A/N I know I dedicated most of my chapters to her, but she deserves it! She is amazing! Check out her stories. I love her. She is officially my WattPad best friend <3 c:
Anywhore, how does everyone like the story so far? I have had three people give me feedback. But, on the bright side, this story has 113 reads, five votes, and twenty comments. (Even if all of the votes and comments are from Angie, it still warms my heart and makes me smile like a monkey on speed. c: )
Ermahgurd.... ^deformed looking smiley face. #NewFavoriteEmoticon
So, enough of me being a loser.
Story time?
^^^^^^^^^
*Harry P.O.V.*
I sat on my bed, just staring at the ceiling, letting the tears stream down my face, (A/N see what I did there? c;) thinking of Lou and how much better El was for him than I was.
He wouldn't get anymore disgusted looks from random strangers, she also even looked better standing next to him than I did. They should be together. Louis and I being together is a weight pulling the band down. It wasn't fair to the other boys. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a sudden and sharp knock on my door, followed by Zayn turning the knob and just walking in.
"What was the point in even knocking?" I asked, my voice hoarse from holding back sobs.
"I considered manners. Then thought better." He said, crossing his arms, a rough, stern look taking over his usually soft and understanding features. "Now why are you so convinced that Lou is lying?"
"I know he isn't." I said quietly.
"What was that?" He asked, not hearing me. I guess I was too quiet.
"I said, I know he isn't. I'm fully aware he's not lying." I replied, louder this time, looking him directly in the eye.
"Then why are you arguing with him?"
"I don't want him to love me. I want him to love her. I want him to be with her." The tears started falling faster now, soaking my entire face.
"But Haz, why? You two were so happy just yesterday." He asked, his gaze softening in confusion.
"When I saw him with her. I realized something. It just clicked inside of me. They should be together. Not he and I. It was a mistake. I shouldn't have let him fall for me. I shouldn't have returned the feelings. He should still be with her. We get disgusted looks from complete strangers Zayn. They don't want us together. We lost fans. We could get those fans and gain more if Louis realized he really is straight and got back with her!" I said, pausing for breath. "It's perfect Zayn. Don't you see?" I asked him, silently begging for him to see my point. For him to agree. My subconsious however, had a different plan I realized as I fell off of my bed, breaking, the sobs escaping loudly, my body shaking violently as my heart told me that this was indeed not what I needed, nor wanted.
"Harry. That is the single dumbest plan I have ever heard." He said, irritated with my stupidity. I couldn't reply, only sob louder, my tears creating a puddle around my head on my plush carpet floor. I choked and coughed and sputtered.
"Z-Zayn." I managed. "I-I can't-." He obviously mistook my trying to tell him I couldn't breathe for me trying to tell him I couldn't give Louis up like that when he chuckled bitterly and sarcastically.
"I know you can't. It's pretty bloody obvious you love him."
"No. Z-Zayn." I croaked out, grabbing my throat, trying to signal to him that I couldn't catch my breath as I continued to choke and sputter, choking on my saliva.
"Are you ok- SHIT! NIA-" Was all I could catch before I passed out, severely lacking oxygen.
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&Zayn P.O.V.&
I climbed into the passenger seat of Niall's car after struggling to load Harry in and a failed attempt to calm the terrified Louis when I felt my phone vibrate, telling me I had a text.
Fr: Unknown
Msg: Hey prettyboy. x
Angie. I saved her number in my phone before texting her back.
To: Angie
Msg: Hey beautiful.x
"SERIOUSLY ZAYN? YOU'RE TEXTING WHILE HARRY IS DYING?" I heard Louis distressed yell from the backseat.
"I'm sorry, Lou." I said, then when I made sure he wasn't looking I shot a quick text to both Angie and Nialler.
To: Angie
Msg: Gta go. Emrgncy. Expln ltr.
To: NiallTheFlackingLeprechaun
Msg: He nds trnqlzr whn we gt 2 hsptl. Lol. Srsly tho, he nds smthn.
He waited until we were stopped at a redlight and Louis wasn't paying attention, so it was safe. He simply looked at me and nodded, showing my a finger, signalling he wanted to go with the first option and tranquilize Lou. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. This is going to be a long night. I thought, looking at the clock and realizing it was only 8:30.
Life is complicated.
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A/N Don't kill me!
*hides behind Zayn* Don't rat me out. I'll tell Angie on you!
Zayn: Okay...but Paul sees you...
Oh flack, not again!
Harry: Did she just say flack?
Yep! Bye *runs and hides in Josh's kick drum* *laughs silently*
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