Forever h.s. (sneak peek)

// three //

Chapter 3 - Over at Zayn's

A R I A N A

“Mary?” I shouted as I removed my vans and put them near the door. She stuck her head outside the kitchen door and said, “You’re back! I made chicken soup, you want some?”

I replied with a yes and went upstairs to my room. I changed into a hoodie along with sweatpants. I took my phone out of my backpack and sat down on the bed, checking my feed. I’ve just recently made a new Facebook since my mum thought the old account would just bring more ‘accidents’. The only friends I have are my mum, aunt Mary and Zayn, who I added during Chemistry.

 I decided to stalk the only person who catches my interest.

Zayn.

His pictures all include him smoking a cigarette or holding it in his hands. There are some of him with Jack, Luke and some other guys who I assume are his friends.

 But one in particular catches my eye. It was posted about a few months ago. The picture is of him and a blond girl kissing. His hands are rested on the small of her back and she cups his face with hers. The caption says, “It’s been two years with you baby and I don’t regret one second. I love you. Xxx <3”. I’m guessing it was their anniversary.

 I scrolled down and there were more pictures of the cute couple. What awakened my curiosity was why there were no pictures of her when I scrolled up. Data protection maybe?

I went back to his profile and went through his statuses. And from the looks of it, it sounds like he’s having a hard time.

“Those ‘three little words’ are complete shit.”

“Love is just a way to get your heart broken. Guess what… we’re all broken.”

“Without a single ‘Goodbye’, you left me.”

“This is shit. Life is shit.”

“I remember a time when ‘I love you’ actually meant something. Now it’s just a way to fill the void.”

“I. Give. Up.”

“Damn” I said to myself as I scrolled through more depressing posts. I guess his ‘love’ dumped him, hard. Maybe that was the past though. I scrolled up to where his most recent status should be. It’s not from him though, it’s from Luke.

“Dude, when someone leaves you; you forget about them and move on. And that’s what you JUST did. So I salute you bro, we all do.”

Then he tagged about fifteen people who almost all commented something like, “Congrats, man. You did good!” or “Dude! You finally got over that bitch?! I won’t believe it till I see it!”. And there were some badasses who cursed the female gender because we “destroy every guy we see”.

Now I know the kind of people Zayn hangs out with.

Assholes.

When I get out of the shower, I get a text from Zayn saying I could go over. Since I wanted to give a good first impression (even though he already saw me earlier today), I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans that had the knee part ripped (part of the design, not my doing).

We played Mariokart with Zayn’s younger brother, waiting for Luke to arrive.

“Hey Ari, you ever played Black Obs?” Zayn asked as he crashed on the sofa. I’ve never even held a controller, at least that’s at I remember.