Three's a Crowd

Rose and Zayn have been best friends since before they can remember. When Zayn's life is completely turned upside down and he becomes 1/5 of the world's biggest boyband, he and Rose reconnect. Upon reuniting with Zayn, Rose meets the rest of the band, and nothing could prepare her for what was to come.


11. Suspicions

Zayn POV


As I watched the two of them in the kitchen, I felt a knot form in my stomach. When she moved, he moved, like gravity. Even the slightest smile from him made her blush. What had I missed? I felt slightly betrayed. Rose was my best friend. Wasn't she supposed to tell me everything?


I ate breakfast silently, watching them out of the corner of my eye, and I couldn't help but notice things like him rubbing the back of her hand descreetly with his knuckles, or the way she bit her lip to hide a smile. They were acting almost like a couple. I couldn't let this happen, I wouldn't. I mean...I cared about Rose. A lot. That was no secret. But why did I always feel like this about every guy she's ever been with since Derek? It couldn't be jealousy, it wasn't jealousy. Just over protectiveness.


I couldn't help but remember how I felt that night on the dock as she sat there crying, my arm around her small shoulders. I moved with her every sob, and wiped away her stray tears. I ran my fingers through her tangled hair and just sheltered her from the rest of the world. At that moment, I wanted to make sure no one ever hurt her again. It made my heart ache to see her broken. And that was normal for best friends, right? Just best friends...


Then my mind flashed to a different setting, one it had never ventured into before. Rose, this morning, in her underwear. Normal best friends would be slightly embarassed, but strangely...I wasn't. I quite enjoyed it actually, and I'm not going to lie and say my thoughts were exactly PG. But I mean, I was a teenage guy, I couldn't help it. She's a hot seventeen year old with a great body, best friend or not.


I had to stop lying to myself. These thoughts weren't normal, this jealousy. Somewhere along the way it had happened, and now I didn't know what to do. Do I tell Rose, put it all out on the table? Do I tell Harry, in hopes that he'll back off? What the bloody hell do I do?


I was in love with Rosemarie Dale.

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