Over Again

Chapter 2

Zayn's P.O.V.

When we got out of the van there were already fans waiting for us outside. They wore 1D t-shirts and waving banners that said We Love You One Direction. I saw another poster which said I Love Zarry. Keep on dreaming girls. I mentally laughed making me smile and something panged my chest. A straight needle to the chest. I didn't like the feeling at all. Some of the girls screamed their hearts out which just hurt my ears and we were rushed to the doors by Paul our manager.

"Hi my name is Zafrina, I'll be the one to interview you." A girl with curly hair walked to us and said with a smile.

She looked gorgeous. She had light skin but not as pale as Niall's. She wore black stilettos which shimmered with white gems. She wore a business vest and underneath was a white blouse. She reminded me of a very professional looking model, maybe Tyra banks.

We all said our hellos but Harry hugged her tightly which made something in the pit of my stomach squirm. What the hell was that? Am I getting queasy or something? I shrugged it off and we continued to the recording room. I sat beside Liam and playfully pushed him off his seat, making him groan from the contact to the floor. We both laughed it out but I could see Harry giving the both of us a death glare. Okay, once again that was weird.

I actually had nothing against Harry, he didn't do anything wrong. But there was something there.

I just didn't want to tell anyone.

*FLASHBACK

Before Harry and I auditioned at x-factor we dated for a year while I lived in Bromsgrove, Worcestershire. We weren't as open to being bisexual as others but we were actually happy. Only a few people knew about us. Only our close friends knew of our relationship. Both of our parents knew we were dating and they were okay with it.

One day my parents got a divorce and my mum Tricia, my three sisters Doniya, Waliyah and Safah, and I had to move back to Bradford. So we both said our goodbyes. I still haven't gotten over him. He was special. He gave me a bracelet with a lovebird and we both promised that we would never forget each other. The bracelet was simple. No intricate designs, just a large ring and a white clear bird attached on one part. We left and I never heard of him afterwards.

I cried every night thinking how tragic it as for us to end like this. It took me a while to get over him or maybe to think that I got over him but I always had that bracelet.

Until I saw him in x-factor a few years after, I tried to avoid talking to him from the start but when Simon announced that we would be part of a group. I just panicked more than when they announced we weren't accepted as a solo performer. I just stared blankly ahead and wishing that this wasn't happening.

When the lads and I went to Harry's place before the boot camp I was just nervous to the bone. The lads and I prepared a little bonfire at the back. That was when Harry talked to me for the first time in a long time.

"So Zayn, tell me about yourself?"

I was shocked.

There was a sharp pain to my lower chest. Did he really forget about me?

I didn't know what hurt more, seeing him again or knowing he broke his promise. I was lost in thought for more than a minute and he asked again.

"Zayn, you okay mate?"

I came back to reality and answered, clearly trying to dodge the past me and Harry had. I hid the bracelet in my pocket so he wouldn't see. I had to talk with Harry about this. Did he really not know me?