Friendzone (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 14: Confused

"He what?!" Zayn yelled with wide eyes after I told him what happened earlier. I didn't know how long I've been sleeping but, the only thing that I can remember is waking up beside Harry and found out that he too was asleep next to me. I didn't wanna disturb him from his deep slumber, so I just sneak out of his room and find Nathalie to talk to but I found Zayn instead. Now, just like the last time I talked to him, we were at the skate boarding park.
"Yeah..." I breathed. "Pretty stupid right?"
"Absolutely stupid." Zayn agreed. "I didn't know he's that desperate for sex... I mean, I only see Harry as the boy who's friendly and pretty naive. I never thought he had that kind of side."
"Naive?" I asked with confuse look on my face.
"Yeah, naive. I thought the only thing that he wants to do is to go to the park, hang out with you, or talk to me. That's it. But starting from the day that Angel came to picture...I don't know... He change?"
Oh yeah. I didn't noticed that. Starting from the day that he dated Angel, he always go to the party, and never hang out with me that much for a long time.
Only if I could bring the old Harry back.
"He's full of shit." Zayn muttered.
"Yeah." I agreed.
"So you're still into him?" He asked.
I sigh. "I don't know Zayn." I run my hand through my hair in distress. "I'm really confused right now. Sometimes if he wasn't around, I didn't think of him that much. If Brad was there-"
"Woah. Who's Brad?"
"Oh... Um.." I forgot, I never told him about Brad before. "Just a guy I met the other day. We're just texting and stuff."
"Oooh! So you're seeing someone?" He wiggled his eyebrow.
I felt my cheeks heated up as I avoided eye contact with him.
"I don't know. We're just friends I think. I mean we're just texting." I shrugged as if it's not a big deal.
"Well, that's his first move... Who knew maybe you're end up with him."
"Zayn... He never even show any sign that he likes me."
"Well, describe him to me then."
"Erm... He's not that handsome, but he's cute. And had a pretty sweet voice. He almost look like Harry because of his curly hair but he have these kind of dark brown eyes and slightly tanned skin. And his accent was an Australian by the way... He just approached me the other day and he's kinda have this cocky and bad boy style, so I get mad at him... But he ended up giving his number to me, so now we're friends."
A wide grin appear on Zayn's face.
"Heather, that cocky and bad boy side he's showing to you, that's how some boys like me, flirt."
"You mean he's trying to impress me on his bad boy style." I raised my brow.
"Yeah." He nodded.
I scoffed "That's stupid!"
"Hey! That's my move to Ashley!"
I rolled my eyes. "I still think it's stupid. And who knew maybe that cocky and bad boy moves were really in Brad's nature." I shrugged.
"What ever man. Maybe you should try getting more close to him... And somehow you wouldn't have to worry about Harry that much. Because I can see in the past few days, you look like an absolute shit."
I hit his arm. "Hey! I don't look like shit!"
"Oh yes you are! It's evident in those bags under your eyes." He pointed to my face, making my frown get deeper.
Do I really look depressed so much?
"Wait. I have an idea." Zayn suddenly said, making me look at him with raise eyebrow.
"What if you make Harry jealous." He said, and pointed his forefinger at me.
"Jealous?" Now my brow raised higher.
"Yeah... Use Brad to make him jealous."
"Zayn, how could I make him jealous when he's not even interested in me. I'm just like a sibling to him."
"That's what you thought." He muttered and his eyes widen when he saw my confused look, as if he just couldn't believe from what he just said.
"What do you-" Before I can even finish my sentence he interrupted me and stood up.
"Sorry Heather. I need uh... I need to go. Ed just called me. See ya!" He wave a good bye and run away.
"Zayn! wait!" I tried to shout but he's already far away.
I hate it when Zayn acted like that. He's so weird. But he left me with a lot of thoughts...
Make Harry jealous.
Is  that even possible?