Hate Turns To Lust (One Direction/ Zayn Malik Fanfic)

♪ Chapter 16 ♪

~Harry's P.O.V~

My smile faded as Aria left the house. Though I knew Aria was joking about Irena thinking that I wasn't good enough, I still was concerned if I was or not. I stared at my phone and I had an interior battle with myself on whether I should call Irena or not.

I finally clicked the button and it rang a few times before Irena's beautiful voice rang through my ear sending shivers down my spine.

"Hello?" She muttered.

"Sorry love, did I wake you?" I asked concerned.

"Oh no... I woke up myself, just now," She replied.

I chuckled, "You don't have to lie to me and tell me that I didn't wake you," I smiled though she couldn't see me.

"Well it doesn't matter anyways," She stated.

"Well I just wanted to ask you is you are free." I said nervously.

{"Sure, but how come no one reads my book and Anthea won't update?" (<---A/N this is what happens when you let your friends have your password... Anyways back to the story.)}

"I don't know... Anna and Saina called earlier and they wanted to see me," She said un-sure.

"Oh," I replied disappointed.

"But, I am not sure if I wanted to see them yet so if it's alright, can you come to my place and we can just hang out?" She suggested.

My face brightened up and a grin replaced my frown," Definitely, I'll be there in 10," I stated.

"Wait no! Come by in about thirty, I need to get ready," She muttered.

"Okay, bye love." I chuckled and hung up.

I quickly went to my room and changed out of my sweat pants and t-shirt then put on a pair of chinos and a fresh t-shirt on. I walked back to the lounge and grabbed my phone and some movies. I don't think Aria would mind if I just took some.

I looked at the clock and noticed that only ten minutes have passed. I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair, thinking of what I should do. I just shrugged and walked out the door, deciding that I would just get there earlier. It took about ten minutes for me to walk there, since I took my time.

I was ten minutes early but I doubt Irena would really mind. I knocked on the door and a tall bloke that looked older than me, opened the door.

"You must be Harry," He crossed his arms over his chest, giving me a frown.

"Yes, I am. Is Irena here?" I asked trying to look past him.

"Yes, but not so fast... You broke my sister's heart once and I am not going to let you do it again," He said seriously.

"Oh, you're Irena's brother... Phillip right?" I said trying to be nice.

"Yeah, and if you hurt my sister physically or emotionally again, I would literally slit your throat," He stated, giving me a death glare.

"Get out of the way Phillip," A voice said behind him and Phillip was pushed out of the way.

My eyes landed on Irena and even though she was  in a simple pair of denim shorts and a cute yellow tank top, she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was braided to the side covering her bandaged shoulder.

"Just trying to help," Philip broke into a grin.

"Yeah, whatever dork. Now leave," She pointed up the stairs.

Phillip put his hands up in defense and smiled at me, "It was nice meeting you man," He said before walking up the stairs. I guess Phillip wasn't as threatening as he looked.