Chapter 5⃣

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Chapter 5:

(Zoës POV)

When I got home Zayn was already there. I guess he lives close. "Hey Zayn!" I yelled at him to catch his attention from his car. He looked up from his phone, and got out of his car with his books. We both walked inside, and sat on the couch. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" He said putting the pencil in his mouth while trying to find the right page in the Math Book. "It's kind of a wierd story." I said. "We'll tell it!" He said. "Okayyy. Ok so you no that guy Harry right?" He jerked his head up. "Yesh." He said then took the pencil out of his mouth. "Yes." He said again correcting his word. I giggled. "Ok, we'll I kind of have a crush on him, but the thing is his girlfriend, Kaitlyn, is my friend. I met her at camp once..." I didn't get to finish when he interrupted me. "Wait. You have a crush on Harry?" He said, I could see tears forming in his eyes, when he wiped them away. "We'll, yeah. Is that ok?" I asked. "You no, now that i think about it, I think we should just stick to studying." He said then looking back down at his sheet. "Ok..." I said confused.

(Zayns POV)

I didn't want to tell Zoë this but I like her. Like ALOT. But when she said she had a crush on that player Harry I almost stomped out of the room of anger and sadness. Harry used to bully me. But he stopped because I stood up to him. But if Zoë and Harry started dating...I don't no what I'd do. I'd die inside from being heart broken.

(Zoë's POV)

Zayn started looking really sad when I told him I liked Harry. Could Zayn like me? Wait, but I like Harry. I was thinking to my self about that whole situation, until my phone buzzed and I jumped. I looked at my phone to see who it was and it was Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn: I need to talk to you now. Can you come over?

I was going to answer but I needed to get my homework done first. Zayn was helping me on a problem, and then I dropped my pencil. I bent down to pick it up, but so did Zayn. Our hands touched and my heart stopped. We both looked at each other. I stared into his warm and mysterious dark brown eyes, and he stared into mine. He was going in for a kiss when... RRIINNGGG! RRIINNGGG! RRIIINNGGG! My phone started ringing. It was Harry.

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