True Love Never Dies (Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 11 - Forgiveness

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I started moving a small nightstand to where Zayn helped me move the bed. Since I sprained my wrist moving other furniture around the house I was really struggling with it. Zayn rushed over to where I was, picking up a side.

“Here, let me help you with that!”

“Oh, thanks!” I smiled at Zayn, he was such a sweetheart. As we put the nightstand down, I looked up at Zayn who was staring very intently at me. He’d been looking at me all day, and it was kind of uncomfortable. All of a sudden, before I had a chance to think, I felt a hand cup around my face and Zayn start kissing me. He pushed his tongue to my lips, parting them as we made out in my room. He started pulling me closer to him, edging closer and closer to the bed. So many thoughts were rushing through my head, when something snapped. This wasn’t Harry, this was Zayn. I was making out with my boyfriend’s best friend and I was almost on top of him. I immediately stopped kissing him, pushing him away from me. “Zayn…. What the hell.”

“I-I thought you… I thought you wanted the kiss to happen…”

“You… Me… Zayn, what am I going to tell Harry? I can’t keep the fact that I just kissed his best friend from him!” I dropped down against the walls pulling my knees to my chest, feeling a tear fall down my cheek. Zayn reached over to wipe it away before I pulled back. “Don’t touch me. I said, don’t touch me!”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. But Emma, we don’t have to tell Harry this happened. Let’s just pretend it never happened, alright?”

“But it DID happen and I can’t keep this from Harry, it would be wrong! What kind of a friend are you to him? Just get out, Zayn, get out of my house, right now!”

“Emma, wa-”

“GET OUT!” I practically screamed; I felt myself start crying really bad. He walked out of my room, down my stairs, and out of my house, slamming the door on his way out. I pulled out my phone dialing Harry’s number, getting voicemail. I tried talking but my voice was weak and cracking. I managed to say through the lump in my throat. “Harry, please call me as soon as you get this. I’m… I’m sorry.” Hanging up, I just stayed on the floor, curled up in a ball, crying. What if I didn’t stop what was going on? I could’ve practically had sex with him. Just those thoughts made me cringe, making me cry harder.

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***Harry’s POV***

“Alright, Harry. I hope you understand.” Simon said with a serious tone in his voice staring at me intently.

“I understand.” I nodded, getting up out of my chair, shaking Simon’s hand before walking out the door. He just explained to me how I needed to be spending less time with my girlfriend and more time with my vocal coach, because he thought I was losing focus and my singing was getting sloppy. I turned my phone on, ready to go hang out with Emma when I got a notification for a missed call and a voicemail.

“Harry, please call me as soon as you get this. I’m… I’m sorry.” Emma said between breaths, obviously crying.

Frantically I dialed her number, not knowing as to what was going on.  I heard a voice manage to choke out words I couldn’t understand. “Emma? Emma, I’m coming over right now. I got your voicemail and I’m worried, but I’ll be over your house soon. Alright? Are you okay?”

All I heard in response was, “I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, Harry.” Emma was really making me worried and scaring me at this point. I sped over to her house, bursting through the door, still on the phone with her. I ran up the stairs at lightning speed and checked her room where I found her laying on the floor in the fetal position shaking and crying. I went over to wear she was, picking her up and holding her close and she cried into my chest. “Babe, what happened?” I stroked her cheek, pushing a few pieces of hair out of her face.

“Z-Zayn. He… He kissed me… and, and… I didn’t- I didn’t stop him from kissing me. I’m sorry.” The sorrow in her eyes was deepening and I felt pain in my heart. How could Zayn do something like that to me? After all we’d been through? I kept my anger and hurt in, just pulling Emma closer to me.

“I love you.” I whispered as my voice cracked. “I could never be mad at you.” The words I spoke were true, I could never be mad at her. But I could be mad at Zayn. I just rubbed it off, knowing I would talk to him later; all I really cared about now was Emma. I felt her fall asleep in my arms, as I fell asleep, resting my head on hers.

– 2 days later –

I spent the night at Emma’s house twice in a row, before finally figuring out what I would say to Zayn. I drove back home quietly before walking into the flat the boys and I shared sometimes. I found him sitting on the couch with the rest of the boys, and as soon as he saw me he instantly stood up and walked over to me.

“Harry, I’m sorry, man. I don’t know what got into me.” He tried keeping his voice low.

“What the hell were you thinking, Zayn? Did you think you could just get away with kissing my girlfriend? Did you think that was alright? What is your problem, asshole?” I yelled pushing him back with every sentence.

I felt the rest of the boys gaze on us two.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen, Harry. You need to understand tha-”

“Understand what? That you want to get into my girlfriends pants? I want you to fucking stay away from Emma. Do you understand THAT?” My hands balled into fists as I was flaming with fury. I felt my hand go back and hit Zayn straight in the eye before all I remember is Liam getting up frantically, yelling at me, going to get ice for Zayn and Louis pulled me into one of the bedrooms to try to calm me down

“Harry? Harry? Harry!” He waved a hand in front of my face.

“What do you want.” I spat out coldly.

“Don’t fucking be an asshole to me, I wasn’t the one shoving my tongue down your girlfriends throat. Now listen to me, you need to calm down and get over the fact that he kissed your girlfriend. Sure, it happened, she’s hot, it’s expected for guys to drool over her but he’s for best mate, you’ve known him for years. He’s not going to steal her from you, she loves you too much. Now go into the other damn room, grow a pair of balls and fucking apologize to Zayn.”

“Louis. You don’t understand anything, so shut it.”

“I don’t understand? Ok, I’m guessing you don’t remember when YOU tried kissing Eleanor last year? I brushed it off and forgave you…. You know what, never mind, I’m not even going to bother helping you now. You’re on your own.” He growled, muttering curses under his breath before slamming the bedroom door leaving me alone. As soon as Louis left the room I instantly felt bad. I had basically turned my friend against me because I was such a dick. I put my head in my hands, sighing before getting the courage to go work things out with Louis and Zayn. I went out and gave Louis a certain look and opened my arms. He understood, smiling and give me a hug. “Sorry, mate.” I said. “It’s alright, Haz. Go talk to Zayn, he feels really bad.” I nodded, going in the direction Louis pointed. I walked down the hallway into the office where I found Zayn.

“Mate, I’m sorry.” He said, cringing when he slapped the ice back on his eye. “I didn’t mean to kiss her, it was wrong and I get it, sorry mate.”

“It’s alright. I guess I kind of over reacted. The only reason I got so worked up was because she… She used to like you. Before we were dating she liked you.” His mouth dropped.

“She liked me? Mate now I feel even worse about it.”

“Yeah. But we worked it out?”

“Between us but I still have to work things out with Emma… Things didn’t end on a good note.”

“I guess.”

“Well, mate, just so you know, she’s all yours. Now that I’m looking back on what happened, I guess I was just wasn’t thinking.”

“You never think!” I laughed as Zayn hit my arm softly. “Like remember the time when we were at Nandos? You totally st-”

“Nah, none of that story, mate! I’ve heard enough about it.” He laughed. I was happy to be back on an okay note with him.