Torn

A One Direction fanfiction for all you Directioners out there, this one is about a girl, Lizzie. She is torn between the two loves of her life...Harry and Zayn but there's a dramatic twist! She's pregnant but who's the dad? My first fanfic:3

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11. Let the games begin

"Zayn," Harry said.

"Yeh?" Replied Zayn.

Both boys were avoiding eye contact with each other, instead, they were looking at me. I found it very uncomfortable.

"We're just going to have to face it..." Began Harry.

"We're in love with the same girl," Zayn added.

They both nodded in agreement.

"What should we do, bro?" Asked Zayn a while later, he sighed in pain and put his head in his hands.

Harry's eyes began to go red and puffy, and noticeable tears dripped down his face. I wanted to say something, anything, but this, this was not a right place for sympathy. 

"I just don't know," Said Harry, he took a deep breath.

I burst into tears, right there, right then. Both boys came over to comfort me. "I think I have the solution," I cried out and rubbed my red cheeks.

Both boys looked up at me, anxious yet a little excited for the solution.

"A little while ago I told myself what love actually meant, it went on for a while, but I won't, I won't go on. I wanna make this short and sweet but memorable. A little while ago I told myself it was too hard to choose over you guys, then it came to my head the situation 'all or nothing'. Both of you or none of you. And because I can't choose, it's none of you. Boys, I'm so sorry." I cried out.

Harry fell onto his knees and Zayn just sat down on the sofa, trying to fight his tears.

"Lizzie, please," Harry begged.

"Harry, I don't see any other way," I replied quietly before reaching him, pulling him closer to me and hugging his curls.

"I do," I heard from the direction of Zayn.

We both looked at Zayn, "what?" I asked him, without doubt. I released Harry's curls and placed my hands on Zayn's lap, eager to know.

"What about, erm.." He said, lifting his head up. He looked at me and smiled.

"A date-off?" Asked Harry. He winked at me.

Harry and Zayn both waited for my answer. "Sounds cool." I said after a while.

"What are the rules?" Asked Zayn, he rubbed his hand down the left side of his face.

"What do you mean?" Asked Harry, this was the first time Harry had spoken to Zayn directly in a while. He had finished off his words, but this was actually speaking to him face to face.

"What are the rules? Like, is there a rule of who takes her out on a certain night and stuff?" Zayn said.

"Urm,  yeah. It goes you, me, you, me, every.. urm, Friday?" He suggested.

We all nodded and they shook hands.

"Great, so, who's first?" Zayn asked.

"Urm, you," Said Harry.

"Cheers," Said Zayn.

"Alright, I'd better be going then," I said. "Coming, Zayn?" I asked.

I would have asked Harry to join me as well, if it hadn't of been his house we were in.

"Yeh," Zayn replied.

We headed out the door and I felt my hand being held by his, I blushed. When we approached my house, Zayn came very close to my ear.

"See you on Friday, my love," He said and kissed my cheek gently. He grinned then returned to my ear whispering, "Let the games begin."

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