A Cinderella Story 1D Version

Cold-Hearted

Rosy's POV:

That look. The look Zayn gave me before he left the coffee shop, I've seen if before. I've seen it enough times to recognize it. Since the death of my parents I've seen that look every time I look into the mirror. Pain that's all there is. I've been able to hide it from everyone else simply by putting on a fake smile. Until today it felt as if I was the only person who put on a mask to hide the true feelings I had for almost 10 years. But Zayn without even trying showed me that he too was hiding his feelings from the world. Maybe he wasn't such a jerk after all. Maybe.

"Hey Rosaline, thanks for taking care of the costumers. I'll take it from here." Bella said while getting back to work.

I was helping Bella prepare orders when my phone vibrated. I had a text message from an unknown number.

Unknown:

Hey Rose I was thinking how about I take you out to eat during your lunch break ... So we can get to know each other

Harry x)

That's right, the whole Zayn look situation made me forget that I had given Harry my number.

I guess going out for lunch wouldn't be so bad. After all I really needed some fresh air.

Zayn's POV:

As we were walking back to the hotel I couldn't stop thinking about that look and those eyes. There was more to Rosaline than just that tough girl act she always put on.

I looked over to Harry who had a huge grin plastered on his face while holding a napkin.

"Harry what's on that napkin? I saw you writing something on it back at the coffee shop." I asked while walking inside the hotel.

"Oh well I asked Rose for her number but since I left my phone here at the hotel I wrote it down on the napkin." We had now entered the elevator and Harry seemed anxious to get to the suite. For some reason I didn't like the idea of Harry having Rose's number.

"Hey man you shouldn't get too close to this girl remember that we're only here for the party and once that's over we're out of here." He needed to stay away from her before he gets too close.

" I know Zayn, but what's wrong with just getting to know the girl?" He looked at me and I could tell this conversation was taking a wrong turn.

" Look mate I'm just saying. I don't want you to end up doing something stupid like falling in love with that twa-"

"Thanks for your advice but I can handle things on my own. Besides since when are you so carrying about anyone besides yourself." He cut me off his hands now in fists and when the elevator door opened he started walking towards the suite.

Before he opened the door to our room. He looked back at me and said one last thing before entering the room and closing the door behind him.

"Maybe falling in love with Rose wont be such a stupid thing, because I believe love is the only thing that can save me from turning into someone as cold-hearted as you"

Love. Could he be right. Could love even save me from who I've become. The cold-hearted Zayn.

But then again it's because of love that I've turned into someone I can't even recognize anymore.

Harry's POV:

I was sick and tired of Zayn trying to turn me into someone like him. Cold and with no feelings whatsoever. Everything that comes close to happiness Zayn finds a way to destroy. I don't want to be like that. I want to be true to myself.