Same Mistakes -Zayn Malik-

Scream

"What the fuck Zayn! I can't fucking believe this!" I screamed. I ran my hand though my hair.

"What?" He asked turning around.

"You fucked someone!" I yelled.

"Wait what?" he asked softly.

"Don't act innocent." I said staring him in the eyes.

"How, how did you know?" Zayn said getting closer.

"You have scratch marks down your goddamn back and your hair." I turned around. There was a shuffle.

"No don't leave." He said grabbing my shoulder. I turned sharply, making his hand fall. He had a shirt back on and his hair was tamed.

"Don't touch me." I growled.

"You yell at me for fucking someone when you were most likely doing the same!" he yelled.

"I said that I wouldn't do that! I went to Ami's!" I yelled back. Zayn was silent.

"You texted him." he said.

"Yeah I did. You know that I'm also going to his now." I said getting away.

"You said you wouldn't!" He yelled.

"Well you said you wouldn't fucking cheat on me again!" I said exaturating the again. I slammed the door in his face. I know what he as done, yet I feel a pang of guilt hit me when I slam the door. I go to the stairs and run down them. I can't wait for an elevator. Anger pulses through me.

I can't believe this. How can he do this to me again? all we have been through and nothing is fine.

-

I laid there next to Samantha, my friend. She has been there for me through everything, even the first time.

"You know the worst part?" I asked her. She turned to me. "I still love him."

"How can you?" she asked. Her red hair was in a pixie cut.

"I love him so much and I feel so angry at him, yet Zayn is my soulmate," I said. It makes no sense to anyone except me. It barely makes sense to me.