Friendzone (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 25: Messed up

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I currently waiting for Zayn to answered the phone from the other line as it rings. I just hope he wasn't busy today so that he can help me to carry Harry since he's too heavy. And besides, I don't think I can handle this situation on my own. I need someone's comfort, and I think Zayn is the only one who can help me right now. Harry's still lying unconscious on the floor, making me panic as I listened on the ring in my phone. I can't believe Brad just did that. I'm not sure if we were officially over, but I just wish we weren't. Brad became part of me, and I don't want to lose him. As much as I still love Harry, I would still choose him. I sigh in relief when I heard Zayn's voice after the fourth ring.
"Heather?"
"Zayn!" I cried. "Please help me! I need you here! Harry's lying and he's unconscious, and-"
"Woah! Slow down. I'm on my way. Text me where were you." I am thankful, he's my friend. He's such a nice person.
"Okay." My voice croaked as I spoke. "Okay. Be here as fast as you can."
"Alright I'm on my way. Just calm down okay?" I nodded even though he can't see me.
"Okay." With that we hung up. I pace back and forth as I waited for Zayn. Some people are looking at me and Harry as they walk past us. 15 minutes later, a red truck stop in front of us, and soon Zayn get out of the car. I didn't hesitated to run over to him and threw my arms around his torso. I sob through his shirt.
"Shhh." He cooed, as he run his fingers through my hair while the other hand rubbing circles on my back. "What happened?" He pulled away from the comforting hug, and look at me with soften hazel eyes.
"B-brad... He-" I hiccup. "I think he broke up with me." By this time, more and more tears spill out of my eyes.
"Hey. Hey. It's okay." He hugged me again. I knew he's just telling me that it's okay to comfort me, but it didn't help as I cried harder onto his shirt.
"Just tell me what happen if you're ready okay?" He said and tilted my chin to meet up his gaze. I nodded and wipe my tears under my eyes.
"Just wait for me in my car, and I'll carry Harry." And with that,I did what he says. I take a sit on the passenger seat as I waited Zayn to carry Harry onto his car.  Soon he set Harry on the back seat before he take a sit on the driver's seat. We drove in silence with my whimpers being heard inside the car. Zayn holds my hand for comfort and it makes me calm down. Once we reach the drive way of my house, Zayn instructed me to wait for him in my room while he carry Harry in to his house, but I refused.
"Just put Harry in my room. No one will take care of him in his house." I don't know why I still care for Harry after what happened earlier because it was partly his fault since he kissed me. But I understand his drunken state and he's still my best friend no matter what. Thankfully, Zayn nodded and did what I said without another word.
I run upstairs in my room and quickly change into more comfortable clothes before Zayn barge in. He lay Harry on my bed once he approached my room, while I sit on my bean bag and watch him take care of the unconscious boy.
"I'm just going downstairs to get some warm water. I'll be back in a minute." He informed me, making me nod and he disappear afterwards. I took a sit on the edge of my bed and observe Harry's feature. He had bruise forming on his left eye, making me let out a tears, remembering Brad did that. Brad. Are we over? Did he already dump me? Is he ever going to forgive me? Just thinking about his words earlier, already make my heart ache.
"Are you doing this behind my back? Are you fucking him when I was out of town?!"
I cover my ears even though I only heard him in my mind. I'm going to be insane if I think so much about it. Just think of something positive. My thoughts interrupted by the door creaked open and Zayn step in with ice bag and glass of water.
"Here. It might help you." He handed me the glass of water and I thank him immediately. He put the ice bag on Harry's bruised eye, and take a sit next to me. I gulp down the water and set it on the nightstand once I swallowed all the liquid in the glass.

"Are you ready to tell me what happen?" When I look at Zayn, concern plastered on his face, as he take a hold my hand for reassurance.
"You don't have to if you don't want to." He added, but I just shook my head, and swallow the lump in my throat before I speak.
"W-when I was walking..." I told him everything that happened earlier. Starting from when Harry kissed me, which made him tense and tighten his grip on my hand. Then the part when suddenly Brad came out of nowhere and knocked Harry down, and repeat all the distasteful words that Brad spit on me, before I broke down in tears. He snake his arm around my shoulder and engulf me in a hug.
"I don't even know if he already broke up with me. But I'm sure he did. I'm such a horrible girl friend! I despite Angel's cheating Harry but I did the same to him."
"Woah. Hold on there, what?" He asked and pulled away from the hug. I forgot I didn't tell anyone about Angel.
"I discovered she was cheating with Justin in their house when I was looking at Nathalie for comfort because I just discovered that Harry had a feeling for me when I saw him talking to you." And that made his eyes widen. Mine too. I didn't even register the words in my mind before it comes out to my mouth.
"What? So you knew this whole time?" He asked in disbelief, making me look down. I don't know why I feel shame for nothing.
"You didn't tell Harry about Angel, did you?" I shook my head in response, too tired to form a word.
I heard Zayn sighs. "Heather, I think it's about time for you to confess your feelings to Harry."
"Yeah, I know but what about Brad?"
"Forget about Brad. He already broke up with you remember."
"No Zayn. Not yet. I'm not going to do that until Brad make it officially over."
"Heather, you're the one who's making this difficult!" Frustration laced in his voice.
"You just figured out that your best friend had the same feelings for you, and his girl friend doing something horrid behind his back but you're still  hoping for Brad to come back for you. Harry's been stabbing by that slut behind and think about it if you were in his shoe. Think about it when Brad was the one who's doing it to you. You don't have to make it complicated, just tell him and he won't reject you"
"I-... I don't know Zayn. I think I need more time?" I questioned more than a statement.
"You know at first, I thought you were just being played by the game Friendzone. But now I realize you're the one who's playing along with it. Don't be stupid Heather, you know what's right and you should do it." 

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I know Heather's kinda stupid but hey, thumbs up for Zayn! I dedicated this for my friend who's unfortunately doesn't have a wattpad account. But I'll let him read this soon, so yeah! He's a good adviser!
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