I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way...

Once

hello. sorry for the looooong wait, i felt terrible for it. i feel u need a better explanation, but i dont have one. so here you go. enjoy it. u deserve it. baaiii.

Ariana POV

When Zayn got to LA, they had already left. I lay in my bed, the covers pulled over my body. I was hiding.

"Ariana?" I heard him yell, "Ariana, where are you?" 

I felt Jai press his body into mine. He was just as scared as I was. 

"My r-room." My throat was sore from screaming and I couldn't speak properly.

"Her room." Jai managed to speak louder and Zayn's footsteps got closer. 

The door swung open. 

"What the hell happened here?" Zayn demanded, and Liz walked in behind him. "The house is a mess!"

"They came." I choked out.

"Who did?" Liz asked.

"Some paparazzi. They wanted pictures of the house." I started to cry. "They thought me and Jai had gone on a business trip along with my mom. They thought everyone was out."

Zayn shook his head.

"Paparazzi would never do this. They wouldn't trash your house." He said.

"There were some other guys without cameras," Jai said. "But they were just for back up, I guess."

Zayn didn't listen to him. 

"Get out of bed, both of you.We're taking this to the police and management. This is ridiculous."

"Zayn," Liz warned. "Don't take it all out on them. They're in shock."

"Not in enough shock though," He grunted, "Had a nice fuck under there?"

"Zayn!" Liz raised her voice.

"We were hiding." I argued.

"Shut up."  He shot back at me and it hit me right in the heart. He'd never spoken to me like that, well, he'd never made me feel like that by speaking to me like that.

"Zayn, I swear to god." Liz pulled him by the arm and took him outside. She shut the door and made sure to whisper so I couldn't listen in.

"I can't believe he said that to me." I said quietly. Jai didn't listen. He had fallen asleep.

I regretted my birthday last year. I've regretted everyday since. To be honest, I hated Zayn. He left me with the boy who was hiding things from me. I could be engaged to Zayn. But instead im with a boy who doesn't give a fuck. He is funny though, and I do love Jai. I kept telling myself that I wasn't a bad person, neither was Jai and it was Zayn who was in the wrong, but as soon as he walked back into my bedroom everything I just thought was a lie. 

I loved Zayn.

Zayn POV

"I apologise." I said.

"properly." I heard Liz's stern voice from outside.

"Sorry for telling you to shut up."

"Zayn. Say sorry to Jai." 

"No." 

"It's okay," Ariana sat up and looked to her side. That's when I noticed Jai, asleep next to her.

"No, I really am sorry." I grimaced. "sorry for leaving you with that." I nodded over to Jai.

Ariana rolled her eyes.

"I don't forgive you for that." Ariana stood up. "I will never forgive you for that."