Pinky Promises

"Well tell me something. Tell me a lie." I asked him. He thought to himself for a moment and then smiled. "I hate you." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. I turned to face him. "Now tell me something true." I whispered. "I love you. I could never hurt you and I never will." He finally spoke. I giggled to myself. "Promise?" I stuck my pinky up at him. He intertwined his pinky with mine and leaned in next to my ear. "Promise."


14. Forgiving And Forgetting

Zayn's POV: Now I was cigarette free. I was also single, sadly, but hey, now I can go party hard. I can have fun, and I'm sure Perrie and I will get back together soon. It was time for clubbing and I guess im going solo since Louis and Liam are out at the movies with their girls. I guess I'm the only single one. As I drove down the street. I noticed a beautiful woman making her way over the bridge and down the road. As I began to stop the car, I realized it was Kaylie, and she was crying. Her eyes were torn, her face was puffy and her smile was screaming for some comfort. I rushed out and grabbed her. Alarmed, she began to fight me off but then realized who it was. The plopped to the ground and buried her face into my chest.

"Shh it's okay." I whispered, hoping she would calm down. And she did. She looked into my eyes. We didn't say anything. She was overly tired. She then rested her eyes and before I knew it, she was asleep. I've never seen her this torn apart before. I carried her in my car and drove to my house. I guess this means no clubbing tonight. I put her in my bed and called Niall.

"Hey man, what's wrong with Kaylie?" I asked.

"We have no clue. Harry's gone. He left the restaurant. Where's kaylie?" he asked, very worried.

"I found her crying on the side of the road. She passed out, so I took her to my place. She's resting now." I explained.

"Zayn, do you know if they had a fight? Or what has caused it?" I heard Olivia asked. She must of snatched the phone from Niall's hands.

"Not at all. Should I call him?" I asked, still a bitworried.

"He hasn't answered any of my calls. Maybe you should try?" Kaylie asked.

"yeah, hold up." I hung up and dialed Harry's number.

"Harry, what the fuck is going on?" I asked him.

"I'm sick of these silly games." I heard him say.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"Are you supplying her with cigarettes or something?" he asked me.

"No, we stopped."

"Well it sounds to me she quit a couple of hours ago. Is she coming over everyday to smoke with you?" he was going insane.

"Harry, you're girlfriend was bawling her eyes out a few miles from her hotel. She passed out, she cried so hard." I explained.

"She's not my girlfriend." and with that, he hung up. I threw my phone at the wall and slide down the bedroom door, outside the bedroom to be exact. She was a wreck, I've never seen her this upset. I rested my eyes a bit and when I opened them, I was laying on the floor of both rooms, the living room and the bedroom. I looked around for Kaylie, and she was no where to be found. I got up and saw a note on the coffee table.

'Hey, thanks for letting me stay the night. sorry that you had to see me that way. I never want my friends to see me like that. i'm going to my house so I guess i'll ttyl. -Kaylie'

I shook my head, getting my keys. I decided to pay a quick visit before heading to Kaylie's.


Harry's POV: I woke up and rolled over to kiss my beautiful girlfriend, but I fell straight onto the floor. I got up and looked around. Oh, right. I quickly made the bed and fetched a bowl of cereal. When I did so, I heard the door slam open. It was Zayn.

"Oh hey. Come over to find Kaylie, didja?" I ate a spoonful of my cereal and put my legs up onto the coffee table.

"Actually no, I came to visit you." he shut the door and locked it. I chuckled to myself.

"I see. If you want me to start smoking too, your out of luck. I don't do that kind of-" I felt a fist collide into my upper cheek, the cereal flying across the room. "What the hell?"

"You don't know what you've done to her. And because she smokes? That is low." he told him. I got up.

"No, sneaking around with your best friend's girlfriend is low. Even for you Zayn." I shouted.

"oh my god can you give it a rest? Ever since she started up, she smoked only ONCE with me. One time, Harry. Yeah, she smoked behind your back but can you blame her? Her job is stressful and she always feels so untrusted over her boyfriend." he told me. I rolled his eyes.

"I trusted her." I told me.

"Obviously not if she started smoking again." He said. I then got real close and pushed him over. I fell with me and began to throw punches. he rolled me onto my back and began to throw punches as well. I kicked me off and reached for the nearest object to throw. I grabbed a lamp and aimed it for my head. He ducked and got up. We ran over to the coffee table and I pushed him down onto it, forcing it to shatter. Glass was everywhere. I picked up a piece and aimed it for his arm, but he grabbed his wrist and started pushing it away. We were interrupted by the door opening, along with some gasps.

"Stop! Both of you!" It was Louis. He pulled us off of eachother. Liam rushed over and looked at us.

"Best friends fighting. And over a girl?!" he was really irritated.

"He broke her heart over some lousy cigarettes!" Zayn shouted.

"He snuck around with her." I shouted back, reaching over to me. Louis pushed me away and Liam held Harry away. Niall walked in and looked around.

"Harry, what the hell happened to you last night?" he asked.

"I found her lighter. She's been smoking for the past month and sneaking around with this idiot." I explained.

"Her and I smoked once, Harry. Once together since she started up. besides, she came over to hang and she caught me smoking. Perrie broke up with me. I needed company. Don't yell at her for making the mistake. It was my fault." Zayn explained. Looking me deep in the eyes. I calmed down a bit. "Harry, she really loves you. If you love her, you'd take her back." he told me.

"Oh my god, I'm a monster." I whispered, sitting down on the ground. "Breaking up with an amazing girl and trying to kill my best mate. All because of a lighter." I cupped his hands on his face. He sat beside me and rubbed my back. "zayn?"

"yes, harry?"

"Do you think it's too late to get her back?" I asked me. he shrugged.

"She's at the hotel now. I say, you better hurry yourself over there before her plans change." he told me, giving me a reassuring smile. I got up and gave him a huge hug.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered.

"It's all good. Now go get her." I told him. I rushed out of my house and to the hotel. When I reached her floor, I knocked on the door. Olivia answered, but when she saw it was me, she began to throw the door in my face. I quickly stopped her.

"Let me in, this doesn't concern you." I told her.

"Harry, she's not here."

"What do you mean she's not here?" I knew she was  lying. I just did. I pushed the door opened and looked around. She wasn't anywhere, not even her bedroom. "Well then where is she?"

"She said something about going back to America." No, this can't be. "Are you hear to scream at her some more?"

"That's not funny. Damn, when does her plane leave?"

"In a half hour."

"I need to stop her!" I felt a tear drop onto my face. She now was giving me a worried look. "I screwed up, yeah. Can you at least help me get her back? I love her and I was just... I guess you can say on a man period. Please, help me get her back!!" I was giving her the puppy look.

"Fine, but you have to hurry. She's at the LakeBeach airport." she said. I kissed her cheek in a thankyou way and rushed out. I drove down to the airport and walked up to the flight attendant.

"hello, do you know when the next flight to America leaves?" I asked. She gave me a puzzled look.

"Sir, that flight had left twenty minutes ago." my heart stopped. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I thanked her and began to walk out when I saw her. She was talking to someone that I never wanted her to meet.

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