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Harrys POV .

I awoke to the humming of a females voice. I blinked a few times till I found myself lying on an unfamiliar bed. I looked around till my eyes landed on the petite figure of Sam. She was wearing a long Tshirt and I was hoping she was wearing something under. Her hair was in a messy pony tail.

"S-Sam?" I mumbled

She turned around and grinned "oh good you're awake" she cheered quietly

"Why you whispering?" I said aloud and she widened her eyes and clasped he hand over my mouth

"Shh my mom is asleep. If she sees you here she'll murder me and go mad" she whispered

I nodded and she removed her hands from my mouth
"Uhm so I think I should-

"How'd you sleep?" She winked as she sat on my lap making me feel uneasy

I gulped and gently pushed her off as she frowned. The memories from last high flooded my mind. All I could think of was how stupid I was and I felt ashamed for taking her virginity. She deserved someone who actually loved her.

"Great actually and you love?"

"Amazing" she whispered

"Good, well I must get going my mom must've been worried sick" I said and began to pull my jeans up

"Oh okay, are we doing anything today?"
I shook my head and slipped my boots on and grabbed my car keys along with my phone

"I- I'm sorry" I looked down at the floor

I really wanted to tell her that, I don't really love her that it was wrong for me to take her virginity and that it shouldn't have been me. It never should have.

"Why are you sorry babe?" She asked curiously

I sighed "i Uhm im sorry I took your purity" I said and looked at her eyes ones at time to see her frowning

"Don't be" she cupped my cheeks "im glad it was you"

I held her wrists and and set them down by her side "it never should it have been me" I whispered and ran out quietly

Nevaeh's pov .

I really needed to stop writing this stupid music. Yeah shocker? I'm into writing music and I play the guitar. I can't sing thought that's the thing. Don't judge.

I finished the song and closed my journal and left it under my bed.

"Nev! I'm going to work I'll be home late! I left 50 pounds in the cabinets for you okay" I hear my dad call

"Yes dad" I called out and sighed

He's always gone im always alone

Then it came to me, I need to end thigs with zayn today.

It was as if he had some special power because my phone rang making me jump in my seat. I swiped the answer button and answered zayns call

"Zayn" I said sternly

"Hey I was wondering if you wanted to go out today"

Dang it

"Where to"

"Starbucks"

I sighed "okay I'll meet you there" I sighed and hung up without another word

I slipped my timbaland boots on and my beanie and headed out. Wait I don't have a car. I saw the Mustangs car keys hanging on the wall and I smirked.

Dad does have two cars for a reason right? If not why would he have them here? Not like I'm going to crash it or anything just going two blocks away.

"I will be needing you" I squealed and skipped away.
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I arrived Infront of starbucks to find zayns car already parked out front, I felt my stomach tie into knots. I let out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding, I held in tight to the door handle of Starbucks and engaged the fresh aroma of coffee beans.

I looked around to find Zayn waving at me with two Cuppas infront of him. He gave me a smile and stood up as he opened his arms wide for me to hug him instead I smiled.

He pulled me in for a hug as I just left my hands on my sides but when he tried to kiss me I pushed him away as I have him a glare. I shook my head and sat down across from him. He looked utterly confused and I really don't blame him. He reached his hand out to touch mine but I causally took my hand back.

"What's wrong?"

It's now or never

"I Cant do this anymore" I sighed

He furrowed is eyes "do what?"

I pointed between us both "us. Im sorry but you've never been there for me and quite frankly I feel like I don't have the strong feelings I used to have for you as back then. I'm sorry" I said and took the cuppa he paid for and smiled but he took a firm grip on my wrist. Too tight for my likening. I winced a little and janked my hand back

"You can't do this" he growl d under his breathe

"I'm sorry Zayn but I just did."

"After all I've done for you"

I laughed "Zayn Zayn zayn." I shook my head "name at least three thigs you've done for me"

I waited a few minutes watching him think

"Exaclty" I said and walked out

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