Caleb had dropped me home after the party and I walked straight up to my apartment. "Caleb!" I screamed as he hoisted my up and lifted me off my feet. "Let me down goof!" it was probably passed twelve when we were in the hallway.
He set me down on my feet and started laughing. "Who says the word 'goof'?"
He said trying to keep his balance while laughing. "I do!" I said crossing my arms over my chest and snapping my head to the right. "My girl is mad at me now." There it was again his girl.
He swept his hand over my cheek and I started laughing. "Come here. " I said as I grabbed the collars of his dress shirt. I pulled him in and our lips connected instantly.
Zayns POV
I followed Harry to his apartment along with Niall, Liam and Louis we were all drinking beers and laughing when Harry heard Stacey's voice so he told us he would call her in and we can talk and shit. Before Harry left his eyes were cheery and cheeky but when he came back after opening the door they were dull no more cheeriness no more cheeky lad. The others didn't notice but I was best mates with this lad for five years. "Vas happenin' mate?"I asked as Harry took his seat. The boys looked carefully and I could see that they saw it too. "It's nothing." He said grabbing his beer and sipping it. "You have to tell us Harry we've known each other since high school." Niall said opening his 8th bottle. "It's her." "Who Stacey?" Niall asked gulping down the bottle. Harry nods his head and proceeds. "She just has this affect on me and whenever I look at her I feel the pain she went through and still goes through. "
"But it's not like you love her cause you have a fiancée, remember Taylor." Taylor? fiancée? Harry engaged? I never thought that Harry would get married and the fact that he never told me got me a little pissed. I looked at Harry as Taylor's name was said and the way his eyes widened and his lips parted a bit. "Oh shit!" he said as he panicked to find something. He dug his hand into his pocket and quickly typed a number in and put it to his ear. "Fuck fuck, fuck, fuck, I haven't called Taylor for 2 months. " Harry said. The boys started laughing "hey baby." harry had a nervous tone and was sweating cause he kept wiping his hands on his jeans. We all could hear yelling through the phone. " I'm sorry baby I promise I'll call everyday."
What I don't get is that the way he feels about Stacey is different from the way he speaks to Taylor.
The way he speaks to Taylor is like he's frightened of her he doesn't want her but can't leave her but on the other hand the way he feels the guilt for Stacey goes deep he talks about feeling guilty but he leads it to explaining her body her personality her features it's different he has Taylor but really he wants Stacey.
"Hey Zayn what wrong?" I looked over to Louis who was popping a few skittles in his mouth.
Stacey's POV
I said bye to Caleb and I heard Niall's voice from Harry's apartment. So I decided to knock on Harry's door. The door opened and Harry stood at the door with a phone attached to his ear. "Can I come in?" I mouthed harry nodded and I brushed past him I was surprised that all the boys were here I looked over at the kitchen to see Dylan and Gracie making food.
"Hey Stace!" Gracie screamed as se rushed towards me and almost tackled me to the ground. she let me go and I walked over to the boys and sat next to Zayn. "No no babe just listen I'm really busy right now and I don't know if I can get a month off work. I know we have the date fixed for next month but baby we need to change the date cause I can't work with next month. "
Harry was talking to a girl cause I could hear a woman's voice through the line, she was yelling at him. "Okay okay I'll try.......... and yes I have the ring I'll book the hall and see if we can have the church that day.
A church? a hall? the ring? what was he talking about who was this girl, why didn't he tell me anything, I slept with him in his bed alone. So many things rushed to my mind. "Dude your 23 and you getting hitched like bruh' I feel bad for you, such a young age. " I've lived long enough in America to know the what the meaning of hitched. He's getting married, I felt happy for him but my heart sunk when Dylan spoke those words. "Pasta!!!!!" Niall said in his fake manly voice, he rubbed his hands together and got ready for the food. "Dylan go grab the other stuff." Gracie yelled as she set the pasta on the table. Louis cleared the table of the beer bottles and skittle wrappers.
