Just Friends

Chapter 25

"Dinner?"
"Yeah! A double date actually." Niall said.
He had called me on the phone, thankfully not managing to wake up the girls.
"Oh. With who?" I asked, absentmindedly picking at my nail polish.
"Zayn and his girlfriend Perrie. You've heard of her right?"
I froze in my seat, replaying his words in my head over and over again. Perrie? Perrie is coming?

"Megan? You still there?"
"Um, yeah. I-I don't know. I'm sure Perrie and Zayn want some... Alone time." There was more acid in my answer than there should have been.
"Perrie was the one who wanted to have dinner with us actually."
I sat up slightly more in my seat, more interested.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I guess she wanted to meet you since she has heard a ton about us in the press."

Us.
What exactly are we?

"Well I guess it's fine then. What time is dinner?"

So I know how much time I have to try and look hotter than her.

"We get to the hotel in about fifteen minuets and then Zayn has to pick her up at the airport so I would say about 7:00." I had about three hours.

"Okay sounds good."
"See ya then. Bye babe." He said, hanging up. I smiled slightly. I guess we were on the "babe" level now.

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"Megan, not to rush you but you have ten minuets." Fuck.

I had been curling my hair, doing my makeup, and deciding on clothes for the past few hours. I was almost perfect now.
My lashes were curled and covered in layers on mascara, eyes smokey and smuggled with black liner, lips painted red, and cheekbones highlighted in blush.
My hair was freshly washed and curled, cascading down my back in perfect blonde waves.
I had a short black dress picked out that had sleeves that fell off my shoulders, a diamond bracelet, and sky high red bottom stilettos.

"Okay! I'm ready." I said, walking out into mine and the girls shared hotel room. "How do I look?"
They turned to look at me, both of their jaws dropping. Their reaction was more than satisfying.
"Holy fuck. You clean up good." Alex said.
"You look like a model! Niall is going to go crazy."

And so is Zayn.

"I hope so." Right on cue, there was a knock on our door. I hurried as fast as I could in my heels to the door, my shoes clicking on the tile.
I had the satisfaction of once again making somebody's jaw drop at my appearance when I opened the door for Niall. His eyes skimmed over me a few times before speaking.

"You look freaking beautiful. Are you ready to go? Zayn and Perrie are already on their way."
"Thank you. And yes, let's go babe." I said, taking his hand in mine. I was feeling bold tonight.

I waved goodbye to the girls and followed Niall out to our car, hand in hand. We were of course met my paparazzi and for once I wasn't nervous or worried about them. I looked good and I had a great guy on my arm. I had a good feeling about tonight.

When we arrived at the restaurant, there was a swarm of paparazzi around the restaurant's entrance. Cameras flashed and people shouted in order to catch a glimpse of Zayn and Perrie who were already inside. Our security guard had to push his way through the swarm just to get us through the door.
"There they are!" Niall pulled me along. My eyes found Zayn in an instant. Oh my, did he look good.
Then, I saw her. She had on a blue dress and black heels, her blonde hair (the same color as mine I might add) was tied up in a high ponytail, and her makeup was flawless. She was flawless.
"Hi Niall! So good to see you again." Her voice was light and thick with an odd accent.
"And you must be Megan!" She was almost beaming as she looked at me. "I've heard and read so much about you."
She giggled and then leaned in for a hug which I awkwardly complied to.
"It's lovely to meet you. Zayn has told me a bunch about you."

He did before he proceeded to sleep with me.

"He has, has he? Well I hope it's all good things." She said, earning a wink from him. My stomach turned.
"Okay, enough chit chat. Let's get some food. I'm starving." Zayn said, speaking for the first time, pulling Perrie over to a table in the back.

The group of us talked for hours. Laughing and giggling the whole time as we shared stories about each other. Perrie of course, was lovely. Beautiful, sweet, and not one mean bone in her body. There was no way I could hate her.

It was almost annoying.

You could tell how fond she was of Zayn. The way she looked at him with such admiration and love was heartwarming. It almost made me sick knowing I was secretly ruining her sliver of happiness.
I had to end it. And I had to end it now.

"I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." I announced, quickly snatching my purse and trotting off to the restroom.
I fished my phone out of my bad and typed out the message to Zayn. There was no way I would be able to do this in person.

'I can't do this thing anymore. I'm sorry. -Megan'

I hit send and took a deep breath. Tears threatened to spill over. Thankfully the bathroom was empty. I quickly blotted them and took a deep breath. It only made it worse. I put my hands on either side of the sink and hung my head over it, making sure my tears didn't mess up my makeup and give me away.

I slightly heard the bathroom door open and close behind me. I tried to compose myself, hoping they wouldn't notice me crumbling. I glanced up into the mirror and caught a glimpse at myself. My eyes were red and glistening from my tears and my eyeliner was slightly smudged.
A movement I saw behind me in the mirror caught my eye. A figure with dark messy hair in a leather jacket stood behind me. Zayn.

"Wha-"
"Why? Why do you want to stop this?" He asked.
I took a deep breath and turned around to face him. His eyes were tight and his jaw was clenched.
"I just saw you and her and I-"
"Have you been crying?" He said suddenly, cutting me off. I didn't speak, almost embarrassed.
"Why are you crying?" He started to panic slightly, quickly moving to my side and wiping a stray tear from my cheek.

"I don't even know." I honestly didn't. Or at least I didn't want to come to terms with why I was. It had become very apparent to me that I liked Zayn more than I should. I just didn't want to accept it.
"Please, stop crying. I-I don't want to see you cry. I don't like it." He grabbed my waist and pulled me in to a tight hug and held me. It was so unexpected and so unlike him.
"Megan, please keep the agreement." He said, ruining the moment.
I took a deep breath and pulled away from our embrace.
"I don't know Zayn. I-"
He cut my off, pressing his lips to mine. I could feel the urgency in the kiss and the want. It was overwhelming. And that's when I knew I couldn't stay away from this boy.

I was falling for him.

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