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."

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28. Friendship

Zayn's POV: After Olivia came to the airport to join us, we all got on and went to first class. There weren't really any organization for the seats since it was just use. The isles were about a person long and there was a lot of room in the front. Niall sat with Olivia, Eleanor with Louis, Danielle with Liam, and then there were Harry, Kaylie, and I still standing. Harry walked over to her the same time I did. He gave me a look telling me to 'back down' but then smiled at Kaylie.

"Do you want to sit with me?" Harry asked, grabbing her hand.

"Maybe I wanted to sit with her." I mumbled, giving him the look.

"You did plenty of sitting in the car. Maybe I want to sit."

"Well maybe she wants to mix it up a bit."

"Well I'm her boyfriend."

"Hasn't seemed like you've been a very good one at that."

"What are you trying to tell me Za-"

"Guys!" Kaylie interrupted the babbling that was going on. We looked up at her with a smile. "I'm actually going to sit alone. Why don't you guys sit together and talk." and with that, she made her way to her own seat. Harry sighed and sat down, staring up at me.

"Well... aren't you going to sit?" Harry asked, a bit annoyed. I sat down and looked at him. His eyes were out the window and into the clouds. I knew he wasn't going to be the first to talk, so I better speak up.

"I don't get why you're being such an ass." I mumbled. He turned to face me with a shocked facial expression. "You heard me."

"I don't get why you're all over my girlfriend, Zayn." he replied.

"You know, she's been all over me this whole day. Maybe if you gave her more affection, she wouldn't be cuddling with one of your best mates."

"You mean with a total stranger? Because that's what you are to me." and with that, Harry got up and walked over to find some food. That boy aggravates me. I stood up and looked at him.

"All you are is a jealous little prick who needs to grow up." I told him, not realizing how loud I said it. Everyone stared at me, even Harry who was shocked.

"I need to grow up? Whenever there is a happy relationship, you find a way to ruin it with your childish ways. This all started when Perrie broke up with you." Harry smirked, taking a sip of his drink. I walked into the isle and looked at him.

"That's a lie. I'm not trying to ruin your little one-sided relationship, I'm trying to help you."

"Yeah yeah, So the Perrie thing was true?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about if you can't be happy, you think no one can. Is that it?"

"Harry, you need to stop." I heard Liam say.

"Right after he stops talking to my girlfriend." Harry replied.

"Right after you stop being a heartless ass and maybe actually care about your girlfriend." I looked up at Louis and Niall, who were getting up and quickly rushing over to us. I looked back at Harry, only seeing his fist go into my face. I bounced back, catching my balance. I then tackled him over to the front and kept his fists away from me. Louis and Liam then got us both up, quickly separating the both of us.

"You both need to grow up and stop acting liking little pricks. The both of you, best mates." Liam said. Louis nodded with him.

"You both are in a band together. You both tried to see who'd get the most tattoos. You did the motorcycle ride in 'Kiss you' together. Harry, you cried for hours when Zayn told you that he was quitting the band on the 30th of February." Louis said. Harry giggled to himself when he pointed the 'quitting the band' thing. "Don't let someone tear your friendship down." Harry and I looked at each other. We didn't speak at all. We did notice the bruises that were coming in instantly. Harry gently patted the bruise and then looked down at his feet.

"I'm sorry." he mumbled, not looking up at me.

"No I'm sorry. " I tried to take him in for a hug but he backed away. I looked at him.

"No, I don't deserve a hug. I don't even deserve the girl I'm with." he mumbled. Only I heard it, and that was good, because I didn't need anyone else to be here for me and Harry to talk. He walked over to the bathroom door. "I need to use this." he said, walking into the bathroom. I sat back down in my seat and closed my eyes until I heard the lady on the speaker say we were almost to New York. I opened my eyes and looked around for Harry, but he still wasn't sitting with me. I looked across the isle for Liam.

"Where's Harry?" I whispered, noticing everyone else asleep. He shrugged.

"I don't think he ever got out of the bathroom." Liam then got up and walked me over to the bathroom with him, knocking on the door. There wasn't an answer.

"Harry? Come on bud, I know you're in there." I said, putting my head on the door. I knocked again, looking at Liam. He knocked as well, looking at the door. "Harry, can we talk?"

"Come on, chap. We're almost to New York." Liam said, looking at the knob. I twisted it, opening it up to see Harry, who had fallen asleep. Liam chuckled, grabbing his feet. I grabbed the head and walked him to the nearest seat, setting him down. I patted his face gently, hoping to wake him up.

"Harry, wake up." his eyes started to flutter. He took a breath in and opened his eyes, trying to roll away. I chuckled.

"Come on, Harry." I smiled, looking him in the sleepy eyes of his. He yawned and looked at me.

"You hate me." he mumbled.

"Not at all, but your girl is probably having a hard time comprehending what had happened." I joked. He sat up quickly and looked at me.

"Shit, she saw that?" he was very worried now. I nodded and watched as he sunk back into his seat. "Shit..."

"I'm sure she didn't even care. She's probably happy that we were fixing things slowly." I told him. He nodded, looking into my eyes.

"We fixed things, right?" he asked. I shrugged.

"All depends. Are you mad at me?" I asked. He shook his head.

"No. Are you mad at me?" he asked.

"Not really. I just want my Harry back." I smiled, looking at him. He smiled back, giving me a big guy hug. I patted his back and he got up and reached for some bags that he had put in the shelves above the seats. That's when we landed and got our stuff ready.

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