Dark Paradise [Z. Malik // fanfic]

06. Faking

Reina's POV

"There you go." I handed Louis his drink and sat down next to him. 

"So, care to inform me about your future plans, dollface?" He smirked and sipped his wine. 

It has beed 2 weeks since last time Louis has visited me and I must admit I've achiened so many things this time. 

"Well, I have great news for you." I shifted in my seat.

"I can't wait for you to fill me up."

"Harry Styles and me are a thing now. We've been dating for a little while now and he seems like an easy target. He got me to their place, again, and he trusts me. Now it's time for plan B."

"And what exactly is plan B?" Louis looked at me curious.

"Throw my self at Malik." I shrugged.

"So, to get this straight, you're telling me you're having an affair with Styles, that he totally trusts you, and you're going to throw your self at Malik?"

"Yeah."

"That's bullshit! It's not going to work!" He turned his gaze away from me and shook his head.

"No, just think about it. If that night I was going straight at Malik I might haven't done anything. He doesn't seem like the person who would let his walls down for you. Styles approached me since the day one. He wants me! So, why not use him to get what we want? Trust me, Louis! I know how to work this out!" I rested my hand on his.

His head snapped to my direction and I felt him stiffened under my touch.

"That's what I'm doing, Reina. I trust you! So don't let me down." He locked his eyes with mine.

"To plan B then!" I raised my glass.

"To plan B!" Louis clicked our glasses.

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**2 weeks later**

Reina's POV

I was lying in Harry's arms, my head resting on his toned, bare chest. His hand was intwined with mine and his long fingers were knotted with my smaller ones. The white warm sheets were covering our naked bodies and the only sound you could hear in the room were our steady breath and calm heartbeats. 

But in my head, the voices were not silent. You may think I don't care about Harry or his feelings, but I do care. Pretending to be in love with him is something that I'll regret for the rest of my life. The guilts are not letting me sleep at night. But I know I'm the one responsible for this. I should've never said yes that night at Louis. And if I did I should have never pulled Harry into this. Afterall, he's the only one who has done nothing. 

"Babe? Are you listening to me?" Harry's deep voice snapped me out of the ocean of my thoughts. 

"Huh?" 

"Have you heard a word of what I said?" He chuckled. 

"You were saying something about...being hungry?" I shrugged. 

"No!" He laughed louder this time. "I was saying that I know you for a month now and I don't know why, I feel...different." 

"Different?" 

"In a good way. But Reina, there are things that you don't know about me." Harry lowered his gaze. 

"Trust me, Harry, when I say I don't care. I like you and I don't care what you've done in the past." I caressed his strong jawline.