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Preference: He's Your Best Friend And He Realizes He Loves You 2/5

Zayn: "Boys, do you see that girl over there?" Zayn asked, Louis, Harry, Niall, and Liam. They all nodded there heads. Zayn smirked. "I think I love her!" He admitted. "Zayn, buddy you don't even know her!" Liam pointed out. "Yeah..." Niall agreed. The rest of the boys joined in. "It doesn't matter!" Zayn said. "At least I call dibs on her." Zayn loosened up a bit. The boys shrugged and continued there drinks. Zayn didn't seem to care though, he was watching you the whole night. "Alright, you are going to talk to her!" Harry pushed Zayn out. "What no!" Zayn whined. "C'mon you're Zayn Malik! You can do it!" Louis pushed him on. Zayn had no choice because of the boys. He groaned, and started to walk over to you. He tried to talk to himself inside his head. You can do this! She's just a girl. Don't mess this up, Zayn! Here we go! He was about to pat your shoulder, until a man took you to the dance floor. Zayn was shocked, he looked back at the boys, and put on a sad face. They put gave him a sympathetic face, and motioned him back. Zayn trudged, sadly, walking back. "Must be her boyfriend..." Zayn frowned. "Hold this..." Harry said to Liam. Liam held Harry's drink, as Harry walked over to you. Zayn stared wide eyed. "Zayn, calm down, act cool." Niall said, quickly. Zayn relaxed and started to look at your way. Harry was talking to you. "Hi, I'm Harry, if you don't mind.." Harry said to the guy, he the walked off. You want to dance with me?" You asked, the curly haired boy. "Actually he does.." Harry said, pointing to a black haired boy. "Go talk to him, he likes you." Harry chuckled. You smiled at the boy, and walked over to him. "Hi I'm Y/N.." You put your hand out. "I'm Zayn..." He shook you hand. You both smiled at each other. You both knew this could be a good start to a new friendship, and maybe something a little more. Things were hard at the time. But you never know, just maybe...

Harry: "It's pretty bad out there!" You pointed out, while it was raining hard. "Yeah... Let's go outside!" He offered. "Harry, are you crazy!?" You screeched. "C'mon, Y/N it will be fun!" He begged  you. I don't want to get all wet!" You tried to find another reason. "Fine, if you won't go out there, then I will make you go out there!" He chuckled. You immediately started to run away. Harry being fast, caught you quickly. You squealed loudly as he put you over his shoulder. "Harry put me down!" You begged him. "Nope!" He denied, and opened the door. The sound of the rain picked up. He walked you both outside, now starting to get wet. You groaned, wishing you were inside, warm and cozy. Harry put you down, leaning your body against the house. He laughed at your reaction to the thunder. "Well..." He wanted to know your thoughts. You rolled your eyes at him, you weren't going to say anything. "Am I going to have to make you do something again." He asked smirking, also showing off his dimples. You crossed your arms. "Okay..." He chuckled. You were very surprised of what he did next. He brought his lips on yours. You kissed back and ran your hands through his curly hair. He groaned, liking what you were doing. You were kissing for about five minutes, under the rain, until he backed out.  You were about to return the favor and said you liked it out here, but he already beat you to it. "I'm so sorry..." He frowned. "It's ok-" He didn't let you finish. "Y/N I was going to tell you I have a girlfriend. You stood there in shock, not moving an inch. "What?" You managed out, not believing what he just said. "I-I was going to tell you.. I-I just got a little d-distracted." He explained, obviously feeling bad. He got you worked up for nothing. And to think you actually didn't want to be anywhere except with him, here. You thought he maybe liked you. He has a girlfriend now. "I'm so sorry Y/N!" Harry whined. A tear slipped down your cheek, joining the rain that was also on your face. Harry must've noticed though. "Don't cry, please.." He didn't know what to do, so he followed his first instinct. He ran away, he ran away from his problem. He ran to his car and started it, then drove off. He left you out in the rain, alone, crying, no hope of telling him you love him. He hurt you bad. You knew you didn't want to go outside...