Just Friends. [h.s]

7: spendid ass

The whole day Harry avoided me. I just wanted him to talk to me. He's never like this.

When school is over, I made it my mission to find him. His last period class, the halls, and the parking lot had no sign of Harry.

Not paying attention, I bumped into someone. "Taylor." I say looking at her. Her eyes were so red. You could tell she was crying. I can't help but feel bad for her. None of this was her fault, you know except the fact that she practically made Harry have sex with her.

She didn't say anything to me, just stared. "Are you Okay?" I asked her.

She shakes her head, tears flowing down her cheeks. "I just don't understand why he had to be so cruel."

I felt like I needed to comfort her, so I pull her into my arms. Her face smothered on my chest creating a puddle of tears, and my head resting on her shoulder. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Harry. He had a worry expression on his face. He started to walk our way, but I shook my head telling him to go away because I know that Taylor does not want to see him.

I pull her out of the hug and look at her. "Hey, I'm sorry that this is happening to you. I just think Harry wasn't ready, and he freaked out. I had nothing to do with you as a person, Taylor. I think you're pretty great actually." I smile, surprisingly not regretting what I said. I guess over the past few weeks she has become more tolerable.

She sniffles, a small smile forming on her face. "I thought you didn't like me." She confesses.

I sigh. "I guess I misjudged you at first. I just didn't like the idea of sharing him, but now I realize you're good for him."

"That means a lot coming from you, Stella."

I look past her and see the fucktard still standing 15 feet away from us. I nod at Taylor's comment. " I just think you need to talk to him." I motion my head towards him, grabbing her attention to look back.

She suddenly turns around and walks to him. "Yup, great talk." I tell myself, walking away to my car.

"So how does tonight sound?" A sudden voice startles me, making me drop all my books.

"Jesus Christ Zayn." I've been down to grab my books.

"Wow, my view is just splendid right now."

I stand back up and look at him. "I'm going to ignore the fact that you were staring at my amazing ass, and address the fact that you said 'splendid'." I laughed thinking about it.

We start walking towards my car. "Sorry, couldn't help but mention how splendid your ass looks." He sarcastically says, smirking.

I shove his chest. "Creep."

"So you never answered my question."

"I know." I grin, teasing him.

"So I'm guessing that's a no?"

As much as I want to, I don't think it's a good time. I don't want a relationship right now, and to be totally honest, Zayn intimidates me so much, and I don't think I'll ever be able to feel comfortable around him.

"Rain check?" I asked. I'm not ready, not tonight.

Zayn nods. "If you don't want to go out with me then-"

I cut him off. "No, no I do. I just have something to do tonight." I half lie. I need to talk to Harry tonight. I need to be there for him. I wonder how their talk went. My stomach twist up with the thought of Taylor and Harry gave back together. What the hell is wrong with me? I literally just talked to Taylor about hearing Harry out, and now I can't stand the thought.