Prologue

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Prologue

*Alexandra's POV*

I looked in the mirror and staring back at me was a chubby girl with limp brown hair and blank brown eyes eyes. She had braces and wasn't the most attractive person.

I sighed and turned away from the mirror. I picked up my phone just after it buzzed. 1 new message.

From: Zaynie x

Hey Lex, babe, can you meet me in the park in 2 mins. I wanna talk to you x

Zayn and I had been best friends since I could remember and 2 years ago, before he disappeared to One Direction, he had asked me to be his girlfriend. This was pretty much a dream come true as I'd always had a crush on Zayn but was too afraid to say anthing.

It took me a couple minutes but I finally reached the park where Zayn was sitting on a bench, texting on his phone.

"Hi." I said, sitting beside him.

"Hey babe," he smiled at me, sliding his phone into his pocket. He turn to face me, looking hesitant.

"What's up?" I frowned. He scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"Alexandra, I love you so much but we need to break up." he said calmly. I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"What? Why?" I whispered. He looked around before continuing.

"Well, management would prefer it if I dated someone else. They would look better for the band's image and I don't want the boys to hate me for not taking one for the team." he told me.

Taking one for the team? I can't believe it.

"Its because of how I look, isn't it? You need someone beautiful. A model or an actress, right?" I asked him, standing up.

"I- Its really- .. we don't have to lose contact. We can still talk everyday like we always do." Zayn suggested, standing up beside me.

I scoffed. He was pathetic. All those years of friendship out the window. I looked away, crossing my arms.

Zayn stepped forward, trying to hug me but I pushed his arms away, stepping back.

"I hate you, Zayn Malik." I pulled the locket he gave me from my neck and threw it at his feet, before turning on my heals and walking away.

[Picture of the locket at the side. >)

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