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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2. Sweet dreams

I sat down on my bed, it had been a week since I last saw Harry. He hadn't called or texted which was unusual. I looked at the photos on my wall, maybe I should talk to Zayn..

I stood up and walked to Zayn's house by myself in the pouring rain.

Knock knock.

"Zayn, you in?" I asked as I knocked on the door.

The door swung open and I fell into Zayn's arms. "Hey," I said.

He planted his lips on mine and pulled me back up to stand.

"Babe, you're freezing, wait here, let me get you some blankets, go right through there to the living room," Zayn said, he rushed upstairs.

I shook off a bit of the water and went into his living room admiring all the family photos. I stopped and picked up a certain framed photo, it was me and Zayn kissing. I smiled.

"Lizzie, I'm back, I got the duvets, you best take off your wet clothes," He said dumping the blankets and covers. He walked over to me and helped me pull off my soaking wet vest and trousers. He stopped and scanned down my body, I was just in my bra and pants. He leaned in close to me and wrapped his arms round my waist, pulling me close to him as our lips touched. But I pulled away shortly after.

"Liz what's wrong?" Zayn asked.

I pulled a blanket around me, "you need to know something, it's deadly serious." I sat down on the couch and Zayn sat down next to me.

"Sure, babe you tell me anything," He said and smiled at me.

"I know, I know, it's just... I'm pregnant.. and.." I began.

"Pregnant...?" Asked Zayn, he looked down at the floor in shock. "Fuuuuuuuuuck," I heard him mutter

"That's not the worst part though Zayn.. I don't know who the father is..." I said. "I'm sorry."

Zayn didn't say anything, he didn't even look up.

"Did you hear me? I said I..." I began.

"I heard," said Zayn quietly, he had no emotion. "Who are the possibilities?"

"You and Harry.." I said.

He looked up at me. "You've cheated on me then, again. Damn it Lizzie, I thought you were over that."

"No, no, it's not like that, Zayn, I love you." I said. I pulled in close.

"You love him too though?" He asked. He didn't look at me.

"Yes, but.. he doesn't know it. I just don't know Zayn, I love you both. I'm not a cheater." I said. I plumped down on the couch.

"You had sex with him and me, around the same time Liz, why would you do this to me? You know I'm crazy about you. And with my best friend too..." Zayn said, he was clearly upset, hurt and plain disappointed.

"Zayn, I know what I did was wrong. I'm sorry, infact, to prove how much I'm sorry, if you want, I'll walk out of your life forever.. and Harry's. Right now. And I'll never make contact with you again, if you want. I mean, words honestly cannot describe the pain and guilt I feel right now, and I'd do it Zayn. You know I'd do it. It'd be hard, actually.. hard isn't a big enough word. It would basically be impossible but I'd do it. Just tell me too and I'll walk away, never to see you or Harry again." I said.

"What would that solve? Do you think I don't love you? Cause I do. Alot. But, I dunno Lizz, I dunno what to do. This is a big thing ya know, we can't just brush it under the carpet and forget about it, cause karma's a bitch. This will come right back around at us and we'll be back at square one, this needs to be dealt with, the right way." Zayn said.

"So, what should we do?" I asked.

Zayn looked at the clock, "well, we should sleep, it's 1 o clock.

I stood up and gathered all my wet clothes.

"Where you going?" Asked Zayn.

"Home..?" I said, puzzled.

"You can sleep here tonight, on the sofa with me," Zayn said, he smiled. That's what i loved most about Zayn, no matter what crap had just gone on, he'd forget it, for he has a big heart. I smiled and sat down on the sofa as he stroked my hair. I layed down and Zayn did too, he put arm around my waist and patted my stomach.

"Sweet dreams," He whispered.

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