Last Chance At Forever

NON FAMOUS: Rhiannon. Torn between two guys. Her boyfriend of almost 5 years, Harry, & his best mate Zayn. Forced to choose. Who will she pick her childhood best friend, or her man on the side? Will Harry find out about Rhiannon's secrets?


6. Perfect Evening

*Rhiannon's POV*

I couldn't believe someone would go through all the trouble to do something like this for me. Harry never did anything special for me like this. He "never had time" to do anything for me. When we got here I was nervous. I couldn't help but wonder if Harry would have seen us somewhere, but after reading the text from him, I was free to enjoy my day while I could. The guilt could sink in later.

Zayn grabbed my hand and let me over to a table that had food sitting on it with a candle burning in the middle. He had all of my favorite food here. Strawberries and chicken. What more could I ask for in this moment? He sat down beside me and looked deep into my eyes and kissed me passionately. He finally stopped kissing me long enough for us to eat.

"Zayn. Thank you," I said softly.

"Anything for you love," He said flashing me a sparkling smile. "Now you just need to leave Harry for me and everything will be perfect."

"I love Harry."

"But I love you more than he does Rhiannon. Can't you see that?" He said raising his voice. "Why do you even love him? He doesn't make you feel special does he? You're just like anyone else to him. You'd never be like that to me. I'd treat you like gold. You can be my princess if you just open up your eyes and see that I want you more than he does."

"I..I just don't know Zayn," I whispered.

I could see the tears filling his eyes. It broke my heart to see him like that. He was right. He was totally right. He did make me feel special, but with Harry it just felt right. Have you ever had that feeling? When you're torn between two guys and you don't know who to go with? 

Zayn made me feel like true royalty, but I did always feel constant guilt knowing how i've been two timing Harry even though me and Zayn aren't dating. 

I looked back at Zayn, and pressed my lips hard against his. We shared a passionate kiss and I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love you," I whispered to him.


Zayn's POV

Did Rhiannon just say she loved me? I shook my head trying to get a glimpse of what had just happened. "Do you really?" I asked.

"Of course I love you. I just.. I love Harry too. We've had this conversation," She said.

"I know. But I love you too. You know that. I just wish I could call you mine."

"Maybe it will work out where you can call me yours. Just right now, I'm confused." 

"Thats okay. I understand. But how do you feel about spending the night with me on the Yacht in the back room?" I said cracking a grin.

"I'd love to." She said.

We got up from the table and walked back into the bedroom and laid down on the bed together. I had put rose pedals all over the bedroom and lit candles for us. I wrapped my arms around her and I kissed her on the forehead. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels. I stopped when it got to a familiar movie. The Notebook.

Time passed quickly and we were soon at the end of the movie. She  was trying to hold back the tears. She then looked over at me to see the tears rolling down my face. She ran her fingers through my hair.

"Awh. Look my bad boys crying," She said laughing.

"Shut it Rhi. I wasn't crying. I just... I just got something in my eye," I said trying to hold my pride.

"Its okay babe. You were crying. Just admit it," She said laughing, kissing me on the cheek.


No One's POV

Rhiannon got up pulling away from Zayn and walked out onto the deck of the yacht. Zayn quickly followed behind her. She leaned over the side of the boat looking down at the water, and Zayn walked closely behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He grabbed her hip and turned her so she was facing him. They looked deep into each others eyes. Zayn started to sing her a familiar song. 

"Baby I will wait for you, cause I don't know what else I can do,

don't tell me I ran out of time. If it takes the rest of my life,

baby I will wait for you. If you think I'm fine, it just ain't true.

I really need you in my life, no matter what I have to do,

I'll wait for you."

Rhiannon couldn't stop smiling. She kissed him interrupting him from singing to her. She wrapped her arms around her neck, and smiled. 

"That is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me." She said. 

"Good. I just want to show you that I'm what you need," He whispered to her.

Rhiannon's phone rang in her pocket. She pulled out her IPhone to see an incoming call from Harry. She looked up at Zayn with large eyes. 


Rhiannon's POV

"Hello," I said.

"Hello love," Harry said. "I'm glad you finally decided to answer this time. I called you like four times."

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't know my phone rang." I looked over at Zayn and saw the hurt in his eyes. I couldn't keep this up. I was hurting them both more and more every day. 

"So I was thinking that I could take you to Caprizi tomorrow. Sound good?"

Caprizi was our favorite restaurant. We both loved Italian food and we always went there together.

"Sure. What time?" I asked.

"Say 12?" Harry asked. "I wanted to go for lunch."

"Thats cool," I said sarcastically. "Look I'm busy I have to go."

"I love you Rhiannon. Don't forget it."

"I love you too," I said hanging up the phone.

I didn't notice that Zayn had left my side. I turned to look for him and didn't see him anywhere. I guess he had gone back to the room while I was on the phone. I walked back into the room to see him just sitting on the bed. I sat down beside him and tried to kiss him on the cheek but he just turned away from me. Had me and Harry's conversation really hurt him that bad? He knows how I feel about Harry. I always let him know that I am in love with Harry. But shit. I did tell Zayn I loved him too.

"I'm sorry," I said. It was all I could manage to say.

"No Rhiannon. You don't even know what you do to me," He said.

I didn't know how to respond to that. I just looked at him trying to hold back the tears. What if he said he didn't want anything to do with me anymore?

"I love you. I love you more than Harry does. You know that. You say you love him, and you say you love me. Rhiannon make up your damn mind." He said getting angrier with every word he said. "I spent my whole day with you showing my love for you. I planned all this out FOR YOU. I sang to you, I brought your favorite food and movie. What else do you want me to do?"

"Zayn. Its not like that. I love you but I'm in a complicated situation right now. You know that."

"Yes Rhiannon I know. We've been sneaking around for almost a year. I think its time that you make up your mind. Its either him or me."

I leaned my head on his shoulder and didn't say anything. What else was there to say. I was going to lunch with Harry tomorrow anyway, so I would make my decision then. Zayn and I got under the covers and drifted off into a deep sleep. 

When I woke up the next morning, I was still in Zayn's arms. I grabbed my phone off of the bedside table and looked at the time. It was 10:45. Shit! 

"Zayn. Zayn. Zayn. Wake Up!" I yelled shaking him.

"What?" He asked still half asleep. 

"You have to take me home. Now. I need to go home and get dressed if you want me to make a decision!" I shouted. Stress was not my friend. I had never been able to cope with things when they got like this. I just got irritable. I walked out of the room and out onto the deck of the boat. Zayn followed behind me quickly. He knew how I was when I got pissed off. 

We walked out to the car. He opened the door for me and helped me in. He quickly stepped to the other side of the car and got in, starting up the car. He drove back to my house quickly. I grabbed my phone and texted Harry.

To: Hazza <3 

Text: I'm soooo sorry, but can I meet you there at 12:30? I lost track of time.


*At Rhiannon's House*

"Thank you for everything Zayn. I'll call you later." I said kissing him on the cheek.

"Okay. I love you." He said.

I just smiled and stepped out of the car. He mumbled something under his breath but I couldn't quite figure out what it was. It probably wasn't anything important. I got out of the car and ran into my house. I was running low on time and I still had to get ready. It was now 11. It took me 30 minutes to even get there. 

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