Out of Hand (One Direction/Harry)

Chapter 13: Desperation

[Sorry for taking long to update I hope you like it!]

 My face shows no expression. Her mouth drops. 

"You two are the definition of disgusting!" Her face is so surprised. "You are a little whore! Pretending to be an innocent virgin and letting your friend's date get into your pants! After calling him shit."

I can't manage to articulate words. I swallow and tun my head to Harry. He is just as confused I am, his hands are still grabbing my pants and he's looking at Acacia.

"Say something!" She shouts and I can hear the desperation on her voice.

His head turns to me and I know he doesn't know what to say.

She shuts the door closed and I am completely fucked with my best friend.

"I'll talk to her." He pulls my pants off completely. He folds them and places them on the drawer.

I try to say something but it sounds more like a gargle.

He takes my top off and I keep thinking about our scene in the tutoring center. It felt good.

"Am I a good kisser?" My intoxicated brain doesn't think before saying stuff. 

"Great kisser." He says and I giggle.

He leaves after tucking me in and I'm asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow. 

...

I open my eyes and sit up. My head is pounding and I feel like shit. I stand up, accidentally stepping on Zayn. He is sleeping on my inflatable bed, he's shirtless and I can see his back muscles. I walk inside the bathroom and shower. I change to another pajama. Zayn's still asleep so I just walk downstairs and make myself some coffee.

I take zip of my coffee and wonder where Joan is. I find myself extremely bored drinking the coffee and realize I have no idea where I left my phone. Fucking fuck I probably lost it.

I see Zayn entering the kitchen. He's shirtless, and trying to fix his hair with his fingers. I pour him a cup of coffee and he sits on the stool in front of me.

"I squeezed her ass." Zayn blurts out.

"Mine's better." It's true.

"But her ass is her's." His words make a great impact on me.

"Fuck." I blurt out. "Why can't I find someone like you? That loves me and likes me better than anyone else. Oceane and you are like fucking perfection." 

"Daniel and you are perfect." He takes another zip of his coffee.

"Daniel and I are okay." I don't want to talk about Daniel.

...

Zayn spends the rest of the day with Oceane and Harry drops my phone off. I left it in his car. Acacia isn't answering my texts and Fara tells me she's very mad. Sunday goes by really fast, I ask Zayn to pick me up on Monday because Acacia obviously won't. I don't tell him why. Daniel has been calling me, but I am done with his bullshit. 

...

I wake up to the sound of my alarm. I shower and change quickly. Oceane and I ride to school with Zayn. 

As I am walking towards my locker I realize how awkward today is going to be because I don't have Daniel, or Acacia, and Fara's classes are with Acacia. So basically I am fucked.

I walk towards my locker and see Daniel against it, arms crossed, talking to Harry.

God why?

My body moves to my locker. Daniel notices me.