Just Friends

Chapter 29

His kiss made me feel so alive. It was almost like electricity running through me or as if I was going a million miles an hour down a street with a dead end. Especially tonight.

I have never been in love before so, I know nothing about what it feels like. But if this wasn't it, I don't know what else it could be.

We had fucked before. "Fucked" being Zayn's term that he used. He had only "made love" to me, as those hopeless romantics would say, the first time we had slept together. This time was unlike both of them.

It wasn't rough nor slow. It was erotic, passionate, and really fucking hot. We were tangled up in each other as we kissed and touched, dewed with sweat all over our bodies. My nails trailed down his back as he rolled his hips onto mine taking me up higher each time.

When we were done we laid together, my head on his chest, as the sun started to come up. Zayn an I were both exhausted from the nights events so sleep soon found us. We fell asleep intertwined and weirdly at peace.

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Our peaceful sleep was rudely awakened by somebody banging on our door. I groaned and rolled over to my side. The maid service was just annoying sometimes.

"Zayn, somebody is at the door." I grumbled.

"Mmm."

The knocking didn't subside.

"Zayn, go answer the door." I whispered.

"You. I'm sleeping." He said, pulling the covers over his head.

"I would but I'm kinda naked."

"So am I."

The knocking turned into loud booms, making Zayn finally roll out of bed in protest.

"I swear this better be important. I'm going to close the door just incase they have to come in and vacuum or something." He grumbled.

I watches a he pulled a pair of sweatpants over his naked body. They hung low on his waist, not leaving much to the imagination. He didn't bother to put on a shirt but I wasn't complaining. I could stare at his tattooed body all day if I could.

"Stop staring. I'll be back in a second." He smirked.

He closed his door and I laid back into the pillows on the plush bed, waiting.

"Zayn! Finally. Have you seen Megan?"

I shot up from where I was laying down once I heard the familiar voice.

"What do you mean?" Zayn asked.

"She left the party early I guess without telling me and now she's not in her room. The other girls haven't seen her either. I don't know if she made it back, mate." Niall said.

"Hold on, let me check my phone and see if I have any messages from her." I heard Zayn say. I was frozen in fear of him finding me in here. If he did, it was all over.

The door suddenly swung open and thankfully it was Zayn.

"Go hide in the bathroom." He mouthed. I obeyed instantly, throwing myself off the bed and dashing into the bathroom. I pulled the door closed and sat in the bathtub, just in case.

"Sorry bro I haven't seen or heard from her since the party."

"You were there? I didn't even see you."

"Yeah I popped in for a big then left."

"Oh okay. I'm sorry I barged in on you like this. I'm just so worried."

"I'm sure Meg is okay. She probably just forgot to tell people where she was going." My heart swelled when I heard his nickname for me.

"I hope so bro."

A silence fell over them for a few moments until Zayn finally spoke again.

"You really like her, don't you?"

"I really do. I think I'm starting to fall in love with her. I know it's so sudden but she's just so perfect and she makes me so happy. I probably sound stupid but I really do think I love her."

My heart sunk into my chest once he was finished talking. Love? Niall was in love with me?

Niall was in love with me. And I was hurting him.

"No bro, you're not stupid. I'm glad you're happy with her. Now, give it some time and I'm sure she will be back and safe. I'm going to go shower and talk to you later."

"Okay mate. Talk to you later."

I sat in silence for a few minuets and finally heard the door close as Niall left. Then, I heard the bathroom door open.

Zayn pulled back the shower curtain and found me sitting there, my knees hugged to my chest.

"He's gone."

"Okay." I stood up and went in to the bedroom to start getting dressed. I wanted to get out of this room and think about everything.

"I take it you heard everything." Zayn said quietly. I nodded, not wanting to meet his eyes or have my voice crack as I tried not to cry.

"He really likes you, Meg."

"I know." I whispered. I sat in defeat oh his bed and placed my head in my hands. Tears started to flow silently, dropping onto my palms.

"Hey, why are you crying?" I felt the bed dip next to me as Zayn sat down.

"I'm hurting him. I'm hurting him and he doesn't when know it. He doesn't deserve this!" I sobbed "He's so good to me and is everything I ever wanted in a guy. He doesn't deserve this."

"Then what are you going to do?"

I knew exactly what I had to do.

"I have to end this. I mean it this time. I can't do this anymore. Not to him and not to me. I'm sorry."

"But Megan I just- you know what? You're right."

I looked up from my hands placed my eyes on Zayn. He was turned away from me, his jaw clenched.

"Zayn I'm sorry I just-"

"It's time for you to leave." He said bluntly.

"But Zayn-"

"Get out!" He barked, getting up and holding the bedroom door open for me. I stood up slowly and walked out. I turned to say something else to him, only to have the door slammed in my face.

(Hope you guys liked this weeks update. It's kinda crap writing so I apologize. I had to kinda rush in order to update on time! Vote and comment it helps a lot:) -Jenny

(Ok so I guess this was really short because I got a million texts from my friends so I'll update again Friday:) btw please check out my other fanfic called Infected. I'm really proud of it so far!).