Love Me Like You Do.

Zayn: Harry, Starbucks and the Alley

I really needed some sleep after what happened. I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

**Next Day**

I was woken up by someone pouring water on me. I opened my eyes ready to cut some balls. Harry stood infront of me, grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

I forgot that I gave each of the boys a key to my place for emergencies.

Harry laughed, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Rise and shine sleepy head? Looks like you had brought someone over" he winked.

I kicked him and yelled "What the fuck Harry?! I'm really tired! Leave me alone you twat!" he stepped back and said "Whoa looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed! What happened mate? You know you can tell me".

His expression suddenly changed to concern. That's the thing about a Harry he can be a real twat but in a second, can be very understanding.

I told him about my date with Ron. I told him how fun it was and how I screwed it up in the end. He looked at me in disbelief and was holdig back a laugh.

"You can laugh if you want, you twat". He suddenly burst into a fit of laughter, "haha.. you tried to get into her pants and she slapped you! Hahaha.. I'm sorry mate but she owned your sorry ass!"

"Man I got to meet this girl! Anyway, the main reason i came over is 'coz I wanted someone to join me for coffee"

I nodded and said "let me freshen up. See you in a bit yea?" Harry nodded and left my room.

I hopped into the shower humming a Chris Brown tune. After a few mins I changed into jeans and a red and black checked shirt, folded up the sleeves and left the first two buttons open.

Then I did my hair to perfection put on some cologne and left the room. I was in deep thought, will I be able to see Ronnie again?

Harry was waiting by the door to go out for coffee. We decided we'll walk to Starbucks. I entered and there she was, waiting for what she ordered.

I nudged Harry and he asked "what?" I replied "that's her mate" as I pointed at her. His eyes widened.

he was wearing red skinny jeans, with long leather boots and a white tube top with the London flag printed on it.

Her long brown hair was tied in a high ponytail. She looked amazing! I could stare at her all day.

She got her order and turned to walk out the door. I went after her, when I reached the door, I shot Harry a look and he gave me a thumbs up.

Then I followed her. I caught up with her in small alley and caught her hand. She was about to scream but I caught her mouth making her look directly into my eyes.

Her beautiful blue eyes were shining, even in this dark alley. I really wanted her, but there was this other feeling I could'nt quite understand.

The only thing I did understand, was the SHE was the one making me feel this way. I moved my hand from her mouth and she yelled "what the fuck is wrong with you?".

She tried to kick me, but failed miserably. I held back a laugh.

"I need to talk to you about what happened last night" I said in a serious tone. She rolled her eyes and said "well?"

Our eyes locked gazes, as I spoke "I did not mean to unbutton your shorts" I lied. "It was the heat of the moment" I lied again.

She replied "So you mean to tell me that when I said yes to go out on that date with you, you had absolutely no intention of getting into my pants?" her blue eyes piercing my hazel ones.

I replied "maybe" looking at the ground. "See I've dated guys like you. You'll just want to get lucky and leave the girl once you're satisfied".

I had no idea what to say.. "but.." she yelled, "but what? Didn't think I would know what goes on in that blown up head of yours?" "Sorry" was all I could say to her.

She said "you did'nt do anything to me to be sorry for, because I wasn't stupid enough to let you, but go say sorry to all those girls you've screwed over without even thinking twice!

She walked away, leaving me standing alone in the alley thinking about what she said.