The Other Side Of Love [Leigharry/Zeigh]

“You don’t seem too happy to see me.” Zayn stated the obvious, his hands slipping into the pockets of his pants. He was wearing a simple white shirt and some dark jeans, but the sight was enough to leave Leigh-Anne breathless. The way his muscles looked through the shirt was heavenly. Her hands had started to get clammy, the once delicious warm weather too hot all of a sudden.

“It was a mistake, Zayn. We can’t see each other anymore.” She frowned, feeling bad for the boy but standing her ground nevertheless. What she had with Harry wasn’t worth jeopardizing. No one could ever mean as much as he did to her, so this whole thing with Zayn would have to end as quickly as possible.

“Why not?”

“Because I have a fiancé. I’m getting married next year, that’s why.”

“That didn’t stop you from kissing me the other night.”