Justin's POV
Not a big deal right, it's just my sister's wedding, to her high school boyfriend, and she invited my high school boyfriend who I still love by the way.
What could possibly go wrong, oh yeah, that bitch bringing his girlfriend, for now 5 years, Perrie Edwards.
I know they probably not dating, but still.
I needed to avoid him, and he was trying to talk to me through out the night.
I knew he was looking for me, I was avoiding him.
Of course Karma will to this, my sit was right next to his, I halla my pride and walked to take my sit,
He came to also sit down without his girlfriend by his side.
When our eyes met, everything I have been trying to push away juts came bursting on the surface.
At that moment, I knew not what to do, hug him, kiss him or kill him, so I chose option four, sitting down and just stare and let him make the first move.
"Hello love" he said in that accent which has become even thicker.
"Hey." I said, my voice shaking.
He sat down, and I looked away.
"Can we talk." He asked
"I thought that's what we were doing ." I said , trying to keep my calm.
"In private." He said
I rolled my eyes, there was obvious tension here, and I didn't want my sister's wedding ruined thanks to an idiot that I still love, who will never be mine.
"Follow me." I said, my expression stoick, he obliged and followed me.
I walked him inside my sister and her soon to be husband's mansion.
I took him to the left wing, almost none ever goes there, I opened the door to a guest room and locked it behind us as he walked in.
"What do you want?!" I asked
"You." He said
"Still forward I see." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the way we ended things, I never meant to leave you, or hurt you the way I did, I'm deeply sorry." He said
"Why didn't you come back for me Zayn, I waited for you, I waited long enough, but you know what happens is mW seeing in the news how Zayn Malik, heroically rescues girlfriend Perrie Edwards from stage fire." I mocked my own stupidity.
"Perrie is NOT, my girlfriend, she was for like a week, but no we are not together." Zayn said
"Promise?!" I asked.
"Promise." He smiled looking me straight in the eyes.
The next thing I did, well I blame it on that Alcohol we took a months ago with Shawn, I blame it for still being in my system when I launched to wards him, to kissed him,
Just like old times he kissed me right back, his hands made their way to my ass and squeezed a bit, to male me gasp and grunt him access to my mouth, he always use to do that.
His hair must me a mess now, seeing as how I'm tugging on it.
Our make out session came to an halt as our lungs demanded oxygen.
"Hey." He said as we broke apart and our forehead touching.
"Hey." I said
"I missed you so FUCKING much." He confessed
"This don't mean Nothing." I said exiting the room.
"I will make you live me again, love." I heard him say, I'm very sure he thought I left.
I smiled to myself thinking 'I still love you, I just want you to show me, we are forever
Surprisingly there was no tension between us through out the wedding, we were actually having fun, together, like old times
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