(Zayn's P.O.V.)
Only, I hadn't made it in time.
Harry was gently stroking her back, smiling down at her as she finally peeked up at him. "I can make you happy, Libby." He whispered, caressing her cheek.
With a defeated sigh, I leant up against the wall, closing my eyes.
I was too late.
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(Libby's P.O.V.)
"Libby!"
I spun around, my head bowed as he ran up to me, resting his hands on my bare shoulders.
"Are you alright?" Harry's green eyes shone with worry as he wiped a tear away from my cheek. "Don't cry, love. Please don't cry. I know it's hard to look at him---"
"You have no idea." I cut him off, resting my cheek in his hand. "You have no idea how hard it is to see the best friend you love so much with your high school bully! She ruined everything for me, Harry."
Wrapping his arms around my waist, Harry stroked my back softly. "Just forget about her. I want you to be happy now, Libby." I squeezed my eyes shut at his words.
Harry made me happy.
So far, Zayn had only caused me tears and heartache---
"And," I peeked up at him as he caressed my cheek, smiling down at me. "I can make you happy, Libby."
When I blinked, his smile only turned shy, his green eyes sparkling.
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
My breathing spiked.
His... girlfriend?
But I was on my tiptoes, giggling and smiling before I knew it. "Of course, Harry!"
Holding my cheeks gently, he pressed lips over mine, sealing the deal.
"Time to tell the lads," Harry beamed as he took my hand, towing me back into the ballroom. I was still slightly breathless as we stumbled back into the room, in a fit of giggles.
Squeezing his hand tightly and leaning against his arm, I peeked over at the table.
No longer would I break down at the very sight of him.
No longer would I stop breathing just because he glanced over at me.
I was now a taken woman.
By a guy who actually cared about me.
But as I sat down at the table, my head held high, something was off.
He wasn't in his seat, or anywhere in the ballroom to be more specific.
Snatching her bag from the table, Alison shot me a disgusted glower as she stalked out of the room.
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"So, Harry, there's a rumour going around these days about you."
Holding back a smirk, I cuddled up to a pillow on the sofa, my eyes glued to the telley. The hostess leant forward in her seat, grinning at Harry as she spoke.
"Rumour has it you're now taken."
After only a few weeks as a couple and millions of snapped photos of us in public together, I still couldn't believe it.
I was actually dating Harry Styles.
His sweet smile lit up his face, a light blush creeping up to his cheeks. "Those rumours can now stop. 'Cos, truth is, yeah I'm taken."
I couldn't help but admire my new boyfriend as he chatted animatedly about his new girl with the hostess. And that was when my eyes drifted to the boy on the other end of the sofa, staring down at the carpetted ground.
His expression was blank as he finally glanced up.
Reaching across from Louis and Niall, who'd just finished congradulating him on the catch, Zayn patted Harry on the knee.
"Good job, Hazza."
It actually broke my heart to see him smiling.
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"Let's go."
Snickering, I peered up from my magazine at Louis. "Where to, my love?"
"PARTY!" Seizing my wrist, he yanked me up to my feet. Instead of putting up a fight against Lou that I knew I'd end up losing, I chased after him as he ran down the hall into Liam's flat.
I laughed, subconsciously reaching for my pendant.
Only to not have it on.
My eyes widened as I came to a screeching halt, checking myself thoroughly before letting out a sigh. I knew exactly where it was.
In Zayn's bedroom on the nightstand. Exactly where I had left it.
Shaking my head, I marched downstairs to the farthest flat. I didn't even bother knocking. I still had my key and he was probably already at Liam's.
Swinging the door open, I wasn't prepared for the sight before me.
Pressing my lips together, I crossed my arms over my chest.
Alison was straddling Zayn's waist on the couch, and his hands were in the process of removing her shirt as he went in for another kiss.
Only to notice me, wide-eyed and standing in his door-frame.
"Libby!" His own brown eyes widened as he sat up, pushing Alison off to the side. "It's not what it looks like---"
I held up my hand, my face grave as I stated, my voice wiped clean of any emotion. "You don't need to apologise to me, Zayn. I'm not your girlfriend." As the words left my lips, his face twisted like I'd driven a knife into him. "And actually, I should be the one apologising for interrupting your... foreplay. Sorry."
As I strolled past them towards his room, Zayn seized my hand. "Libby, just let me---"
Snatching my hand away, I rolled my eyes as I shot him a sneer. "Just go finish what you've bloody started, Zayn. I just came to get the necklace I forgot and I'm off."
Reaching up, he pulled out the delicate silver chain from underneath his t-shirt. When the rose pendant spun in between us, I snatched it away from him, pressing my lips together.
When he leant over, my eyes widened. But he'd only tucked a strand of hair behind my ear before whispering. "I was keeping it safe, Libbs. I know how much that necklace means to you." Then he pulled away, gesturing towards the living room with his chin. "She means nothing."
Putting on the necklace, I glowered at him. "They all mean nothing, huh?"
That caused him to smile down at the ground, shaking his head.
"Actually, there's this one girl. And she's pretty amazing." Snickering, he shrugged, sauntering out of the hall. "Who knows, maybe you'll meet her soon?"
With a roll of my eyes, I scoffed as I stormed out of his flat.
That bloody prick.
But my fingers crept over my shirt, clutching the warm pendant to my chest.
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