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15 » Forgotten Feelings

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Zayn

"Haz? Can we talk?"

"What do you want now, Zayn?!" Harry snapped, looking at me with red eyes, new, fresh tears falling down his eyes.

I winced as I took in his appearance. He was curled into a ball on his bed, his hair messy and eyes red.

"Please, let me explain myself" I pleaded.

Harry glared at me for a moment before he looked down and sighed.

"Fine" he said.

I laid down beside him and took his hand in mine.

"Harry, I am so sorry for taking out my anger on you. It's just that I was in a bad mood and-"

"But this isn't a reason to hurt me, Zayn" Harry cut me off.

"I know. I know but please forgive me. I really want you to forgive me. I'd do anything for you to forgive me" I said, looking at him dead in the eyes.

"You really want me to forgive you?" Harry asked, his eyelids lowering before he quickly looked up. Did he just...glanced at my...lips? Oh god, I hope so.

"Of course Haz, I wouldn't have been begging for your forgiveness for the past 2 hours now, would I?"

Harry giggled at that and I can't help it when a small smile came over my face.

"Why were you in a bad mood though?" Harry asked after gaining his composure.

"I...uh a new girl joined today" I said after much hesitance "Her name is...Jane Austin"

Harry's eyes widened.

"And that's why you were in a bad mood?"

"Yeah..." I said.

"Oh god! You could've just told me that! I would have forgiven you rather than making you beg! Oh god! I feel so horrible! I-"

"Haz, Haz" I cut him off "It's ok, don't worry"

"Are you sure? I mean-"

"Yes Harry, now stop your rambling" I chuckled.

"Ok" Harry blushed, looking down.

"Uh Zayn..." Harry looked at me, a bit uncertain "I...Can I ask you something?"

"Sure" I said.

"Uh do you...Forget about it! It's stupid!" Harry looked down.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He had gotten me curious now.

"No, tell me" I persisted.

"You won't give up until I tell you, yeah?" Harry asked and I nodded.

"Fine" he sighed "Do you still have feelings for Jane?"

His question made me freeze. Do I? I mean, I still think Jane is pretty, beautiful even...but do I still love her?

"I am sorry!" Harry cried, maybe noticing my internal battle.

"No, it's ok. Don't worry" I said, getting up.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked.

"Just need a smoke"

"Zayn" Harry quickly grabbed my arm and looked at me with sad eyes "You're not mad at me, are you?"

"No" I shook my head and caressed his cheek "I just need time to clear my head. Don't think I am mad at you, Ok?"

"Ok" Harry mumbled quietly.

I patted the top of his head and gave him one last smile, before leaving the dorm.