"When will you be back?" Zayn asked, raising an eyebrow."I don't know" You respond, trying to mask your lies by adding more, "These meetings run long sometimes."Zayn nodded and turned his back to you. He was getting more suspicious by the day. Only half believing your alibi's. Deceiving him was becoming unbearable, but you couldn't stop returning to your lover.Harry; The mere thought of him sending shivers down your spine.Shaking your head firmly, returning to reality you clear your voice, "Erm. I'll be back ok, love?"Zayn turned his head, giving the inclination that he heard you.As you walked out the door, Zayn clenched his fists as he felt his heart break, "I'll miss you."
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Zayn's POV
Three cars behind her, I start to feel uneasy.Maybe she was going to a meeting and I was just being ridiculous. Maybe these gloomy thoughts were nothing but a dark fantasy that I made up. I was just being a insecure boyfriend.Yet, if it were only in my head how could have Niall noticed too? Noticed her long absences; Noticed her blank stare, as if her thoughts were elsewhere.Niall's words taunting my mind as he pulled me aside and whispered, "What's going on with you two, mate?" I stared over at my girlfriend of 5 years and knew he was right. Things weren't the same. Looking back at Niall I noted the look of concern on his face as he shook his head, the next words he muttered the single worst thing I had been dreading, "Are you sure, she's.. you know, staying faithful?"The words rung in my ears everyday since they were spoken. That was almost a week ago.Now I were following her black mercedes through the heart of town. The uncertainty eating at my brain like a bug gnawing on a half rotten apple.Sweat began to bead down my face as her blinker flashed three cars ahead.Turning left onto a familiar street, my heart starting to race. My palms slipped slowly down the steering wheel as I began to break left down the same street.House by house went by until, finally, she began to slow down.Stopping three houses down I waited with baited breath as she stepped out of her car.Her heels clicking against the marble stairs leading up to the town house. Watching as her hand knocked on the door. As the door opened I felt my mind fog over as I saw a face I knew. The face of a friend. I watch as Harry Styles takes my girlfriend, kisses her lips, and gives her entrance to his
home.
