"Ari? Ariiiiii?"
"Sorry." I shook my head to get the thoughts out of my head.
"What's wrong?" Zayn asked me.
"No, no, no." I objected.
"Don't change the subject." I warned.
"Well, it was worth a try."
I scoffed. "Now, tell me, what's up?"
"Um..well.." Zayn hesitated.
"Zayn." I warned again.
"Harry likes you!" He spit out. Loudly, I may add.
"Uhhh...okay?"
I didn't know how to react. I was never the girl who guys liked. At least I thought so. Being called names like fat and ugly really downs your confidence in guys thinking you're pretty. Much less having a crush on you.
"Ari, you don't understand."
"You're right, I don't." I agreed.
"What's wrong with Harry liking me?"
"Harry's known as the womanizer."
"And what does that have to do with me?"
"You're gonna get used."
"How?"
"When you guys start dating."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Who said anything about us dating?" I defended.
"Harry," He stated casually, but I noticed the hint of sadness in his voice. What I didn't understand was, why?
"And you." He finished.
"When did I say anything?" I questioned, confused.
"Never mind." He quickly said.
"You thought I was being serious, when I said I was going out with Harry?" I asked, surprised. Zayn always knew the difference between my sarcasm and seriousness.
"What? No." Zayn protested. (A/N: Sounds different when somebody else protests, huh?)
I laughed. I really couldn't believe it. After years and years of being friends, Zayn didn't know I was joking to get him to spill!!
"Shut up!!! I thought Harry had asked you when I was coming upstairs."
"Okay, fine. Sorry." I chuckled.
We heard a soft knock on the door and in came Harry.
'Greeaaaaatttt.' I thought.
"Zayn, would you mine letting me talk to Ari for a sec?" He asked.
My palms immediately started sweating.
"Yeah, sure mate. I'll just be downstairs." Zayn replied, shooting me a warning glare before leaving and shutting the door behind him.
"Harry," I began.
"What's up?"
"Yeah, I was, um, wondering if you, uh," He started talking nervously.
No guy had ever talked to me being nervous. No guy had ever talked to me period. Well, aside from Zayn, of course.
"Would you like to go out Saturday, and I don't know, do something." He chuckled.
I started laughing. This was the first time a guy asked me out on a date and I didn't know what to do.
I thought about it for a few seconds, remembering what Zayn had told me only a few minutes ago.
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