Chapter 21(drunk and stupid)

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"You look nice" Harry compliments and bites his full cherry lips, making me almost swoon.

I breath in before I gather myself together.

Remember silly, he is taken.

"Thank you. Now, if you came to apologize, do it quick. I have somewhere to be" I hiss and roll my eyes.

" I didn't come here to apologize" He grabs both of my wrist,making me whimper.

"Then why?" I attempt to jerk away but he's way too strong.

"I thought, maybe we could hang out as friends." He suddenly becomes intrested in his shoes and keeps looking at them, while still holding my wrist.

"We're not friends, Harry" I state, with a very serious tone.

As a brief silence passes by, I open my mouth again, "Nor we can be friends", it makes him raise his head, his curls bouncin

"You know why" I add.

"No, I don't know why. Enlighten me, please" He smiles suddenly, dimples forming at the corners of his mouth.

Is he playing stupid?

"Because you try to kiss me whenever we're close and-" I say, knowing there's no point in lying.

"I like kissing you, maybe I could kiss you now" He interrupts me and leans closer.

No,no,no. I've been messing with him too many times.

"WHY!" I scream.

"What?"

"Why do you want to kiss me...?" I say nervously.

"Because there's something in you-"

We both shut up as soon as we hear some steps coming our way.

"Well, well, well" We hear someone chanting behind us, and I want to run and hug that person, for interrupting us. Okay, maybe I wanted Harry to continue his talk. Shit.

"Fuck off, Zayn" Harry snaps at zayn and I gape.

"Actually I have a date with this pretty lady" He looks at me and winks.

Oh dear lord.

Harry turns to me "You what?" He raises his both thick eyebrows and questions me.

Here we go....

"It's not your problem, is it?" I roll my eyes. As much as I would want to just kick Zayn away and continue my conversation with Harry about kissing me and maybe just doing it afterwards, but I can't.

But I want to.

What is wrong with me?

"Yeah, Besides don't you have a girlfriend to fuck?" Zayn spits.

"Actually, I do" Harry snaps and shoots a glare at me and leaves us, Zayn and I, standing in shock.

I don't know what it was, but my heart. I really felt it shatter.

I stare at Harry as he goes into his car, not looking back. Not even once.

I knew it he's just playing with me, even though he has a girlfriend.

I'm so stupid for even wasting my time on him.

"Are you done staring? Shall we go?" Zayn utters and smirks.

"Um... Yeah" I force a smile and take ahold of his cold hand.

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"Mm... You like chinese?" Zayn chuckles.

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