The Boy Next Door

Is It Over Yet?

SO. This is the chapter for the big date! And I guess you know, from the title, it won't go very well! You guessed right kiddos! Read on to find out what happens next! Would you like some more drama? Leave it in the comments! :) xx

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Zayn took me to this really nice little cafe next to a magazine shop. The cafe was really cute. We chatted and were having a fun time.

"So we got detention! It was actually really funny... after we got out of prison..."

"Bella! You were in prison?!"

"Oh, haha. NO. Me and Jess were grounded."

"Ya, well, I wish I was there to see his face when you guys did that-"

Zayn stopped suddenly, as if sensing me tensing up. I bristled.

In almost a daze, I stood up slowly, still staring at it. IT. 

Zayn looked confused, and twisted in his seat. His gaze followed mine. His face contorted in what looked like pain. He put a hand on my shoulder, but I shook it off. How could he think I still trusted him?!

"25 Things You Don't Know About One Direction!"

"Exclusive on Their Families!"

"Which One Direction Member is YOUR Soulmate?"

"How They Came To Be the Hottest New Boyband!"

The name of the magazine? "People Edition Exclusive: One Direction"

Still in my little daze, I walked over to the magazine. Zayn, cursing under his breath, followed me.

I flipped open the magazine, and went to the photos, still trying to refuse the fact that Harry had left out half of his life. It could have been an accident, but then trying to keep me from finding out. He was ridicoulous. I was literally shaking in anger right now. Zayn caught up to me, and tried to put his hand back on my shoulder.

It didn't fit like Harry's did. Our hands went perfectly together. But I couldn't be in love with Harry, on a date with Zayn, and mad at both of them! And about the date; it was coming to a close. You have to tell people these things. How could I trust them again?

I pushed his hand away, harder this time. He looked at me, opening his mouth to say something.

I held up a hand. "Save it." And then I walked away. I dialed Jess, and told her to go to my house ASAP. She agreed, sounding worried. Did I really sound that angry?

Zayns POV:

My phone beeped, I had a text. It was from Harry.

'I'm sorry zayn i guess i overreacted have fun on ur date ;)

Bellas POV:

I snuck through the back into my house so the boys couldn't see me. Though they had probably heard from Zayn by now, I didn't want to see them. Screw them. My doorbell rang, and I peaked through my window to see who it was. It was Jess. 

I soundlessly opened the door, and she came in. 

"Whats wrong babe? I brought cookies!"

I smiled. "And this is why I love you."

"Seriously though, what's wrong?"

"FIne. But don't judge. So you know how my neighbor has become my super bestie when I had to leave you? Don't worry, youre still my mega bestie, but ANYWAY. So he never told me he was in a band. Ever heard of One Direction?"

She covered her mouth with her hand, shaking her head slowly. "No. I know I don't know him, but he doesn't seem like the type."

"No," I agreed. "He didn't."

Jess pulled me into a hug, and i felt a few tears start to run down my face. I hadn't cried since the day  I had moved. Jess knew this, because I told her everything. She stroked my back gently, calmly. 

"I'll give Paige a call. Would you like to get away?" Paige was Jess' older sister. She lived in Ireland, and she was twenty two. We were all best friends together before she moved, and I loved Paige just as much as Jess did. I nodded, muttering a thanks.

"Go to sleep, Bellz. I'll go to talk to your freaking neighbor." Did I mention she was a red head? Jess' temper was just as fiery as her hair, and you did NOT want to mess with her. I drifted into sleep, listening to Jess mutter under her breath.