Pause. Rewind. Play. (A Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 7: Art Studios

Quick authors note. when the song starts to play in the story, click on the video on the side ->

thanks loves <3 xx

Ari's P.O.V:

The paps got a few pictures of us kissing, so it's obvious now that Harry Styles is no longer a single man. Over the course of the next few days, it's all over the gossip channels, the blogs, and Twitter.

I've gotten thousands more followers on Twitter, along with loads of hate. Some take it into detail of how to kill me (some scary shit there), while others are simply "I don't like you, stop dating Harry". It has gotten to me a lot, especially when people insult me on how I look.

I've always tried not to let words get to me, but some things people say are harsh. I keep replaying one that explained every single flaw on my body, even flaws I didn't even know I have.

Harry's ward them off the best to his ability and reassures me none of the things they say is true. I don't think he knows for sure how the hate is really getting to me.

I don't let the positive messages people say slide by though. A lot say Harry and I are cute together, some are along the lines of "I'm not sure how I feel about you, but as long as Harry's happy so am I". I answer to as many as I can.

Everyone's practically swimming in pictures of us. We went out the day after the concert to a golf course. Golf is boring in my opinion, and I can't even play. I think it was just a set up for Harry to watch me screw up and wrap his arms around me to help me.

The next day he was busy at the studio, but that didn't stop me getting my picture taken multiple times while running errands. Seriously, can't paparazzi find new people to stalk? When I told Harry, he offered to send me a body guard, but I told him it was fine. He really does care a lot about me.

Then yesterday after a quick meet and greet, we all went rollerskating. Harry and I were gliding around the track at first, but then we got bored and started to race with Niall. It was a l lot of fun until Harry slipped and crashed into Zayn, who was skating smoothly with Haley.

Flashback

"Are you two alright?" Haley asks. Harry and Zayn are in a mess of limbs while everyone else skates around them like they aren't there. I'm trying to keep myself from laughing at the two. I grasp both of Harry's hands tightly in mine and try to pull him up. However, being heavier than me, makes me fall into the pile.

I can't help, but laugh along with the two boys. Above us, Haley is also trying to hold in her giggles. After our laughter dies down, I notice Zayn's face is centimeters away from mine. He licks his lips, looking at mine.

"Zayn!" At first I'm spooked Harry might've seen us. "Get your ass out of my face!"

End Of Flashback

I shake my head at the memory. That was way too close and I'm glad neither Harry nor Haley notice. Zayn and I haven't talked about the second kiss. I cringe at the word "second". I feel so guilty about it.  I feel like a whore for kissing Zayn while knowing Harry likes me and I like him. I feel guilty for not telling Harry, but he'll hate me if I do. Then there's Haley, who I've developed a slight friendship with.

Speaking of friends, I haven't talked to Tara, Sofie, or Megan since the call about the sound check. I saw them there. I decided to hide backstage to watch the boys with Haley, Danielle, and Eleanor. I've bonded nicely with the three women. They're really nice.

I have gotten texts and calls from them, but I haven't got the chance to answer them, yet. Then I realize I've been so sucked up with Harry Styles, I haven't even gone to the cave in a while. I should go to atleast check up. I quickly send a text to Harry.