Maybe

(Niall and Zayn)
When bestfriends Simran & Mollie meet two boys on the tube, will something more become of it? Or will heartbreak be the only thing left?

Maybe.

Will their past change the future? Will their future affect the present?

Maybe.

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48. Dirty Little Secrets

***Simmie's POV***

 

I walk back to my room as the tears become dangerously close to spilling down my face. Quietly I shut the door and and lean on it, releasing the breath I was holding.

 

Locking the door, I wipe my tears before taking my sweats off and crawling into bed. The bed felt bigger, colder in a way, sleeping alone. I wipe my tears on my duvet before clutching it in both hands and pulling it up to my chin. Turning over, I face the window, watching the rain. Tracing the rain down my window, I calm myself down. I hear my phone ring, one, twice. Picking it up, I see it's my brother.

Hey Eth, what's up?” I ask, confused.

You know, you and that guy?”

Zayn?” I whisper down the phone.

Yeah him, he's er...” he pauses, “all over the magazines with you and some other chick. Perrie.”

Yes, Eth, I know. Thanks for calling though.” I say getting ready to hang up.

I'm not going to ask about it but I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into.”

Goodnight.” I sigh.

Goodnight Sim.” he says before two beeps signalling him hanging up.

Putting my phone on my bedside table, I get comfy for some sleep.

 

When it doesn't come, I feel so lonely. Grabbing another pillow, I hug it to my chest. Inhaling deeply, I smell Zayn. I chuck it across the room, satisfied when I see it hit my wardrobe and slide down. A timid knock hits my door.

Simmie, lovely, can I come in?” I ignore it, feigning sleep again.

Simmie, I know you're not asleep.” she whispers into my door. Giving a watery smile, I clamber out of my bed pulling on a pair of jeans.

Opening the door, Mollie comes in and sits down.

You're not okay.” she says simply.

Mollie, I'm fine. I'm tired and I have a headache. It's been a long day, it has nothing to do with Zayn.”

She smiling pityingly up at me and I sigh, rolling my eyes.

Simmie.” A deep voice says from my door.

 

Zayn.

 

He's leaning against the door-jamb, his hands in his pockets, looking at his crossed ankles. Mollie's getting up to say something but no words come. I rub my arms, trying to ward of this sudden chill as Zayn finds the courage to look at me.

Princess.” He starts looking at me. I say and do nothing, hoping he leaves me alone. “I'm sorry. Perrie and I...We're a publicity couple. I took her out a few times, as friends. She came around to see me, yeah, I'll admit it. I don't love her.” He says, running his fingers through his hair and walking slowly towards me. I keep my expression blank.

Sighing he realises I’ve had enough.

I'll call you.” he says before he walks out the door, shutting the door silently behind him. I stare at the door for a few more moments, before looking at Mollie, who's still sitting on my bed.

Mollie.” I say, still looking at the door.

He told me about Perrie. It's a publicity stunt, I know. They were photographed on the days to took me out. I've seen them walking from each others apartments, kissing. He was wearing my clothes at one point when he was walking back from her apartment. They've both been seen sneaking out in the early hours of the morning. She's moving in with him, I've seen the boxes. One was even marked “Zayn's room.” It might be a coincidence but I-,” I falter, “I don’t think so. I've seen the way they look at each other, you cant fake it. There's pictures of me and him, compared with him and Perrie. The media hates me, 'causing trouble between Zerrie.' Zayn denied all knowledge of me, claiming 'it was good photo shop by a fan.' You know how I feel about cheating. I've had enough to deal with. At the wedding, I had so many quips about how 'that'll be me next.' Ethan called me just now to ask about Zayn. He shoved a magazine under my door when I was home.” Shaking my head, I realise there's nothing left to say.

I sit down on my bed, opposite Mollie.

 

I hear my door open slightly with Niall and Zayn appearing.

Mollie, can you come here for a second?” Zayn asks Mollie; she shrugs her shoulders before walking to Zayn. Niall grabs her hand and takes her out the room, leaving me and Zayn.

I heard what you said. You're right, I did say that. I wanted to get you out of the spotlight; being seen with me will lead to that. Perrie isn’t moving in, again, it’s a publicity stunt.”

is everything a publicity stunt with you?” I ask, looking at him.

Simmie.” He drags out my name, pleading me.

Zayn, I'm not going to be your dirty little secret. I understand you and Perrie, it's a tough place to be. But cut me some slack.”

He sighs before coming closer to me, slowly like he was approaching a wild animal. I roll my eyes before getting up and walking out my room. I hear him sigh deeply before following me.

 

***

Everything okay?” Mollie asks from Niall's lap on the sofa. I'm not begrudging her of her relationship with Niall, I'm just envious of her; having a perfect relationship with the her Mr Right.

Peachy.” I reply, walking into the kitchennette, faking my classic smile. I hear someone behind me, grabbing my wrist. I yank it free but their grip tightens.

Simmie, please think about it.”

I don't need you, Zayn.” I quip.

But I need you.” he retorts.

I yank one more time, and this time he lets me free.

Stay the night, both of you.” I hear Mollie them. “Zayn, I know Simmie, They only way to her heart is a long journey. You have to start at her stomach and work from there. Just treat her right and take it slow, don't rush...”

 

Mollie's voices fades as I creep back to my room and take my jeans off, crawling back into my empty bed for dreamless sleep.

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