Amnesia: [ ON HOLD]

12.

" Can I go home yet ?" Quaint asked me for the tenth time in a row.

" Yes, half an hour more and you are good to go" I smiled, hoping for the thirty minutes to pass by quickly. I could have released Quaint earlier but it wasn't fair to him. He really needed my help in History.

" Wait, I'm getting released an hour earlier? Woohoo"

" Yes you are now let me test you those things."

A while later, I heard a knock on the door. I checked my watch realizing that it was still early for the sleepover. I walked to the door, wondering who that might be. Are my parents back already? Oh no.... they don't know I'm having a sleepover.

I opened the door and to my surprise, it was Zayn.

" Hey Austen," Zayn greeted me with his adorable smile.

" Hi Zayn, aren't you supposed to come by later, didn't Harry tell you?"

" No Harry didn't tell me .. I guess I just forgot." He smiled sheepishly, rubbing his head with his hand.

" Hey Zayn." Came a voice from behind me. I jumped forward putting my hand over my heart.

" Quaint, you scared me."

" Hi , um Quainton, are you here like for the sleepover or something?"

"No umm I.... he....  "  I stuttered. I really didn't want to embarrass Quaint no matter how much of an ass he is.

" Oh haven't you heard Zayn? We are like obviously together" Quaint said before I could explain to Zayn.

" What??" Zayn's eyes nearly popped out. " Austen...I thought .. I thought you and Harry were like together, I thought finally he was dating someone, someone nice at least." He shot daggers at Quaint who started laughing . I blushed at the thought of me and Harry being together.

" NO No no! I was just tutoring him, I thought I told you about it before , Remember? And me and Harry are not together " I told Zayn to which his mouth opened and closed before smiling with his tongue in between his teeth.

" I can't believe you fell for it mate, like I would ever date her" Quaint held his stomach while he laughed his ass off.

This earned Quaint a slap on his shoulder from both me and Zayn. Even though I knew Quaint was joking, I was hurt that he would actually say that.

"  Zayn you can come inside while I finish up with him in a few minutes."  I invited Zayn into my house.

" Ohh its ok I will be back later."

" No its really ok you can come inside first."

" Urmm I will just come in later," Zayn muttered while walking away. I closed the door, confused at Zayn's behavior.