One Direction One Shots - BoyxBoy and BoyxGirl.

Short Story 8 - BoyxGirl - Payton and Zayn

Payton's P.O.V.

  I open the door, laughing at the good time that I had with my boyfriend.  When i step into the house I hear a yelling.  I groan, knowing he's going to kill me.  I hear him steping down the stairs to see him with another girl, all over him.  I groan and say, "Zayn, are you drunk?"  Zayn replied, "Nu uh!"  I step closer to him, smelling beer in his breath.  I laugh and see the girl he was with glaring at me.  I shurgged and walk off to my room.  "Wait!  Who are you?" she sneered.  I smiled and said , "His best friend".  The slut grunts and pulls Zayn into the living room.

 Laughing, i go to my room.   After going to my room, I get changed into my pajama's.   I go on my computer to see the pictures me and my boyfriend took.  I smile at the sight of him.  He had brunette hair with the perfect smile and grey eyes.  He was the smartest people in my school.  He's that guy that every soft girl wants.  He's amazing.  I see a text from him on my iphone.  Giggling, I open the text. 

From: Him xx <3 (: 

  Hey Payton..  I'm sorry.  I... have to break up with you.  I like you and all... But this realationship is going no where.  It's been three months. THREE!  I thought maybe like..  something would click and we would be irrestable..  But.. supposed not.  I still.. Only like you. I still want to be friends,  but i can't think of you as anything more then that.  Hope your okay with that.  Bye...? 

-Drew 

I'm rereading everything he said at least twice.  This... This couldn't happen! I sat on my bed, shocked.  I.. I don't know what I'm supposed to be feelings. Tears start forming in my eyes.  It's been three months..  I guss he was right.  This relationship is going no where.  I start crying.  Tears streaming down my face, and remembering every memory we had togther.  But I've loved him from that time!  Sure we haven't kissed.. But I wish... Something could have bloomed.. 

  I hear a knock.  I scream , "Go away!"  "It's me Payton!  Please open up your door!"  I stop.  It was Zayn. I scoffed and said, "Yeah.. Your drunk. NO WAY!  Your going to ruin my room like the last time I let you in when you were drunk!"  I cringe at the memory.  He had tackled me and tried to kiss me.  Then he went all crazy thinking that he was at his friend Niall's house and ruined all my clothing!  It took me about a week to get everything back where it was supposed to be. 

  I hear the door open and i throw at a pillow, which hits Zayn's head. "Zayn!  Get out. Seriously.. "  I try to stop crying but I couldn't.  I feel arms go around me and i sniff.  I love Zayn.  I always thought of him as an older brother.  Ever since my parents passed away in a car accident, my parents were friends with his parents so they took me in.  I love them.  They never made me act like an outsider.  They take me in on EVERYTHING!  it's like I lived with them my whole life.  They weren't around now though.  They were on a trip for a few months, and they let me and Zayn take over the house.  Which isn't bad..  But everynight he has a girl with him.  I don't mind, but it get a bit annoying. 

  Every morning I have to see a girl on his bed, and he has to get them to get out of the house.  Usually he uses me as his "pretend" girlfriend and they would get mad at Zayn ; But Zayn never cared for them anyways.  I've always told him that he would find a girl he would care, but he shrugged and said, "She's taken." So.. I've never really talked to him about that anymore. 

  "Shh..  Payton.. It's going to be okay..  Your strong.. "  I didn't realize I was crying in his shirt until I snapped out of my thoughts.  His white shirt was ruined.  "I-I'm sorry Zayn...  He... He..."  I couldn't talk, it was impossible to talk with tears still coming out of my eyes. "Shh.  Don't talk..  Cry until your fine."  I didn't know how long I cried, But I cried enough to cry myself to sleep.