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?


15. Promise Me Something

*Rhiannon's POV*

We got into my car and drove off to somewhere I'm sure Zayn would love to go. The Promenade. It was beautiful scenery and great restaurants, of course he would love it. We arrived at The Promenade shortly later. It was beautiful. The sky was turning orange and red as the sun was going down. Zayn and I walked along the water hand in hand. I was taking him somewhere that he loved; The Melting Pot.

We walked inside of the dark building and were seated very close to the door. We were beside a window that was overlooking the beautiful sunset. The waiter turned-on the eye and brought out a free appetizer and sat it on the eye. He brought out a bowl of hot cheese and bread and things to dip in it.

"Rhiannon. How did you know this was my favorite place to go?" Zayn asked.

"Lucky guess," I said laughing. 

The waiter came back and asked what kind of meat we wanted to cook. We replied steak and he was off to the kitchen to put in our order. Thats what I loved about this restaurant. They just bring you pots of stuff and you cook your food yourself. Zayn and I talked for a bit until I saw a familiar face making way out of the door. Harry. He was with that bitch Alice that he use to talk to. I sudden rage came over me.

I jumped up from the table and walked outside following Harry and Alice. "Harry what the hell?" I shouted. He turned around and cringed at the sight of me. "You can't call me back? We were engaged for God's sake," I said.

"Rhiannon. I think we both know that that thing we had wasn't working anymore," He said calmly. "It just think its best if we don't see each other anymore." He turned his back to me and walked back down the boardwalk hand in hand with Alice. I don't know why I was so infuriated, I wanted Zayn but I didn't like seeing Harry with her. I walked back inside and sat at the table. Neither one of us said anything for the rest of the time we were at dinner. We just ate in nothing but silence.

Zayn picked up the bill and we walked back outside. It was now dark and the boardwalk was illuminated with the lights by the water. I grabbed his hand and looked at him and smiled. No reaction. He just looked the other way. "Zayn. Whats wrong?" I asked.

"You. Why would you tell me you wanted me and then see Harry and chase him?" He asked. 

"I don't know. I just can't stand her Zayn! I do want you though. You and only you," I said.

He leaned in a pressed his lips against mine. He grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine. "How about we go buy you something really nice from Tiffany's," He said.

"Zayn. No. I don't want you spending that kind of money on me," I said even though secretly I did want him to shower me with gifts.

"I insist Rhi."

We walked into the front glass doors of Tiffany & Co and were instantly greeted by many women who worked there. They couldn't take their eyes off of Zayn. I tried not to let it bother me. I mean he was holding my hand, not theirs. We walked over to the box with all the necklaces in it. Zayn let go of my hand and whispered something to the man that was behind the counter. He picked up the phone and rang the front desk. A short woman with blonde hair come prancing over to me and insisted on taking me upstairs to look at their new collection. Zayn smiled and told me to go on. 

"What's your name?" She asked me.

"Rhiannon, and you?" I asked.

"Luna," She said. The name suited her. We arrived up on the second floor and there were many cases of jewelry and many magazines laid out on the boxes.

"Are you looking for anything in particular?" She asked.

"No. My boyfriend (I guess he was my boyfriend) wanted to buy me something," I said laughing.

She smiled and led me over to a box that was filed with diamonds that were glinting in the light. She pulled out a necklace that had a heart and said Tiffany on it. It was gorgeous but not my style. "I don't really like this," I said. This whole situation with this woman was just awkward to me. Why did she want to bring me up here? 

"I have to go," I said. I walked back down the stairs to see Zayn sitting on a bench with a bag in his hand. I smiled and walked over to him.

"Lets go back to my place Rhiannon," He said cracking a grin. We walked back out to my car and drove back to Zayn's house. Thoughts of Harry with Alice were flooding my mind. I hoped the best for them. I wasn't going to be jealous of her. I had something right now that was better than anything I ever had with Harry.

Zayn and I walked in to his house and sat down on the bed together. He kissed me on the cheek and grabbed my hand. He pulled out two blue boxes out of the Tiffany bag and handed them to me. "Just think of it as an early birthday present," He said. How could I forget my own birthday. It was tomorrow. 

I opened up the first box and looked at the beautiful necklace that was in the box. It had a Z with diamonds encrusted into it. I handed it to Zayn and he put the necklace around my neck. I opened the next box and their was a small diamond ring in it. I looked at Zayn, shocked. 

"Rhiannon," He said pulling the ring out of the box. "I want us to be together and be together for a while. I know things have been complicated for us but I have one last question for you. Will you accept this promise ring, and promise to me that you will be faithful to me and always be there?"

"Of course I will Zayn," I said smiling. He slid the ring on my finger and kissed me. I guess this answered my question. We were officially together.

I walked over to a drawer in his dresser and pulled out a shirt of his and slipped it on. He changed and crawled into the bed waiting on me while I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed. I took my makeup off then pulled my hair into a top knot.

I climbed into bed facing him. Our bodies pressed against each other. His hand wrapped around my lower waist. My head against his chest and my hand resting on his lower back. There is no noise in the room besides the sounds of the two of us breathing. The sound washes over me as I kiss him on his neck. "Goodnight Rhiannon," He said.

"I love you," I said. A smile grew on his face. "I love you too," he said.

Tomorrow I was going to wake up to two things. The man I love next to me and me turning a year older. It was the day I turned nineteen.

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