Dreaming With A Broken Heart - (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

“What’s going on?” I ask.

Zayn checks to make sure that no one was listening before answering. “I just need to tell you something.” I wait for him to finish, my heart rate increasing as moments pass. “Well, I kind of did something that I probably shouldn’t have done.”

“What did you do?” I demand.

Zayn fiddles with his jacket zipper, no longer making eye contact. “Niall told me all about the thing with you and Harry and I...I told Harry,” he mumbles.

“You what?”

“I told Harry,” he says, a little louder this time. 

I can feel my heart beat throughout my entire body, my cheeks are getting warmer by the second, and my stomach is in knots. “You didn’t.”

“It was an accident. Please don’t hate me,” he pouts, finally looking up at me.

“I don’t hate you Zayn. I just don’t know what to think right now. I mean, everything is going to be weird and awkward,” I reply running a hand through my long, brown hair. I'm going to kill Niall, I think to myself.

“I really am sorry, I didn’t mean to tell him…It just came out.” 

“What happened after you told him?” I ask curiously.

“He actually took it quite well. He actually seemed legitimately happy,” he says, looking me in the eye.

“Happy? Why would he be happy? He is head over heels for Haley. You must be confused,” I insist as I prop myself up on the kitchen counter.

“Vic, really. I know Harry, he’s like my brother. Trust me when I say that he was happy,” he replies, after rolling his eyes.

“Well, what do I do now?” I look at him with question and confusion filling my eyes, hoping he can provide me with an answer.

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know.”

Thanks a lot Zayn…

xxx

“He didn’t!” Katherine yells from behind the bathroom door.

“He did,” I yell back. When we got home from Niall’s, she sensed something was wrong so she started questioning me about what Zayn and I talked about. It wasn’t hard to get out of me, she’s my best friend, of course I’d tell her.

“What a jerk!”

“Yeah, tell me about it. He said it was an accident though.”

“How does one accidentally tell someone that their girlfriend’s best friend likes him?” she asks, her voice full of disbelief and sarcasm.

“I have no clue, but apparently it happens.”

Katherine comes out of the bathroom and sits cross-legged on the floor beside me. “That’s BS.” I can’t help but laugh at this. She’s so sassy.  “What? It is.”

“Whatever you say, Kat.”

“Seriously though…What are you going to do?”

“My thoughts exactly,” I sigh. “Anyway, have you heard from Haley?”

“Nope. Just a text saying that she had landed safely. That’s it.”

“Okay, well, it’s been a long night. I think I’m gonna hit the hay,” I say, standing and walking over to my bed.

“Sounds good to me. I’m exhausted,” she replies, crawling under her own covers.

“Goodnight future Mrs. Horan,” I tease.