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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23. Just Best Friends

The bed was a bit cold when I woke up. The blankets were lonely and Harry was not anywhere to be in sight. I checked my phone and noticed a text.

"Hey Babe(: I needed to head to a meeting. I'll be home soon. -Harryxx (fifteen minutes ago) I looked at other messages and noticed Zayn's recent one.

"Hey girl! We should hang soon. -Zaynxx (an hour ago)

"Sure, once Harry and I get home, we will." I sent. I changed into white short shorts and a grey v-shirt. I smiled and walked down stairs to see Anne folding Laundry.

"Good morning, darling." she greeted. I waved and sat down to join her. "Oh you are such a sweet heart." she put the folded towel in its pile and began to work on the clothing. I knew she was lying. I'm just a woman who's carrying a 'child of wedlock' to her. I began to fold some shirts of Harry's when I noticed a smile growing by the second.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, I just remembered the first day Harry came over. He was telling me about you." she said.

"Oh really?"

"Yes, you see...

~FlashBack~

Harry's POV: I had just saw seen Kaylie at Starbucks and believe me when I say it, I thought she was beautiful. I couldn't stop thinking of her. Calm down, she's only your friend. Well, your best friend. Anyway, I took a late night drive back to Cheshire, which isn't that far from here, and decided to visit someone that I knew could have a lot of advice. I knocked on her door and when she opened it, her face brightened up.

"Harry! Come in! I've missed you!" she gave me a big hug and smiled.

"I've missed you too. Listen, I need your help."

"What is it?" she asked, a bit worried.

"I've met someone." Her smile grew three times bigger as she gave me a breathe-taking hug.

"What's her name?" she asked.

"Kaylie Sitter. I know, she's obnoxious and rude at times, but there's just something about her that I can't seem to get her off my mind." I explained, very confused now. What am I doing? She has a boyfriend. She doesn't have any feeling for me.

"Well tell her how you feel. Hey, not tomorrow but in two days I need someone to shift in for the bakery. Take her there and cook together. Cook up some relationship." she smiled, looking into my eyes. I rolled them.

"Except she already has a relationship, Mum." she looked down and smiled.

"That doesn't mean she can't start falling for you."

 

~BackInTimexD~

Kaylie's POV:

"...and now hear you are." Anne smiled, looking into my eyes. That's when Harry walked in with a huge smile.

"Hey babe, ready to go?" he asked, kissing my head.

"yeah, let me get my bag." I smiled, walking upstairs. I quickly grabbed my bag and rushed over to the bed and grabbed my bag, walking back downstairs.  Harry and I said our goodbyes to Anne and made our way back home.

"So, ready for tonight?" he asked me.

"Oh, about that. I was wondering if I could go hang out with Zayn for a little while." I told him.

"Oh okay, sounds fine." he smiled. I turned on the tunes and began to jam out in the car, Harry joined me. I decided to text Zayn telling him we were on our way back home and I would soon be driving my way over to his house.

"Great, can't wait. -Zaynxx" he sent. I smiled and put my phone on my lap. I watched as the roads began to get more crowded as the minutes had passed. Eventually, we got home.

"Babe, I'm just getting subway for dinner since we aren't going out to eat so come home whenever." Harry tells me, kissing my forehead.

"Okay, see you later." I tell him, walking to my car. I drove to Zayn's, whose house, by the way, is amazing. It is absolutely amazing. I've never seen anything this big and fancy before. I knocked on his door and smiled, waiting for the door to open. When it did, I saw one of my best friends. His brown eyes were looking down at me and his smile brightened.

"Hey, come in." he greeted. I walked my way to the living room where the pool table sat. I loved playing pool! I also noticed that he had some games stacked on the coffee table. I decided to go through them and smiled when I saw left4dead. Even though it is an older game, I could never get bored of it. I put it in and grabbed a controller.

"Wanna play?" I asked him. He nodded his head and sat down.

"You know the rules though, Kay." he smiled.

