Where We Should've Stopped

"You don't really care, do you?" he whispered
"Nope." I respond briefly biting my lip

"But she's your best friend!"

"I told you I don't f ucking care Zayn either kiss me or f uck off." I'm irritated and he's obviously a little bitch if he's worrying about her feelings.

"You know I love you right?" he mumbles

"Then prove it!" I turn around, ready to walk away.

"F uck this." he says pulling me by the hips back into his chest.

"Much better" I smile while looking up at him pulling in for a selfish kiss.

She won't find out....I hope because while he's kissing me I'm thinking about the first time I saw her in class freshman year avoiding eye contact with the entire class. Fuck.

I pull away quick and he's staring at me with a worried expression.

"Umm" I gulp down my nervousness.

"I can't do this to her. This has to stop now before we're too far in and you're breaking my heart"

"Are you kidding me?" he looks shocked

"You f ucking kissed me back, we've been sneaking around for months and now you're pulling this bullshit? No...no f uck that. I want you." he's mad and I don't know how to react.

"I'm sorry ok? I need to go" I grab my bag and head for the door, once I get there I turn around and tell him exactly what I'm thinking.

"This has to stop, we can't keep this up and we won't. You love me, sure....but you love her more." I feel like crying but I don't. "Just...Just don't contact me, if you see me ignore me. Please do this for me. No more contact...delete my number and I'll delete yours. I promise this is for the best."

Before he could even get a word in I quickly make an exit. I know it's for the best.