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."


9. More Arguing

The sound of a familiar voice came from the next room. Following that voice, I entered a room with Ryan. He was smiling at me.

"I've missed you, babe." I heard him say, approaching me for a hug. I pushed him away. His eyes gave me this look of hurt and sadness.

"Babe, I love you. Please. I don't want to hurt you anymore." he whispered. I shook my head. He left out a huff and walked closer to me. "How can I show you that I love you more than anything?"

"I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend." I heard myself say. He chuckled to himself and walked over to this coffee table.

"You mean this boyfriend?" he held up a magazine with a picture of Harry kissing a Blonde.

I was awoken by the sound of my door opening. Zayn stood there and looked at me, then at Harry.

"Harry, we have to get going." I heard him mumble as he made his way over to him. Harry cleared his throat.

"I'm staying the night." he rolled over and got more comfortable.

"Harry, no. We have a meeting in the morning." he said, pulling Harry away. I was still managing to wake up. When Zayn got Harry out of the room, I grabbed Zayn's coat. He looked at me with a confused look. I let go of it, making my way back to my bed. "Is there anything wrong?" I gave him a look which he understood as 'yes.' he walked over and sat down next to me.

"Has Harry ever cheated on anyone?" I asked, not hesitating. Zayn looked even more confused.

"What is this about?" he asked me. I shrugged. "I don't think he has. Don't worry, Kaylie. He won't do that to you." he gave me a supporting smile to cheer me up.

"I just had this dream. I was getting worried." is all I said. The room was silent until Zayn spoke up once more.

"Harry's former girlfriend, Tracie... she tried flirting with all of us. Me, not realizing that they were dating, I began to like her. We shared a smoke and-" I didn't let him finish.

"Oh my god. That's why he got mad." I told him.


"He got mad that I smoked with you. Not mad that I smoked, but when I did with you, he got mad." I explained. He shook it off.

"He's probably worried you'd do the same." he cleared his throat once more. "I shared a smoke with her and we got really close. Sometimes she would come over and watch a movie, sometimes she'd even fall asleep and stay the night. We had been together for a month now. I decided to go on a date with her, but when we got there she excused herself to the bathroom. She didn't go to the bathroom, she went to the other side of the restaurant with Harry. They had been dating for four months now. He was very happy, always excited to see this 'girl' I never knew about, just... how he has been with you, except not as much happy. During the restaurant, he found me over at the salad bar and we chatted. As we were walking to Harry's table, we saw Tracie. That's when I knew." he gave me with 'oh well' look.

"Don't you still feel sad about it? Someone cheating on you like that?" I asked him. He shook his head.

"No, because I met the most beautiful girl in the world now, and I don't ever wanna ruin anything." he smiled at me, I knew he was talking about Perrie. She was beautiful and really fun to be around. So was Eleanor and Danielle. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. I smile, feeling a bit better when he explained everything that was probably bothering Harry. When he was pulling away, I heard the door being opened. Niall came in with a smile.

"Harry's passed out on the floor." Niall looked at him weird but shook it off. Zayn chuckled.

"I have to go, I'll chat with you tomorrow." he told me. I stopped him, Going through his pockets.

"What are you doing?" he asked. I grabbed his cigarettes and smiled.

"Don't by another pack. I don't want you smoking anymore." I told him. he chuckled to himself.

"Listen, not even Perrie can stop me, and I love her. Believe me, I've been trying. I only smoke when I'm a bit stressed. Lately, I have been. I'll let you keep that and I won't buy a new one unless I have to." he told me. He was one of my best friends. I felt good having a guy best friend. Well, two. My best friend and my boyfriend. Harry was still my best friend even though we're dating.

"Good." I said, letting him leave I put the cigarettes on the end table next to my bed and changed into a short nightgown that was just a tad shorter than the one I wore when Harry and I first hung out. I crawled into bed and smiled at the thought of him.

I opened my eyes to the sound of Olivia on the phone. "Sure, I can come over. Oh babe stop. Okay, I love you. No I'm not hanging till you hang up. No you... you... you."

"God damn if one of you doesn't hang up, I'm going to hang up." I shouted, rolling on the other side of my bed. That's when Olivia hung up.

"Someone's a bit bitchy this morning." Olivia joked. "Why are their cigarettes?" she was getting suspicious, but suspicious for nothing.

"I took them from Zayn so he wouldn't smoke. It's not good for him." I told her. She nodded, getting changed into some skinny jeans and a grey elbow-lengthed sleeved v-shirt, along with a greenish jacket and black boots that were a little high but not too high up on her legs. She waved goodbye and walked out of the room. I checked my phone, no messages. I sighed and lightly threw my phone towards the end. I grabbed my laptop that I had brought and went online. I searched up Harry Styles and scrolled down the news. A lot of the recent news was him with me, which I smiled, but I went down some more and noticed him with a blonde girl kissing. The same pictures of him in my dream. That's when my phone began to ring.


"Hey babe, it's Harry."

"Oh hey, I was just thinking of you."

"Same here, I just got out of my meeting. Do you maybe want to hang? Possibly your place?" I smiled, I really wanted to be with him.

"Yeah, come over."

