it's you [malik]

thirty-seven | choose

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alana
nia, oh my god.

nia
what??

alana
i almost just told niall about
zayn.

nia
you should've!!
zalana needs to stop.
i feel it getting problematic.

alana
yeah but last night..

nia
what happened last night??

alana
zayn was just so fucking caring
and idk it sounds crazy but i think
it could work.

nia
girl huh?
what could work??

alana
zayn and i

nia
nononononono

alana
you're the one who delivered
him to my room?!
what did you think was going to
happen?

nia
i told him no. he literally begged me.

alana
but why??

nia
girl.
i dont know if you're just ignorant or oblivious.
zayn literally fucking likes you.
i didnt tell you because he didn't want you to know.
its just too messy, it cannot happen.

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What?

I don't know what to be more shocked over. The fact that she knew or, the fact that Zayn actually does like me and I haven't just being making all of this up.

She didn't tell be because "he didn't want me to know".

The fuck does that even mean?

She's my bestfriend. Her loyalty should lie with me not Zayn.

I look at her text one last time before I decide on just shutting my phone off and placing it in my pocket until I figure out what I want to say to her.

I stretched out on the lobby couch feeling stress and confusion wash over me.

If there is an award for being completely unconscious of what is going on in your life I need it. I deserve that shit matter of fact.

Seriously, I've been sitting in this lobby since Niall dropped me off about half an hour ago. The only reason I haven't went upstairs yet is because I am just so drained I don't even have the energy to move.

"You okay?" I hear a deep accented voice say.

I look up and I'm met with warm yet concerned green eyes peering down at me.

Harry Styles.

"Um, yeah I'm great." I utter trying to sound convincing but he just smiled slightly taking a seat next to me.

"Was that supposed to be sarcasm? Because if not then you need to work on your lying skills."

I scoff playfully at this, leaning back onto the couch and looking up towards the ceiling.

"Do you ever just feel like you have no control of anything and your life is just fucked?" I asked.

"Definitely." he said mimicking my position on the couch. "When me and my fiancé ended things I felt defeated. My mom had passed away just a few months prior and I was and still am really lost."

I had heard about his breakup with Annie but I never paid too much attention to it honestly.

I've never even had a real conversation with Harry until before now actually.

"I just have alot of choices to make and I don't know how I'm going to figure out which ones the best option." I say vaguely.

"Do those choices happen to be two members of one direction?" he asked in a whisper and I whipped my head towards him shocked.

"What?"

"Don't worry. I haven't told anyone. I'm very observant and I can see how close you and Zaynie boy are." he said.

Great. More people know about us.

"I'm a horrible person. Niall doesn't deserve this."

"No you're not Alana. You just fell victim to the situation. It's no ones fault. But, choose well. You only get but one chance, and if you choose wrong then you'll miss out on something really good, trust me."

I watch his tall figure stand up from the couch then smile at me encouragingly.

He walked out the lobby and disappears into a mist of screaming fans and paparazzi.

Okay great. That made things 10x easier.

Not.