The Way We Made It Happen [UNDER PAINFULLY SLOW EDITING]

Chapter 38 - Every surprise possible.

A/N - So did you like it? 

TWWMIH is coming closer and closer to the end now! Just around 12 chapters left!

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-Zayn's POV-

"Harry! Pass the damn bottle already!" Louis yelled from across the room.

It's been 2 weeks since i was back from Chicago and the fight i had with Hannah. We've been somewhat closer since then, like we realized the raw need we had for each other. I just couldn't wrap my head around the fact that she didnt tell me.

I mean, i don't need to be protected by her, i need to protect her.

Liam snapped his fingers in my face, bringing me back from my thoughts. "Uh, sorry" i said, taking a swig from my beer.

"You don't look fine, are you alright?" Liam said, his eyes filled with concern.

"Yeah, i'm fine" i shrugged.

*You,

use your heart as a weapon

and it hurts like heaven

yeah, oohhhh'

ohhhh*

My phone rang from somewhere near Harry's feet on my bed, i lifted my eyeborws as to ask him who it was. He shrugged and tossed it to me.

"Hello?" i said, answering the phone. "Well, hello there. Never thought i would ever hear you being nice to me" a girls voce said, it sounded vaguely familiar. Maybe someone from school.

"I'm sorry, but who is this?" i asked, curious.

The girl laughed, "Oh honey, its Claire. Claire Jane" she said, her laugh, all those years ago took form in my mind.

"What do you want Claire?" i said, my voice tight. All the boys turned to look at me.

"Ohh, i still want the same thing i wanted then Zayn. I want you" she said, her voice rough. Probably from drinking so much.

"Well, i'm sorry, i'm not your daddy's servant and just so you know, I'm taken. I have a girlfriend" i said, anger bubbling within me.

"So? Fuck her and move over. I promise you i can be more satisfactory than her." she cooed.

"You're still a pathetic slut aren't you? Claire, it isnt always about sex, you know? Its about love, mutual attraction" i spat.

She laughed, "Oh, Zayn...its actually all about sex. And that is something only i can help you with." she snickered again.

"Oh i forgot, Claire. Your legs are like Taco Bell, always open. I'll spread the word, but honestly..i hate Taco Bell and you. So stay the fuck away." i said, slamming the phone down on her.