"Okay, i'll be there." I smiled and I felt my lips open to say 'I love you,' but realized we haven't gotten there yet. I hung up and waited for him. After waiting, he came into my room. I ran over and gave him a hug. He smashed his lips onto mine, sending me butterflies once again. He puts his hands along my jawline and smiled in between kisses. We slowly pulled away and blushed together.

"Hey beautiful." he greeted in a low tone. That's when he looked away quickly. Again, I felt embarrassed when I realized  I was still in my nightgown.

"Harry, it's fine. We're dating. I'll just go change." I grabbed some clothes and smiled at him.

"Well I care for your privacy." I walked into the bathroom and got changed into some short shorts, sleeveless grey baggy shirt that had the saying 'Want U Back' on it, a pink tank top underneath, and my hair in a messy but styling bun. As usual, I put on a little bit of mascara and admired myself in the mirror before walking out. Harry looked up at me, but with a totally different look. He looked mad and hurt all at once.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"What the hell are these?" he threw the cigarettes at my feet.

"What the hell, Harry?" I was getting mad.

"Why do you have them?"

"I took them away from Zayn. I don't want him smoking anymore."

"Why are they still here?"

"I haven't gotten the time to leave my bedroom, god damn."

"When did you get these from him?" It was a million questions all over the place.

"Last night when he got you out of the bed, we were talking and then I took them from him and told him he doesn't need them.:

:What did you guys talk about?" he piled me up with more questions.

"Why does it matter?" I was getting more angry every time he tried to make this my fault.

"It just does."


"Stop changing the subject."

"This is about Tracie isn't it?"

He didn't bother to say anything else. He just gave me the same look, only now it was fading. He knew what he was doing. He knew I knew, as well. He sat on the bed.

"Where did you hear that from?" he asked me.

"Zayn." is all I said. He got up and walked over to the lamp.

"What all did he tell you?" he asked me.

"How he cheated on you." I said.

"Why did this subject get up?" he asked.

"I don't remember.

"Don't give me that shit." he knocked the lamp over, causing the bulb to break. what the hell has gotten into him? he was scaring me really bad now.

"I told him how I had a bad dream you cheated on me, okay? I asked him if you ever did anything like that and he said the only thing that has happen was that she cheated on you." I noticed a little tear fly out of my eye. I don't really cry much but when I do, I'm a mess. Harry's face went down to worried.

"You think I'd cheat on you?" he sounded hurt.

"No, never. I was just worried because Ryan cheated on me and..." I stopped to wipe away the tears. He came over and held me close.

"You're responding the way I am." he mumbled, stroking my hair. We stood, holding each other until he pulled away to look into my eyes.

"I don't care if you're friends and all but if there was any way of you starting to like him, please don't start fading away from me." he told me.

"Harry, I don't feel the way I do with you when I'm around anyone else." I whispered, putting my lips on his. He pulled away.

"Promise?" he asked. I held my pinky up and he intertwined his with mine.



Harry and I eventually settled down and began to watch the telly. His arm around me as I had my hand on his hand which was on his lap. We watched it for awhile until I heard Harry's phone ring. I didn't see who was calling but he excused himself to the other room. I shrugged it off and began to watch more until I heard Harry began to freak out. He came in and grabbed my hand.

"What's going on?" i asked him.

"Zayn had a heart attack, we have to go." I heard him say. Oh my god, no. We drove to the same hospital I had been in and walked into the waiting room to find Niall, Olivia, Liam, Danielle, Eleanor, Louis and Perrie. Perrie had started crying already as she was worried for him. I was too, but not as much as her. The doctor came out and asked for Perrie. We all stood up and she walked over to the doctor who had a smile on his face. After saying some words that we couldn't hear, her face lightened up.

"You may go visit him." he had said, walking us over to his room. Zayn's face had brightened up when he saw all of us coming in.

 "Hey guys." I heard him say. Perrie walked over and kissed his face, not giving him a smile.

"How did this happen?" she asked him.

"I'm not sure, I was with you, remember." he answered. The doctor cleared his throat and looked at the clip board in his hands.

"This was from smoking, you were very close, Zayn. You could have gotten more injured than this." he had said.

"I haven't smoked since last night." he said.

"yeah, with my girlfriend." Harry said. That's when I felt a lot of anger come back. I bit my lip, trying not to speak up. Zayn saw my expression and looked away. Perrie kissed him once more and smiled.

"I love you, this is why you need to stop smoking." she told him.

"I understand now, I won't. I love you too." he smiled, giving her a kiss. I excused myself out of the room and to the drinking fountain. I felt eyes looking over at me. I looked up to see Harry. He grabbed me and smiled. Leaning in for a kiss, he reached his lips to my neck. I knew what he was doing, and as much as I wanted it, I was still thinking about what he said. i pulled away from him.

"You okay?" he asked me. I shook my head.

"Are you trying to make me feel like a bad girlfriend?" i asked him. He seemed confused like this was all news to him.
"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

"Look, I'm sorry. I'm still kind of mad."

"Harry, he's your best friend. My best friend as well. He wouldn't ever do that to you if he knows that I'm yours. Besides, he's madly in love with Perrie." I explained. his face had a guilty expression.

"I'm going home." I mumbled. he grabbed my hand and I turned to face him. "...alone." I began to walk away and I didn't bother looking back at him.

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