Mission abroad

Chapter 14

I woke up on the couch. my throat was sore and i was still in the same clothes from last night. I walked to the desk and found a post-it note on the counter.

'i had an early interview

dinner tonight, 7pm

-Harry'

i grinned at Harry's name. i love Zayn, but he wants more than i can give him, its easier with Harry, their was no pressure. i looked at the clock and saw it was 11 am. i turned on the tv and flicked until i found the interview.

interviewer: so Zayn is it true you and Madeline broke up?

Zayn: were not sure, nothings really been confirmed

interviewer: so your not dating Bridget?

Zayn: no, im seeing Bridget

interviewer: and harry, are you seeing madeline aswell?

Harry: id like to believe so

interviewer: so two of you are dating Madeline, lucky her

oh god oh god oh god! great! im officially the one direction slut! wonderful! a knock on the door banged frantically and on the other side, i found harry. he ran right past me and behind me. running after him, Zayn stormed into the room, followed by the other guys

"Im gonna kill him!" Zayn shouted at me

"Zayn stop!" i put my hands on his chest to hold him back.

"you!" he spat at me

"me what?" i was shocked

"you started dating my best friend without telling me?"

"you get back with your ex without telling me?" we stood their huffing and puffing at each other until we slumped back and calmed down. Zayn walked out of the door and i was left with the rest of the guys. they hugged me and left, and i was alone, wonderful.

tears welled in my eyes, i just wanted to crawl under the bed and never see the light of day. as much as i hated it i was alone in london. i got onto my laptop and logged onto Quantas to book a flight home at the end of the week. class would be over for a few weeks and i was missing home so badly. 

Zayn's P.O.V

It had been a week and i hadnt left my bed. Madeline wouldnt answer my calls and i ended things with Bridget. after the way i acted on television i think she was going to end it soon anyway. i looked at my phone and saw a bunch of messages from harry, all of which i ignored until a knock at the door came. i dragged my body out of bed and scrunched my hair in my hands, hopefully it was Madeline. i  opened the door and harry was standing their with a stern look on his face.

"do you want me to hit you again?" i grew defencive

"oh shut up, have you read a magazine.... or showered lately?" he pulled a isgusted face and i knew i must have smelt bad.

"no ive been asleep" hopefully nothing would be questioned on my sleeping pattern

"well take a look" harry handed me a magazine. on the front cover was a picture of Madeline carrying bags near a door. i opene the magazine and began to read until Harry interupted

"shes leaving,she got on a plane this morning" he looke teary eyed, he didnt just like her, i mean he really really liked her, and so do i. i ran to my room and shoved the first thing i could find onto my body. i slipped my feet into my toms and ran to the airport to bring her home.