"No, I'm first player right now."

"I live her, give me the controller."

"No, I'm first player."

"Fine." he finally gave in and signed into his player. We played for a good couple of hours until we both died.

"Damn! Well whatever. You hungry?" he asked me. I nodded and looked at him.

"What do you got?" I asked. He went through the fridge looked, but didn't find anything.

"We can order some pizza?" he suggested.

"Cool." I relaxed in the kitchen and looked around the room for something to throw at him. There was a wooden spoon resting in the sink. I tiptoed to the sink and as he was facing the opposite way, I threw the wooden spoon at the back of his head, quickly ducking. I crawled to the other side of the counter, waiting for him to realize that I wasn't there. I peered my eyes behind the counter, but Zayn was gone as well. As I started to crawl farther, I felt two hands grab both of my ankles and pull me closer to them.

"Zayn, stop!" I screamed, rolling onto my back.

"No, you hit me with a spoon. I'm going to get you back." he began to tickle me, pinning me to the ground. I tried to push him away but he wouldn't nudge. He sat on me and tickled me some more until I pulled free and ran into the kitchen again. He followed me, tackling me onto the ground. I got onto my back again, looking into his eyes. He was now laying on me, still catching his breathe. He had been laughing too hard. As he calmed down, he looked into my eyes. He sat up a bit, helping me sit up as well.

"Kaylie, remember when we kissed?" Zayn asked out of the blue. I was shocked at the question, but quickly pulled myself back together.

"Yeah?" He looked at me, and then at his hands.

"Did... did you ever stop to think to yourself..." he stopped. He seemed to not know what to say.

"...would I be happy with him?" I finished. He nodded, looking into my eyes again. He then leaned in and kissed me, hoping I wouldn't pull away. He lightly held onto my cheeks and closed his eyes. I pulled away, suddenly.

"Z-zzayn. We... w-we can't do this." I whispered, standing up.

"Why won't you give me a chance? Just tell me." he asked. I rolled my eyes. Why did this have to happen again?

"Zayn..." I stopped, looking away. He stood up and looked at me.

"Just answer my question, Kaylie..." he mumbled. I turned away and looked out the window. I was really hoping Harry would call me telling me to come home for dinner, but as a good boyfriend, he was going to let me hang with my guy best friend.

"Because I'm..." I stopped, looking back at him. "...I-I'm Pregnant." I mumbled, looking at the floor. When I looked back up at his expression, she was shocked.

"...I didn't know." he told me. I gave him a fake smile.

"Besides, I have thought of it, Zayn. I really have. I've thought of us being together. It's just... it would complicate everything. It would ruin what Harry and I have, it would ruin your friendship with Harry, the whole band would just be chaotic and well... I'm happy with Harry." I told him. He nodded, notifying me that he understood. I walked over to the door and grabbed the knob. Zayn turned me around to face him.

"Please don't tell Harry about this." he whispered. I smiled.

"I wasn't planning on it." I told him. I kissed his cheek and began to walk back to the car. I feel as if I did the right thing. Well, I did. I'm with Harry now and I'm happy being with Harry. I mean, I don't know what would happen between me and Zayn if Harry and I did somehow break up. I guess that would just be a question if it ever happened. But hey, Harry's happy with me and I'm happy with him. I couldn't believe that he picked me to be his girl. I mean, what's so special about me? Anyway, I got to the apartment and as I walked in, I noticed Harry cleaning up some mess he had made. I walked over and smashed my lips onto his. He kissed back, smiling in between kisses.

"What is this for?" he asked me.

"For being here." I told him. He kissed me again.

"I'm always going to be here." he informed.

"Promise?" I stuck my pinky up at him and smiled. He, as usual, intertwined his pinky with mine.

"Promise." he smiled, walking over to the fridge.

"Do you want your sub now or..?"

"Nahh, I'm going to head to the shower. I have a lot on my mind and I'd love to just shower I guess." I smiled, giggling a bit. He nodded as I made my way to the shower.

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