This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

I'm just kiddin'

"Really Addy?! I'm changing?! You're the one calling me yelling because we "never hang out or talk" but that's not all my fault! Sure I have a boyfriend, but so do you!" I yelled, already feeling my blood boiling.

My best friend, or thought to be best friend was mad at me for dating Zayn and changing but little did Addy know she changed too while dating Eric. This wasn't all my fault, and I tried talking to her in class, and she just pushed me away.

"You have to changed Layla! Zayn he's, he's such a bad person and you're turning the same way. You skip volleyball practice half the time just to hang out with him, you're rude and disrespectful to almost all of your teachers. What's gotten into you?!" by this time she was screaming and crying.

"Don't you dare blame this on Zayn you bitch!" I quickly stopped myself after what I said. I didn't mean to call her that it just came out.

"Addy I'm so sorry it just came out I'm..."

"Save it Layla! This friendship has obviously been dead for a while. Goodbye"

You could hear the hurt in her voice and could tell she was clearly just as surprised as I was. I felt so bad. Had I changed? Sure I miss practice every once and a while. That didn't make me a bad person. Okay maybe I had a bit of an attitude towards my teachers, but they shouldn't be so stupid and ignorant! My jaw dropped. I had been changing. I had changed, a lot. I could feel the tears welt in my eyes as Zayn walked out into the living room, fresh out of the shower.

"Layla love what's wrong" he asked while wiping the tears off my cheeks.

"Addy and me, we had a fight. I've changed Zayn! She hates me and I called her a bitch and I hate myself and who I'm becoming!" now the tears streaming quicker, the words making no sense as they came out, And I now had the hiccups from crying so much.

"Love you haven't changed one bit. I promise. Did you ever think Addy was the one who changed, and is just blaming you?"

Oh my god. That backstabbing, heartless bitch! She was making me feel like shit, when it was her. She'd stopped all the communication, all the get togethers, all of it. She changed. And suddenly I loved myself for feeling this way. For feeling so me, so alive, young, wild, just me. I gave Zayn a devilish grin and nodded before burying my face in his bare chest, him just smiling.

"Layla I think your perfect just the way you are."

And so do I Zayn, so do I.

The next morning I woke up in Zayns' bed, to find him gone. I strolled into the kitchen, where still he wasn't there. A note on the counter is all there was.

'Went to get some milk. Be back in a bit xx'

Odd. There was almost a full gallon in the fridge. I didn't overthink it, instead I just got dressed and watched some television. It was almost and hour after I woke up an Zayn was just getting home.

"Sorry the supermarket was pretty busy." He said almost seeming nervous.

"Its okay. Don't you have milk though?"

"Its gone bad" he snapped.

What's gotten into him? Was he just tired? Probably. After putting the milk in the fridge he came and sat by me, pulling me closer to him. Something wasn't right though. He smelled almost like perfume, very sweet almost sickening sweet perfume.

"Why do you smell like perfume?" I asked a bit angry.

He quickly looked down and shook his head grinning.

"Just ran into that girl from the party, she kissed me and I pushed her off, but you know how girls are. They always want a bit more. " He said popping his gum between words.

"Zayn did you cheat on me?" The words burning my tongue as they came out.

"It shouldn't matter. After all, we aren't anything serious right?"

My heart dropped as I sat there in shock. Didn't he like me? He liked me. I was there for him. I met his parents. He could tell I was angry, so quickly he chuckled and said

"I'm just kiddin' love. Of course I didn't cheat, she asked if I wanted to go to her place and I pushed her off, and told her I had a girlfriend who I cared very much about. You're too important to loose over someone like her. She just kissed me, I did nothing but push her off and tell her the deal. I love you"

"I love..." I cut myself off and looked at Zayn who seemed to be waiting for a response.

"Okay" i finally managed to say.

He said he loved me and that he didn't cheat. But in all reality I didn't believe him. Not one bit.

After all this I decided it was time to go back to my house for a little. I couldn't tell if Zayn was really into me or not. He said he loved me. That's all I thought about. He maybe possibly actually loved me. That thought made my head spin. Did I love him to? Maybe. He kissed my lips before I got in my car, and with that I left. It was still fairly early in the afternoon which was good since I had school tomorrow.

AN!!!

Two events in one chapter wut wut!!? So what do you guys think? Did he cheat? Does Zayn really love her? Comment what you think!

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