Complicated

Chapter 4.

Btw,this chapter is a little longer.Just saying.xox-Bella.

~Martina's POV~

It feels nice finally holding someone's hand for once.But I just hope no one tells my dad,he would totally be super pissed and would hate Zayn.

Then I remembered about our date.How will I get picked up without my dad seeing Zayn?Most importantly how will I get home without seeing a furious father staring at me?

As we sit down and he greets his friends I'm still thinking of a plan.Maybe I can just say I met a friend like Louis and we're gonna go to the...Holy shit!I forgot I was supposed to sit with Louis today!!!

"Hi,I'm Harry!"I hear a voice snap me back I into reality.

As I look up I see a tall boy with curly brown hair and beautiful green eyes.He's wearing a plain black t-shirt and his jacket is pushed up so it doesn't cover his entire arms.

"H,hi.I'm Martina!"I say awkwardly shaking his hand still thinking about Louis.

"Martina,sounds really pretty.Just like you,"He compliments.Ugh,what's up with boys and always complimenting me,it gets annoying to be honest.

"Hey back off Styles,she's mine,"Zayn says wrapping his arms around me while my eyes grow wide and my cheeks blush a deep pink.

"N,no I'm not.Zayn,I have to go find my friend Louis."I stutter sounding stupid.I see as his face drops from his smile being as bright as the sun in my eyes,to his perfect face frowning making me feel bad.

"I'm sorry,"I apologise.

"No I understand.Hey isn't that him there,you know.With the glasses?"He asks pointing to a figure in the distance.

Sure enough,it's Louis.His face is disappointed as he fixes his glasses and walks away his head down.

I sigh,"Well,if I'm staying here...you might as well get me lunch."I say hoping to change the subject and get all their eyes off of me.

"Sure,my treat,"he laughs as he walks away to the cafeteria.

"None of you douches try to hit on her!"he adds and I giggle.

I still feel bad for Louis,I'll talk to him as we walk home together.That is,if we walk home together.

~ Harry's POV~

Damn,she's beautiful.

That's the first thing I think when I see her gorgeous face.Her black wavy hair is moving swiftly in the wind.

Swiftly,Swift.Taylor.God I miss her.

"Shut up Harry,she said you were a good for nothing jerk face." I scold myself.

But you are! My subconscious reminds me.

I keep on having a little debate with my subconscious in my head until Zayn waves his hand in front of my face.

"Hello,earth to Harry!!"He almost yells,which I hate.

"Hmm?"I look back up.

"I wanted to introduce you to someone ,"he introduces her proudly.Great,the beautiful girl in front of me is Zayn's fuck buddy.

I can tell she is thinking about something by the way she is staring at the floor and biting her lip.

"Hi,I'm Harry!"I greet flashing her back to reality.

H,hi I'm Martina."She says shyly still thinking about whatever she is thinking.

"Martina,sounds really pretty.Just like you,"I compliment seeing Zayn's face in the corner of my eye.Lets just say,if looks could kill.I would be dead with a knife in my chest.

"Back off Styles,she's mine,"Zayn smirks knowing how much jealousy I am feeling.

"N,no I'm not.Zayn,I have to go find my friend Louis."she stutters.

I now don't feel anger am jealousy towards Zayn but to this Louis kid.I hope he is a friend. Just a friend.

"No I understand.Hey isn't that him there.You know, with the glasses?"He asks pointing to a guy with glasses.He looks like a big loser/nerd.

Stop,stop it Harry.Stop being a dick.That's how you lost Taylor.I think to myself feeling like I might cry hearing her name again.

He looks at Martina,with a disappointed look on his face and walks away while adjusting his glasses.

I wonder if he's sad because they were supposed to be going on a date.I hope not for his sake.Or else either Zayn or me will beat him up.

Martina looks heart broken for what she has done to Louis.We all have nothing to say so we just stare at her while she's so close to crying.

"Well,if I'm staying here...you might as well get me lunch,"she says trying to change the subject.Zayn and I go along with it and laugh.

"Sure,my treat,"Zayn laughs.I wish I could've said that but I haven't got any money left since I'm getting paid this afternoon.

"None of you douches try to hit on her!"he adds.Ok,I feel like that one is directed on me.

I sigh and just continue a conversation about soccer with the other boys in Zayn's bad boy group.I don't like their piercings.Sure, I have a few tattoos here and there but not as much as these guys.Zayns lucky we are childhood friends,otherwise I never would've sat with him.But if I wasn't friends with him, I wouldn't have found the perfect distraction for Taylor.