This chapter is entirely in Zayn's P.O.V. It'll finally give you an insight on how he sees everything and well... how he truly feels about Libby. :)
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(Zayn's P.O.V.)
The rest of the date, I had practically ignored Alison, only one person on my mind.
Libby.
I'd never seen her so upset in all the years I'd known her. She'd spun around to face Harry, holding two dolls up to her face with a massive smile brightening up the room before she'd seen us walk in.
From there, her icy blue eyes had widened, her bottom lip quivering as tears began streaming down her flushed cheeks. She had shoved past me with such force that I had been pushed against the door's frame.
She never pushed me. Not even jokingly.
And now, sat in the back of the car with Alison murmuring who-the-hell-knew-what in my ear, I just felt wrong. Dirty.
Like complete shit.
When we finally reached the complex, I placed my hand over Alison's before she could open the door. "Listen, can you give me one night alone?" Her brows creamed and she pouted. Mentally sighing, I leaned over and quickly kissed her cheek. "I'll make it up to you later."
"Promise?" She giggled, toying with my collar.
Rolling my eyes, I nodded. "Yeah, sure. I promise."
It was a promise I didn't care to break.
I waved as the driver then shot down the street, and I made a mad dash for my flat.
Hopefully she was still awake... All I wanted was to talk to my best friend. To tell her this was all because I'd been upset. Real upset.
My hand hovered on the knob, my forehead pressed against the door as I groaned.
What did I have to apologize for?
She was the one that cheated on me.
She was the one that kissed Harry behind my back.
She was the one that broke our pinky swear to finally be together.
Stepping into my flat, my eyes widened.
I was surprised to find her fast asleep on my sofa. She usually waited for me to get home. Or rather, had.
Tiptoeing up towards her, I sat down beside her, my fingers absentmindedly running through her caramel hair.
No matter how hard I tried to hate her... To be angry at her...
Her thick lashes rested on her flushed cheeks, her crimson lips parted slightly with a soft snore. She was also surrounding by thousands of crumpled, soaked tissues, holding one tightly to her face.
She was so exhausted, so utterly heartbroken...
I just couldn't.
Laying down beside her on the sofa, I frowned as she sighed in her sleep, her arm draping itself around my chest as she nestled into the crook of my neck.
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