Bad Influence

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We just sat there, in silence. I was still waiting for Harry to say something, anything. "Angel, I'm sorry." He said. I looked at him. "The thing with her, it was just a one time thing. I could make up some stupid excuse, but she was a fan, and we started to talk and she was hot, and one thing led to another. But I swear, I never wanted this to happen, I never wanted you to get hurt. But you did the same to me, so we're both fucked." Harry said. I scoffed. "That doesn't make it okay Harry. This is just proof of why we should break up. I can't trust you after this. I'm not even sure this was the first time you've done anything like this. And I'm sure you can't trust me after what I did." I said. Tears threatened to come out, but I still wasn't going to cave in. I needed to get through this so I could go into my room, eat ice cream and listen to music. "Angel, please. We can figure this out." Harry said. I could see that he was on the verge of crying. I stood up and shook my head. "No. I can't. Not after what happened." I said. "So this is it? You're breaking up with me?" Harry asked. I nodded. "Yes, I am." I said and got ready to leave. Harry got up as well. "Are you going back to Liam, is that it?" He asked. I shook my head. "No, and you want to know why? What happened with Liam, was nothing. Yes, I used to be in love with him, and yes, some part of me is never getting over him. But I am hurt, and I need some time to get over the fact that someone I honestly thought I could trust, fucked some other girl. And I need to find out how to trust a guy again after that." I said before I pushed past Harry and walked out.

I didn't go back into the apartment, I didn't want to talk about it with anyone right now, so I decided to take a walk. I lit a cigarette as I walked. I really should stop, but I couldn't. The cigarette somehow helped, I knew it was bad for me, and my lungs, but I always felt so much better. "Hey, Little One, wait up!" A voice behind me yelled. I stopped and turned with a smile to meet Zayn. "Zaynie, to what do I owe this pleasure?" I asked. Zayn smiled and took the cigarette out of my hand. He took a blow before he handed it back to me. "I saw you ran out, I figured you needed someone to talk to." He said. I smiled. "You know me so well." I said. "Like I've said before. I can read people." Zayn said. "We broke up. Or I broke up with him." I said. "How are you feeling?" Zayn asked. "Right now, empty. I feel like all emotion has been drained out of me. Like I won't cry anymore tears, even if that's what I want most of all right now." I said. Zayn nodded and stopped by a bench. He sat down and patted the seat beside him. I sat down next to him. "I get it. My last girlfriend cheated on me with one of my best friends. I was angry, and then I felt numb for a while. But it'll get better, trust me I know." Zayn said. I sighed and leant my head on his shoulder. "What Harry did was stupid, and the worst thing anybody could do to anyone they care about, but what you did was not okay either." Zayn said. I nodded. "I know, I just feel so empty right now, I can't even feel guilty. But when I met his eyes and broke up with him, I almost wanted to take it back and figure it out." I said. "That sucks, but it'll get better. I mean look at you and Liam, you guys figured out how to be friends again." Zayn said. I smiled a little. "Yeah, maybe me and Harry could figure that out, when we both stop being hurt." I said. Zayn chuckled. "Being hurt isn't all that bad." He said. "I know, it's the emptiness you feel afterwards that is worse." I said.

We sat like that for what felt like hours. I had put out the cigarette after a while. "You know, I am sorry about Harry. I wish I had known." Zayn said. "It's not your fault that he is a bastard." I said. Zayn chuckled. "Am I ever going to forgive him?" I asked. "We can hope, but it's understandable if it takes time for you two to forgive each other." Zayn said. I smiled and looked up at him. "You're pretty smart Zayn, you know any girl that ends up with you is going to be lucky." I said. Zayn smiled. "Yeah, well, let me know if you know anybody." He said. I nodded. "I will." I told him before I get up. "Let's go home. I'm starving and I honestly really need a shower." I said. Zayn smiled. "After you, my lady." He said. I laughed. "I'm really glad you're my friend." I said. Zayn smiled. "I know, I'm awesome." He said before we started to walk. "So when are your friends coming?" Zayn asked. "In about two months, not until the end of summer." I said. "Well, I can't wait to meet them." He said. "I'm sure they are as excited as you. Especially Matt. He loves a good eye candy." I said with a wink. Zayn laughed. "Too bad I'm not gay right?" He said. "You know, it wouldn't have been fair if you were gay, because you're handsome, kind, sexy and literally one of the most perfect human beings to walk this earth, and if you were gay, all the girls would die." I said and Zayn laughed. "Thanks I guess." He said. I smiled. "Too bad you're not my type. Or else I would have been all over you." I said with a wink. Zayn smiled. "I'm way out of your league." He said. I scoffed. "Bitch please, I'm way out of your league." I said with a smirk.

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So it was my birthday yesterday, and I felt like giving you this part because I'm in such a good mood. Anyways, I'm going to London next week! That was my present, going to London! I can't fucking wait. I'm going to do so much. Go shopping, sightseeing, go to Madam Tussauds and best of all I'm going to Harry Potter Warnerbros Studio Tour! I'm honestly so excited. But yeah, here is a new part, and I will see you on Monday.

I hope you enjoy :)