Zayn Imagines

I like you too...

"Harry!!!!," I yelled, while running after a smirking Harry, "Give my phone back!!!!"

"Not a chance, this is waaaay too interesting!," he said, as he gave you a cheeky wink. I couldn't believe how I could have been so stupid, I left my phone in the living room when I went to the bathroom. Stupid, stupid!

"Let's see..... Ah, messages, always fun!"

"No, Harry, please! Do not read my messages!", I begged him. If he would see any of your those, you'd be so dead. There's a couple of ones where you and your best friend Leah are talking about your crush on Zayn. And Harry didn't know about that. You wanted to keep it that way, because if he'd find out, he wouldn't stop making fun of you, and he would tell the other guys for sure.

"Harry, please, I'm begging you! This isn't funny anymore!", I said, while I got on my knees.

"Ooh, you're even getting on your knees? These must be some really interesting messages, then!" He scrolled down the screen of my phone, looking for my inbox. "NO!!!! HARRY!!!!! DON'T!!!" he kept scrolling, until he found it.

This was it. Goodbye social life, from now on everything would be awkward between you and Zayn, and the other boys, thanks to Harry. Or, actually, thanks to yourself. You should've locked your phone with a code or pattern, but you forgot to do that. Stupid, stupid!!

"Well, well, (y/n)! What's this?" He started to read your messages out loud. "'Haz and Lou were so annoying today, they threw me in the pool! Xoxo'" he laughed. "Sent to Leah. You didn't like that? I thought it was funny!", he said with a smirk on his face. "And ohh, what's this? Tssss, you girls were gossiping about us? Oh, wait, there's something about Zayn here, too! Hmm, let's see...."

"NOOOOOOO DON'T READ THAT!!!!!!!! PLEASE HARRY I AM BEGGING YOU!!! GOD, PLEASE!!!!"

"I didn't think so.", he stated.

Oh God. You would be so dead in a couple of seconds.

With a girly voice Harry read: "'Hey Leah, I need to talk to you about Zayn. I really like him, but the lads always tease him with 'his girl', and I'm not sure if he has a gf...x' Haha, that's- oh wait........ You like Zayn?" He looked surprised, yet amused. Then he looked at you with a little twinkle in his eyes.

You blushed, and stared at your feet. Then, you noticed Harry was staring, so you asked: "What?"

"Nothing, it's just... Haha, I just wish Zayn could hear this!"

"That's not funny, Harry!"

"Well, maybe he did hear it.......", a different voice said.

It was Zayn, who was walking into the kitchen, where you guys were arguing.

"Awkwaaaaard!!!!", Harry said, and he left the room.

Zayn and I didn't look at each other, we just stood in front of each other, very uncomfortably.

Then, Zayn said: "Is it true, what Harry read?"

I felt my cheeks getting red. "Uhh, I- I don't know...."

"Because I really hope it is" He quickly looked up at me, then looked at his feet again, blushing.

"R-really?", you stuttered.

"Yes, I really like you, (y/n). I just was afraid of what you'd think of me."

"I like you too, very much. But I thought that you had a girlfriend. The lads were always teasing you about 'your girl'...." When I said that last part, he smiled.

"They were talking about you. They knew that I like you."

"Oh... Well, that's-" I was interrupted by Zayn's lips crashing on mine. He kissed me sweet, and gentle. I tangled my fingers in his soft black hair, playing with it. He put one hand on my waist, and with the other, he cupped my cheek.

After a few moments, pulled back, and said: "Will you be my girlfriend, (y/n)?"

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