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jealous

Zayn's POV

I walked into the club knowing I was late. I didn't hope Y/N was too mad at me. Damn it, why did you always make us stay so long Simon and then on a friday night. The music was deafening, or maybe it was just me. The lights flashed in different colors and people were dancing all over the floor.

Now where was she? I was just about to call, this place were pretty big, when I saw her standing in the bar. Wait what? I walked closer and realized that some guy was standing next to her. At first I thought it was just a coincident. That there was too many people standing at the bar, but then I realized that he was leaning closer to her when she told him something.

I stopped and just watched them as she leaned closer to him laughing at something he had said. I felt a feeling rushing through me and felt angry before realizing I it was jealousy. I mean I know I was a bit late, but she hadn't had to find another so quickly. Slow down now Zayn there just talking, it's no big deal. Right?

I walked over to her at the bar determined to get the story before I blew up. She kept laughing and I felt something break inside of me. "Hey Zayn!" She said as soon as she saw me. "Finally you're here!"

I gave her a quick kiss on the lips, just long enough to show him that she was my girlfriend and not his. As I was about to pull away her scent stopped me. She smelled wonderful. God why did she make it so hard to stay away from her? It took all my willpower to pull away. "I'm so sorry I'm late", I said giving her a smile before looking over at him.

"This your guy?" The guy asked suddenly looking not so pleased anymore. "Yeah I am", I said feeling suddenly a bit protective while taking her hand. She looked at me surprised before pushing my hand aside. The guy took a step closer leaning up at her. "What do you say to we get out of here, I don't mind him", he looked up at me with a smile thinking that I couldn't hear him.

"What about you fuck of", I said grabbing her hand again. "Zayn my drink!" She said annoyed trying to stop me as I pulled her away but I just kept walking until we were on the other side of the dance floor. "What the hell was that about Zayn?" Y/N asked putting both hands on her sides giving me a angry look.

God even when she was mad she was still incredible beautiful. "I didn't like the way he was all up in your face", I just said not knowing what else to answer. "You don't get to show up here late and then act like the jealous boyfriend!" "I wasn't jealous", I defended myself. "Oh", she said giving me a look saying that she saw right trough me.

"Okay maybe", I admitted. "We wasn't even doing anything other than talking!" "A guy don't act like that unless you give him some kind of signals", I defended myself. She looked at me surprised looking away for a moment before her eyes were on me now even more furious. "I can't believe you! So now it's my fault that guys want to talk to me? 'Cause no one would want to talk to me unless I seduced them?" She crossed the arms over her chest.

"I didn't say that", I said trying to grab her hand but she just turned her side to me. "We're at a club Zayn people get drunk, you should know that after all the time you spent here." "Hey!" I said angry. It wasn't fair attacking me like. She turned around to walk back to the bar and the guy who was watching us with a smile.

"Besides", she turned around after a few meters. "You talk with girls all the time, all day long and I never say a word!" She almost yelled clearly mad now. I immediately felt bad. She was right.

"I'm sorry", I said feeling awful. She just kept walking but I knew she had heard me. "Y/N!" I started running after her but she didn't react at all. "Y/N!" "What?" She turned around looking at me with an angry look in her eyes. After looking at me she eased up to annoyed. "What?" She asked again when I didn't answer right away.

I couldn't stop staring at her. She crossed the arms over her chest. "I'm sorry", I just answered not knowing what else to do or say. "I was a jerk." "Yeah you were", she answered still not smiling. "Don't push it", I smiled at her easing her up even more, and a second later she couldn't hold the mask any more and gave me one of her amazing smiles.

I took a step closer and leaned closer reaching for her lips but she stopped me with a hand on my chest. I looked up at her surprised seeing a devious look in her eyes. "Do you think you're forgiven yet?" She teased me lifting a eyebrow. I couldn't help but chuckle before pushing her hand aside leaning in the last few centimeters feeling her lips against mine.

"Does that mean I'm forgiven?" "Now who's pushing it?" She asked with a smile before pulling me closer again and I felt the intoxicated feeling of having her near that she always gave me. I loved her so much.