t try this I will I will always be wondering, what if?We both take a step closer.

“So this means…”

“I’m all yours" I laugh.

Zayn smiles and hugs me. I am suddenly pushed back onto the bed. He puts his lips on mine. I know that this is a little foward, but i need to know. Our lips mold together. I grasp the back of his neck running my fingers through his hair messing it up even more. The smooth texture of his lips against mine makes me want to kiss him even more. He runs his hands all over my backing leaving tingles where he once was.

“You don’t know how long” he says in between kisses ‘I have bee waiting to do that”

I smile under his lips and kiss him harder This was different from kissing Harry, but I’m not sure if it is in a good way or a bad one. We both pull back and I gasp for air. Zayn laughs. I turn over so I am lying on my side, then sit up.

“When did you get a new bed?” she asks.

“Yesterday” he replies still smiling like a little boy.

“I like your new bed” I say kissing his nose.

He laughs. “Its not my bed, its our bed.”

******HARRY”S POV******

I sat in my room for a little while waiting to see if she was going to come after me, but after half an hour I realized that she had made her choice.

I sulk downstairs and sit on the couch next to Niall.

“How did it go?” asks Louis.

“I-I let her go” I say.

Niall  seemingly chokes on the air that fills up his lungs and Louis looks at me with wide eyes. None of them believe that I would just give up this easily, especially to Zayn but I dont see what else I can do. She obviously doesnt want to be with me, so I should just leave her alone.

“What do you mean you let her go? She is your mate!” said Louis with his hands in the air. He stands up and begins to walk towards the stair case but I grab his arm