Me And My JJ

35

Anaya's P.O.V

I can't believe it. Is it really him? I mean, it can't be! What would he be doing here? I'm sat in a standard restaurant.

Unless, is it even a standard restaurant?

"Anaya?!" I hear Harris say as he snaps his fingers in front of my face
"Huh?" I ask as if I wasn't just drooling over how amazingly gorgeous this man stood in front of me is
"Meet Zayn" he smirks and hearing him saying his name just makes this even more real

Wait. Why is he smirking? He did this on purpose!

"H-hi" I manage to stutter
"So you're Anaya?" He asks and I nod
"I've heard so much about you, Harris talks about you non stop" he tells me

Okay normally I would be teasing Harris about this but Zayn Malik is standing right in front of me and he's talking to me.

ZAYN MALIK
ZAYN FREAKING MALIK!

"I know he can't get enough of me" I manage to say and Harris glares at me and I just shrug
"That was funny" Zayn laughs
Oh my God his laugh *heart eyes*

I smile smugly and Harris gives me a sarcastic smile
"You should listen to Zayn you know, he's quite clever" I say

Not to mention fit as fuck

"What?" Harris asks
"What?" I ask confused
"You just called me fit as fuck" Zayn smirks
"I said that out loud?" I ask and Zayn nods
"Oh my God" I say and cover my face because I'm as red as a stupid tomato

I hear Zayn chuckle,
"Well I have to go"

I look at him and he passes me a paper and walks away. I look at the paper and squeal
"What?" Harris asks
"He gave me his number!" I squeal
"How is that a big deal?" He asks confused but I don't know, I can't really read his expression

I scoff and he gives me a questioning look
"Have you seen his face?!" I say and then it's his turn to scoff
"Yeah I heard it's fit as fuck" he says imitating me
"Are you being serious?" I ask
"Yeah I'm being serious!" He bites back
"I have to go freshen up" I say pushing back my chair as I get up 

Harris's P.O.V

I watch her storm off and sigh. I bury my head in my hands. I want to scream. Loud. Why did I just say that?

I mean, no homo but Zayn is very good looking. Plus I know how much she likes him but I just didn't expect him to give his number to her. I know I'm being childish right now, but I can't just go and tell her I was wrong.

I've got too much of a big ego for that.

Anaya's P.O.V

I call Adam and he picks up straight away.
"Hey" he answers
"Uh we're done so can you come pick us up?" I ask
"Sure, no offence but why did you call me? Harris has my number" he says and my eyes widen

What the hell am I supposed to say now? We had an argument over Zayn Malik?

I can't tell him that
"Is there anything wrong with me ringing you? You're the one who gave me your number" I retort and he chuckles slightly

"Okay I'm on my way" he says
"Text me when you're here" I say before hanging up
Now I have to wait in the bathroom until he comes

Harris's P.O.V

It's been fifteen minutes. Is she actually still 'freshening up'?

I feel bad. I really do. I just don't know how to tell her that.

🕛

It's been half an hour and she's still not here. I'm just about to go up, walk into the ladies toilets and get her when I see her walk out.

"Adams here" she says in a monotone voice before walking out the door
I pay for the food and follow her out

I sit next to her in the car and she shuffles to the other side.
"How was the night then?" Adam asks

"It was great!" I say happily and she scoffs
I give her a look and she rolls her eyes. Really?

"What did you talk about then?" Adam says wriggling his eyebrows
"Can we just drive?" I ask frustratedly
"No actually, why don't you tell Adam what we talked about huh?" Anaya says and I sigh

"How about later?" I ask
"How about now?" She retorts
"There's nothing I have to say" I say simply

We can't do this in front of Adam.

"Well I have a lot to say" she fake smiles
"Ana-" she cuts me off

"Zayn came to the restaurant and we started talking, and I called zayn clever and then I thought I was just thinking this but I actually said it out loud. I called him fit as f-" Adam stops her

"Okay you know what? Your special night should stay private" he says and starts driving
"Well it didn't turn out so special so it don't have to stay private!" She says and I look at her and she ignores me

Wow. Really mature.

"Anyway" she carries on, "I called him fit as fuck and anyone with eyes can see that. Then when he said he had to go, he passed me a paper with his number on it and when I told Harris he started acting like a baby and he made a big deal out of it!"

"He gave you his number!" I butt in
"So what? It's not like we're together?!" She replies

"Well he's like ten years older than you" I point out
"Exactly! And he has actually girlfriend! We can be friends! Not everything between a boy and and girl has to be intimate!" She shouts
"Well I don't like how you were talking to him" I say

I feel the car stop but Anaya doesn't stop

"Well maybe you shouldn't have called him!" She screams

I see tears running down her face. I reach out to wipe them but she slaps my hand away. It hurts to see her like this and it hurts even more to know I'm the reason she's crying. She gets out the car and slams the door. I watch her run to her front door and disappear.

I hit my head on the back of the passenger seat.

What the fuck have I done?

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I'm so sorry xxxxxx