Let's Call It Love [A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction]

Chapter 8

*** Hey guys I'm really sorry for not updating sooner, but I am now so please don't kill me. I've got a bunch of stuff to do for school and my charger broke so bad luck for me.

Anyways, this chapter is dedicated to my VERY good friend @Thaine_Malik she's got a couple of fan fictions too so go check her out. (Not in the way you're thinking, you bad, bad person)

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Chapter 8

Zayn's POV

Niall and she were hugging on the other side of the glass and anger bubbled up inside of him. He would have expected something like this from Harry, but from Niall? From Nialler? No way. Niall knew where his boundaries lay and yet there he was, in the arms of the girl Zayn loved.

And Lana wasn't even pulling away, she was even smiling. Did she like messing around with people's hearts? Was that all he was to her?

He stormed out of Nando's to confront the two who were still locked in an embrace. "What do you think you're doing?" He growled, making the two of them jump apart.

Their faces were wound up in confusion which slowly dawned to realization. "No, Zayn, mate, this isn't what you think." Niall said frantically.

"Tell me then, what is it?" He snapped.

"Zayn." Lana pleaded. "You don't understand."

"Apparently." He said with so much bitterness that it made Lana flinch. 'Take it back!' His insides screamed at him.

"Mate, there's no need to get all angry, we can explain." Niall said.

"Save it. I expected better from the both of you." He said, turning around.

Niall made a grab for his wrist and he, instinctively, swung his other hand, right into the blonde boy's left eye.

"Zayn!" Lana yelled. "He's just trying to explain." Lana said, trying to get a look at Niall's sore eye.

"I don't want to hear anything. I wasted my time on the both of you." He spat, which he immediately regretted as soon as he saw tears pooling in Lana's eyes.

He turned around again, unable to handle the sight before him, and left them, his best friend, who he just punched, and his love, whose heart he just shattered. The both of them, conspiring traitors.

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The next week he spent cooped up in his room. Niall kept trying to talk to him through the door, saying that it was okay that Zayn had punched him but Zayn didn't budge. He only saw Harry and Louis, and Liam too at times but they were all trying to tell them that he was wrong for not listening to Niall, which made him angry.

They told him Lana was a wreck, he knew that, she tried calling him, a lot. But he never answered. Liam said that they were visiting her daily and Zayn snapped at him angrily. "So each of you are having a go at her now, are you?"

Today, the sun was up in the sky and the temperature had risen a couple of degrees, the leaves of the trees were all fully turned from green to orange and most of them were already bare. The four boys had gone shopping, so he thought it safe for him to go and walk around, he stumbled out of bed and dressed hastily and just as he was a out to go, he stumbled on a pile of used clothing on the floor and landed face first onto a piece of pink cloth that he remembered she wore around her head.

It smelled of strawberries and coffee. Lana....

His heart stung and his eyes watered and before he knew it, he was trying to keep the scent of the headband to himself.