Chasing Forever (Zayn Malik Fan-Fic)

Chasing Forever ( Chapter 7 )

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Hidden in a corner of Starbucks, I buried my head in my arms as Robbie cackled loudly. "Well then, you're shit out of luck, babe!" 

It had already been a week since the dreadful incident and I had been avoiding Harry like the plague. With Zayn, on the other hand, things were going perfectly; but I couldn't get myself to be my usual flirty self when I felt like I had cheated on him. 

"It's not funny, Robbie!" I snapped back, sitting up and stirring the straw in my coffee cup. "I don't know what to do now..." 

Brow arched, he snickered, leaning over the table and grabbing my chin. "You know exactly what you need to do, Libbs. You back Zayn up into a wall and you kiss that lad like there's no tomorrow, yeah? Just forget about kissing Harry, it's not like you liked him, right?" At my hesitation, his blue eyes widened. "You're shitting me, Libby..." 

I couldn't deny it. 

"That's bullshit, Libby!" Robbie smacked his hand on the table, getting us several hateful glances. I pressed my lips together. "After everything you've been through and now that you might finally have Zayn, you're going to let Harry fuck it all up?" 

"Harry's not fucking anything up!" I snapped back, glaring at him. 

Sat back in his seat, he crossed his arms. "I knew this would happen..."

"What the hell are you talking about, Robbie?" I sneered, leaning forward. 

He rolled his eyes. "I knew that if Harry interfered, he'd find a way to swoop you away from Zayn. He just seems like the type to do that---" 

Kicking my chair back, I shot him an intense glower. "Don't talk about Harry like that, Robbie. Since day one, he's been nothing but a gentleman and you have absolutely no right saying such things about him." 

That actually silenced my best friend. 

Even if Harry and I hadn't been mates for very long, I had grown attached to him and wouldn't just stand around if someone criticized him. 

"Libbs," I peered over my shoulder as Robbie picked up both our coffees and held my cup to me as we walked out of the shop. "This'll break Zayn. He's the one you're in love with." 

In love? I bit my lip as we slipped into his car, my cup still warm in my hands. Was I really in love with Zayn? 

As he started up the car and we were moving, my phone began vibrating. "Are you going to get that?" Robbie arched his brow at me at a red light. Glancing down at my bright screen, I pressed my lips together. 

At his third call, I finally answered. "Hello?"

"Libby, before you hang up, I'm sorry." Why was he apologizing? "I honestly don't know what I did wrong, but I just want to say sorry." 

"Don't apologize, Harry," I sighed, resting my chin in my palm. "I'm the idiot here ignoring you. I shouldn't have done that when you've been such a good friend to me. I'm the one that's sorry."