Cheater

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We all went back home. Iris, Tyler and I got back before the guys. I went upstairs and changed before lying on my bed. I stared at the ceiling. A few minutes later, I heard noises I Zayn’s room and I knew he was home. He had changed before walking in to my room and lying beside me. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye.

“I knew you were gonna do something tonight,” I told him. He leaned up on one elbow and looked down at me.

“How did you know?” he asked.

“I just had a feeling,” I said. I leaned over and kissed his cheek again. “Thank you,” I smiled and sat back up. He looked down at me and smiled.

“You don’t have any plans for tomorrow night do you?” he asked. I shook my head no.

“Not tomorrow night, no. I am supposed to go to lunch with Brea tomorrow, I think, maybe that is the day after tomorrow. I’ll text her and find out, but no, no plans tomorrow night.” He laughed and smiled before kissing me on the nose.

“Good, keep it that way,” he said. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“And what happens if Tyler wants to go somewhere at the last minute?” I asked.

“He won’t,” he said with a smirk. I laughed.

“Okay, what if Iris wants to go somewhere?”

“She won’t, not tomorrow,” he said looking down at me. Something clicked in my brain and I laughed.

“You have something planned don’t you, and you told them to make sure not to ask me to go anywhere tomorrow night didn’t you?” He didn’t say anything; he just had that smirk on his face and bit his lip. “Don’t do that,” I said using my thumb to pull his lip from between his teeth.

“Why not?” he laughed.

“Just don’t,” I blushed and turned my face. He reached his hand up to my chin and turned my face back to him and kissed me softly.

“I thought you had learned not to turn away when you blush,” he said, keeping his face inches from mine. I took a breath and looked up at him.

“Only sometimes,” I almost whispered. There was a knock on the door and we turned our heads.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. I’ll come back later.”

“Ty, you weren’t interrupting anything. Zayn was just teasing me about blushing. Did you need something?” I asked him as I pushed Zayn off of me.

“Yea, um Brea is downstairs and needs to talk to you, like now,” he said before walking out the door. I started talking to myself.

“Why is Brea here? I just saw her at the show and she was fine. My phone didn’t even go off,” I said as I searched my purse for my phone. I pulled it out and looked at it, 5 text messages and 2 missed calls all from Brea. “Shit. I left my phone on silent when we left,” I said before I turned to Zayn. “I’ll be back.” I turned and ran downstairs to find her on the couch with Tyler, crying. Niall and Iris had gone upstairs to give us some privacy. I sat beside her and hugged her too. “Brea, I’m sorry I didn’t answer my phone. I put it on silent at the concert and forgot to turn it back on. Tell me what’s wrong?” I asked softly. She took a few breaths and calmed her crying before looking at me.

“Jay,” was all she said as she handed me a paper. I looked at it and there were pictures of Jay and some girl walking down the street with his arm around her with the headline ‘Trouble in Paradise?’

“Brea, I’m sure there is an explanation for this. The Jay I know wouldn’t do that to a girl. The Jay I know would talk to a girl if he wanted to get rid of her, he wouldn’t cheat and let the paps take care of it for him. Have you talked to him?” I asked.

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