Love Games

Tabloids

Chapter 2: Tabloids

I tiptoed through Zayn’s flat getting my stuff together. His flat was nothing compared to Harry and Lou’s but it was still pretty nice. I slipped my over the shoulder dress on, wrote my number on a piece of paper and a quick note.

Zayn,

Had fun last night! I have to go though and you looked to adorable to wake up. ;)

Xoxo,

Ave

p.s- call me.

The truth was, I didn’t wake Zayn up because of all the guilt I felt. I couldn’t even come to terms thinking about what Zayn and I did. The look on Harry’s eyes last night when he saw me leaving with Zayn kept replaying in my head, making me shutter. I shut the door to the flat quietly and popped my phone out. “Kami? Hey can you pick me up from the boy’s flats?” I whispered into the phone. Of course she wanted to know all the details about Zayn and I. In her eyes, our plan was working perfectly. In my eyes, my heart was breaking.

“So what did you all do?” Harry’s brisk voice came booming from behind me. I turned around. He held 5 drinks from Starbucks, obviously for the boys. I could automatically tell which one was his, because it had extra whip cream. I hate how I remember the most menial stuff about him like his lucky shirt, his favorite color, favorite restaurant, how he hates when I leave the seat down, the name of his first pet, I remember everything about him.

“Why does it matter to you?” I said trying to be strong but failing. My head hurt, my feet were cold because I couldn’t find my heels in Zayn’s flat, and above the obvious the love of my life was standing right in front of me and I couldn’t do anything about it.

“Well, I don’t know. But I don’t like my best friends fucking whores.” Harry replied quickly. Tears started to well up in my eyes. I made an attempt to stay strong but I could feel the salty substance slipping down my face. Harry had a look of regret mixed with pleasure on his face. I didn’t want to embarrass myself anymore so I turned and started walking to Kami’s car that just arrived. I reached the end of the driveway to their flats and turned to look at Harry. He was just standing there with a blank look on his face.

“What happened?” Kami asked as I got into the car. I couldn’t control my tears and was shaking uncontrollably. I lost Harry. He was gone. Any chance I had with him was gone. He thought I was a whore. I ignored Kami’s hundreds of questions. I couldn’t answer what just happened because honestly I was in shock to. Harry was my love, my life, everything. Kami finally stopped asking questions and drove me home. She helped my lifeless body up and walked me to my door. She guided me to my bedroom, replaced my dress with a pair of sweats and a shirt and laid me in bed.  As she was leaving the room I started telling her everything, she needed to know.

She held me as I told her everything that had happened. She shed a few tears herself, she hated seeing her best friend hurt like this. After I was done telling her everything, she just rubbed my back and told me to go to sleep. I followed her orders not realizing how incredibly tired I was. I couldn’t believe Harry had such an effect on my life.  I drifted off into a deep sleep.

I looked into his green eyes completely mesmerized. “Are you sure?” His seductive voice whispered making the hair on my neck rise. “Yes, I am ready.” I said while touching my lips against Harry’s. The kiss was filled with love and passion. His rough lips formed with my soft lips perfectly. I never felt this close to him before. Harry was amazing and I thought at that moment we would be together forever.

I woke up from my dream in sobs. The dream was me and Harry’s first time. It was on our 1 year anniversary last month. It was great, and was my first time. I regret it so much because not even 2 weeks later he broke my heart. The sadness I was feeling was replaced with rage. I gave something to Harry you can only give away once and he broke my heart into a million pieces. I got up, headed to the kitchen where Kami was sitting eating a chinese. Wow, I really slept the whole day?