We Were Just Best Friends

Zayn's just broken up with Perrie. He's heartbroken... and wasted. There's a lovely lady standing on the corner, beckoning him over. He can't do it though.
Harry could however....
Zayn and Kate become really close, talking almost everyday, even when Zayn's on tour.
he surprises her by not telling when he is back in town. Harry though cannot wait.

btw: i have nothing against Perrie and Zayn :) Or Harry for that matter.


3. Kate's story

"Where do you want me to start?" Katherine asks, biting her lip.

"I don't know. How about your childhood?"

She took a breath and started. "Well, I was born in 1991, into a middle class family. My father worked for the government and my mother was a part time nanny.

"I lived a comfortable life, averaging good grades. I worked hard and got excepted in to Oxford. My parents payed."

I interrupted now. "You were going to school? For what?"

"Um, a physiology degree. I was working on getting my masters and a doctorate at the same time. I was going to work with veterans with P.T.S.D, or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder." She hesitated for moment, glancing at me.

"In my sophomore year of college, my parents died in a plane crash."

I was shocked, and mumbled I'm sorry for your loss or some crap like that.

She nodded slowly. "It's okay. I'm better now, I guess. Me and my parents weren't really that close, with their jobs and my school work.

"Anyway, I really wanted to stay in college but couldn't find a job. So i became a... a prostitute."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Hey look," she said defensively, "I needed the money. But my job was, and still is dangerous and that and school became too much. I quit University. I needed a flat and food so, I kept the job. And that's my story, Malik, happy?"

I just went over and patted her on the back. She let a few tears escape, quickly wiped them and tried to smile at me.

"You know, I feel a lot better now. I've never really told anybody the entire story like that." She giggled at herself and finished, "And I'm the person with half a physiology degree."

I laughed along with her, then glanced at the clock. 1:30. "Shoot." I said under my breath. "Listen, I have to go, the boys are probably wondering where I am. If you ever want to talk again or something, here's my number."
She was cute I decided.  Maybe, just maybe....

Do you need a ride?"  Katherine asked.
Crap, I didn't think of that. "Yeah."

"Okay, here's your coat," she said, getting it from the couch.

She drove me home as I switched from one music station to the next. She finally grabbed my wrist. "Stop it. I like this song."

I chuckled and leaned back looking out the window.

"Turn here," I directed. She complied and turned down a familiar street. I hopped out and shut the door. Kate rolled down the window. "Bye, Zayn Malik. Talk to you later." And just like that she drove off.

I turned and stared at the apartment building. Now to face the boys.

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