The Strings Attached | Zayn Malik

Chapter 13

"The pain of the game."

Harry's eyes found the girl who he was just about to have sex with and the usual quiet friend who stood tall beside her.

"What the fuck do you mean you guys are dating?!" His voice echoed through the corridor. I look up at Zayn taking many steps backwards until I stood next to Harry. Zayn sighs.

"It isn't what it looks like," he pleads. I roll my eyes. How am I supposed to react to that? I'm supposed to date him for Jack and now what? He has a fucking girlfriend? Crossing my arms I head for the wooden door. "Wait!" Zayn hesitates to grab my wrist tempted to pull me towards him.

Instead, I turn away from the door and take a step that makes me almost touching him. "What Zayn? You forgot to tell me you had a girlfriend? You weren't planning on getting serious with me so there wasn't a point of telling me? What Zayn? What could possibly be a fair excuse that will excuse you from cheating?"

My fists curl. My eyes water. My teeth clenched.

"We aren't dating." I turn around my arms meeting my hair in frustration.

"Make up your mind Zayn! Are you or are you not dating?"

"We are not dating nor will we." I look over at the petite girl behind Zayn. Her eyes have gone wide.

"What?!" Her voice squeaks.

"Oh hush, Marley," Zayn's voice was harsh, "We were set up for publicity since I haven't had a girlfriend in awhile."

Marley huffs, "Well now what? That was my only job you prick!"

He turns to face her and looks between Harry and her, "I'm sure you will do great as a prostitute." He sneers. I silently gasp. I have never heard of him ever speaking this horribly to another person seriously.

She gasps as well. Harry stood there awkwardly, "I will drive you home Sherry- oh I mean Marley- whatever your real name is." She trudges toward Harry ignoring his frustrated comment and they take off in his car. Zayn and I stood there quietly.

"Sorry for all the things I said, I should have known that you would never cheat. Well it's hard to cheat when it's not like we are boyfriend and girlfriend so you can do whatever you want-" I was cut off from Zayn's lips meeting mine.

"Jane Young? Will you be my girlfriend?" I giggle at his seriousness voice since he had a goofy smile sketched on his face. I nod bringing his pink lips back to mine.

The rest of the night was spent with cheesy jokes and imitations of famous celebrities. "I should get going," I sigh looking at the clock that reads 10:12 pm. He nodded grabbing my hand swinging it playfully.

"I will drive you home." I nod.

Once we reach the classy hotel we sat in the dark parking lot for a few minutes. "Tonight was lovely," I say.

He smiles brightly, "Yes, except that small misunderstanding." I laugh nodding. "Goodnight girlfriend," He gives me a tired smile.

"Goodnight boyfriend," I reply pecking him on the lips getting out of the Toyota truck.

Walking to my room I smile the whole way. Once I entered my clean room I sighed with happiness. He was truly a perfect boyfriend.

Boyfriend.

Zayn Malik was my boyfriend. I couldn't stop exclaiming the word.

Humming cheerfully, I reached my bedroom getting ready for bed. My head resting on the crunched up pillow the last thought on my mind, Zayn Malik was my boyfriend.

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"Hey Jane!" After last night, Zayn was the only person I could think of, when I see the tall brunette Daniel I froze. I had forgotten him. How will he react? He knows it's just apart of the plan, but do I know that? Is it true feelings for Zayn? Or is it just an act?

"Hey Daniel! What's up?" I tried my hardest to smile sincerely.

His head quirks to the side, "Is something wrong?" I shake my head.

"No," I whispered. His eyes meet mine and holds me close. I embrace his hug, my thin arms wrapped around his neck while he leans down and rubs my back in small circles. "I want you to know it's just a plan." I almost grimace hearing myself saying Zayn was only apart of the plan. Daniel nods for me to continue. I do.

"Zayn and I are dating. Officially." I slowly explain the situation to the man in front of me. His usual relaxed posture straightens when he hears the name Zayn. Biting my lip, nervous, I look up at him. His stressed and annoyed expression was obvious. What wasn't obvious was his look of sadness. You wouldn't be able to see it unless you watched out for liars your whole life and were looking straight into his light blue eyes.

"I guess it's just for the plan then?" He asked, sounding as if he was in physical pain. With all of the pain inside me seeing him like this and not being able to say my true feelings for Zayn, I nod. I nod and tears prickle against my fare face. Daniel's long fingers brush them off, careful not to hurt me. "Don't cry," his voice soft. I look away sniffing and wiping my tears quickly with the sleeve of my shirt. "It is all the pain of the game."

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Honestly I ship Janiel more than Zay... (You guys can figure out better ships names... Zayn and Zane sound the same as well as Jayn and Jane so Zay is the only one I could think of. Jay + Zayn.)

I love Daniel...

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