Secrets (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 15

I’ve always read stories about two best friends that fall in love.

The outcome?

They never end up together.

Their friendship?

Ruined.

And I’m sure as fucking hell that I’m not going to let that happen between Zayn and I. He’s too precious for me to allow something like that to happen. And if it means that I have to keep my feelings for him bottled up, then that’s what I’m going to do.

I don’t want to suck him into this fucking mess I call my life. I don’t want to make his life harder than it already is.

He deserves someone who can make him happy every second of the day and I’m not that girl. I’m not someone who can cause that smile to stay plastered on his face. I’ll eventually hurt him and I just can’t take that chance.

And that’s exactly why I’ve been avoiding him for the past two days after our kiss. I just don’t know what to tell him. Should I lie? Should I just tell him the truth?

He’s tried to talk to me so many times but I’ve managed to escape him before he got closer to me.

The whole time during their first concert he was looking at me and at times, I couldn’t get myself to look away.

“Okay, tell me what’s going on.”

I groaned as I looked up at Louis standing by my hotel bed. “Louis, I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“No, you’re going to talk about it. You and Zayn went out that other night and you’ve been avoiding him since then. What happened? And I know for sure that Zayn probably knows why you’re ignoring him but is still confused about it since he told me that the other night was the best night of his life.”

“He said that?”

“You two didn’t have sex again, did you?”

I nearly choked on my own saliva as he asked me that question. “W-What?!”

“I know about the night at the bar.”

“How…okay what the hell!?”

“Remember that picture that was on twitter of me pushing Zayn up against the wall?”

I nodded.

“Yeah well Harry let it slip that he saw you two going into the bathroom at the bar and that he knows you two had sex. Zayn didn’t deny it and I got mad.”

He remembers?

“He remembers?”

“As if you don’t?”

“I only said that because he let me think he doesn’t remember!”

“Aly…”

Right now, I was beyond pissed. Yeah okay, I also said that I didn’t remember anything from that night but that was because he let me think that he didn’t remember anything.

“Where is he?!”

“With the others in Harry and Niall’s hotel room.”

I didn’t waste any time as I walked past Louis and out the door. I couldn’t help myself as the tears made their way down my cheeks and I wiped them away quickly.

He lied to me.

I only fucking lied to him because he made me believe he didn’t remember.

I didn’t bother knocking on the door as I barged into the hotel room to see everyone sitting there. As soon as I was in view, Zayn quickly stood up.