You're My Kryptonite-- One Direction/ Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter 6: Situations.

I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN SO LONG. I've been busy, and I had a writer's block too. I tried to make this a bit longer so it would make up for my lack of updating. xx

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Chapter 6: Situations.

Anna's Point of View

"LOUIS!"

“The early bird gets the worm, Niall.”

“But... but that’s not fair!”

“Stop being so loud, Niall!”

“But you ate my cupcake! MY cupcake! Not your cupcake, MY cupcake!”

I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes while the boys in the other room continued their argument. I swung my legs over the side of the couch and stretched before standing up and making my way over to where the voices had come from.

“Liam! Make Louis buy me another cupcake!” The blond boy whined, oblivious to me entering the kitchen.

Louis’s eyes filled with disbelief and narrowed at the whining boy. “I had every right to eat that! You wore my striped shirt last week! It’s like payback!”

Liam’s humored face looked up and he met my gaze with an amused expression. “Look who’s up!”

“Hey..” I replied awkwardly. I threw him a small smile and sat in an empty chair next to him. Liam opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, but before he could, the four of us in the kitchen became silent as yelling emerged from the opposite side of the suite.

“Damn it, Harry! Get over yourself! She never cheated on you with me!”

“Right, Zayn. That’s why the night she bailed on me, you were mysteriously missing. We’re in New York! Who else do you know here?”

“Why can’t you just believe me?” I looked over at Liam, Niall and Louis with a questioning expression, and they returned it, showing me that they had no idea what was going on either. “I’ve told you before! I wasn’t with Donna that night!”

“Then where were you? If you insist that you’re telling the truth, why can’t you tell me where you were that night?” Harry’s volume increased with each word that left his mouth. “How am I supposed to believe you if you can’t even tell me where you were?”

Liam rubbed his forehead and he seemed to be debating whether or not he should go in and calm things down between the two.

“Why can’t you just believe me?” Zayn’s voice was pleading and desperate. “There are some things I just can’t tell you guys, but I swear to you, I wasn’t out with her. Why would I lie to you? When have I ever lied to you, Harry? I wouldn’t do something like that! Why can’t you comprehend that?”

“Just get out.”

Silence filled the suite before Zayn’s voice came about once more. This time, his voice was soft. Soft, yet strong at the same time. It was filled with anger, frustration, sadness, determination. “Okay, have it your way Harry. Continue being your stubborn self, being rude to everyone, being so full of yourself. But you and I both know that you’re wrong. I wasn’t with her. She didn’t cheat on you. Hell, you didn’t even ask her if anything happened! All you did was jump to conclusions and blame everyone around you! Is your ego that important to you? You can’t apologize to Donna for going off on her and breaking her heart over something that didn’t even happen? You have to be rude to people like Anna? She hasn’t even done anything to you! You can’t just assume things, Harry! Get over yourself! You were out of place when you accused me of doing something like that, when you yelled at Donna the way you did! Get over yourself, Harry. You’re pushing away the closest people to you.”