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."


13. Relationship Full Of Secrets

As Harry was out picking out something nice for Niall to wear, I decided to go over and hang out with Zayn for a bit. Harry has actually allowed me to have guy friends and I'm going to use that privilege wisely. I knocked on his door and as he opened it, his face went from serious to down.

"You okay?" I asked him. He shook his head, giving me a big hug.

"Perrie broke up with me." he whispered. I patted his back, letting myself in. We sat down on his sofa and drank some tea.

"Did she give you a reason?" I asked him.

"She told me that she's too busy with her band and the tour is coming up that she thinks it would be best if we just take a break." he told me. I shook my head.

"I'm so sorry, Zayn." I gave him a big hug. I understand that Perrie was busy and I had no hate against her. I know he will get back with her whenever she's off her tour. I walked over to the kitchen to get some more tea but I ended up finding a pack of cigarettes. I walked over with the cigarettes in my hands.

"What is this?" I asked him. His smile went down again.

"I believe those are cigarettes." he said with a straight face.

"And who's are they?"

"..mine." I put them in the trash.

"Zayn, you promised you wouldn't smoke again." I told him.

"No, I promised Perrie I wouldn't. We're not a couple anymore. Therefore, I started up again." he shrugged. I shook my head.

"Please, don't smoke anymore. For me, as your friend." I told him, holding his hands. I sat on the coffee table as I faced Zayn, who was still on the sofa. He gave me a look.

"I don't know. Do you know how hard it is to quit?" he asked. I went through my purse and grabbed my pack. He looked shock.

"Does Harry know?" he asked. I shook my head. "So this is technically cheating on him."

"I just can't stop. I get stressed over a lot of things such as work and sometimes Harry and I argue a little bit like normal couples. And now Ryan's in England and I just can't now." I explained. He looked at me and smiled.

"If you stop, I will." he mumbled. I gave him a 'are you kidding me?' look.

"One more cigarette before we quit?" I asked. He nodded, grabbing his pack out of the garbage as I lit mine. For the last time, I inhaled the black smoke and exhaled, smoothly.  He did the same, letting out a sigh in relief. It felt great, as usual. He smiled at me and threw the pack away, as well as the small bud. I did the same and took a sip of tea. He got up and handed me his hand, I accepted it, shaking it firmly. I grabbed his phone and smiled.

"What are you doing?" he asked, reaching out to take it away from me. I rushed over to the other side, grabbing the door knob. He grabbed my free arm and pulled me towards him, causing me to push him to the floor. As I chuckled, he tripped me and I fell after him, falling on him. We laughed for awhile until his smile faded. Mine did too. Our eyes met, my breath on his. This was nice, being his friend. Except, he looked down at my lips. The thought of Harry automatically came to mind. This exact moment happened with him and I. My thoughts were pushed aside and I got up quickly.

"Well I have to leave soon. I have this double date with Olivia." I told him, grabbing my coat. He nodded and walked me to the door.

"Well thanks for coming over. I think you helped me feel a bit better." he told me.

"Yeah, this was fun. Well hey, I'm sure right after her tour, she'll be back." I informed him. He chuckled and grabbed the knob. He gave me a goodbye kiss, on the cheek, and smiled.

"Have a good night. Tell Harry I said hello." he said, opening the door for me. I nodded and walked out of the house. As I drove to my hotel room, my mind froze. Did he almost kiss me? Did I want him to? No! I love Harry. I could never think of Zayn more than a friend. Well, I couldn't never think about it. Sometimes Zayn does come to mind, but not the way Harry does. Zayn and I are best friends. Nothing more. My thoughts were interrupted when I got to the hotel. There were lots of fans now, more than usual. I completely ignored them and walked to my room. Olivia was now in a purple dress and her hair was in a formal bun.

"Kaylie! Get dressed. We have only an hour before they arrive." she said, rushing me to the bathroom. I put on my short and dark ruffly dress that had tiny flowers on it, along with a grey over sweater and black flats. I put my hair in a messy Fishtail braid on the side. I did my makeup and when I was done, the boys had came. Harry smiled when he saw me and came over to me

"You're so beautiful. How am I so lucky to call you mine?" he kissed me and held my hand. We walked out and down to the car. Niall decided to drive and Olivia was in the passenger seat, which meant it was Harry and I in the back. He put his hand on my lap, slowly running it up and down. He was trying to tease me.

"harry..." I whispered, stepping on his foot. He chuckled, taking his hand away.

"I'll get you later." he teased. We drove the rest of the way in silence until we got to the restaurant. Olivia and Niall were giggling to each other, whispering stuff in each other's ears. We walked inside to get our table. When we did, Niall looked at Harry and I. He looked at me he could tell that I wasn't as cupcake as usual.

"Hey, Olivia and I are going to the salad bar. How about you guys stay here and order our drinks? I'll have a bud light and she'll have some wine." they both rushed away to the salad bar, leaving us together. I sat there with my head resting on my hand.

"Babe, what's wrong?" he asked me. I shrugged.

"It doesn't matter." I told him.

"Hun, yeah it does. Please tell me." he gave me a reassuring smile.

"I'm just a bit confused." I told him.

"Is it that Ryan guy again. Let me call him." Harry grabbed my purse and as he was looking through it, his face rose. His eyes signaled me anger. His face was pure blank.

"Do you mind explaining me why this is in your purse?" he held up my blue lighter. My eyes popped, reaching for it. He raised it away from me.

"Harry, I stopped. Trust me." I begged him.

"When did you stop?" he asked me. I shook my head. "I asked you a question."

"I stopped a few hours before you came and picked us up." I mumbled. He through the lighter at the table and got up. He walked away, slamming the front doors open. I chased after him. He was standing next to the car with his arms crossed like a pouting three year old. I walked over to him.

"Harry, please. I'm so sorry and you have to believe me. I won't smoke ever again. Please." I grabbed his hands, but he pulled away, furiously.

"I'm sick of you doing this. How long have you hid this from me?" he was really mad now.

"Babe, please-"

"How long, Kaylie?!"

"I started back up a month ago." his eyes had darkened now, his face was utterly furious. It was a totally different Harry. "Harry please. I'm sooo sorry. I really am." I told him. He lifted his face  bit, still angry. He didn't bother making eye contact anymore. We sat there for a good ten minutes until he cleared his throat.

"Obviously I am in a relationship full of secrets." he whispered.

"That was the only thing I hid. Besides, you don't understand how hard it is to stop. Zayn hasn't stopped, not at all and I told him to sto-" he lifted his head up from looking at the ground and slowly made his eyes look into mine.

"How do you know that?" he asked. I hesitated, looking away. He started to walk away, but I grabbed onto his arm. I smashed my lips onto his, waiting for him to kiss me back. Sadly, he didn't. Instead he pulled away and looked at me.

"Harry?" I whispered. He just stared at me, mesmerizing my face. Again, we didn't speak until he cleared his throat once more.

"Kaylie, I think we need to calm things down a bit." he said.

"I agree. Let's just forget everything and-" he stopped me, looking at the ground now.

"I mean completely." I froze, staring at him.


"I think we need to take a break... from us." he finally said. My eyes widened, looking at his. He didn't look up, he just sat there looing away.

"Harry... please. You're just mad." I whispered, waiting for him to look at me.

"No. I mean it." he said. Tears began to stream down from my eyes. My heart had now broken. And because of something so stupid? I rushed into the restaurant and grabbed my purse. Niall and Olivia looked up at me with a smile, but it quickly faded when Niall noticed the tears.

"What happened?" Niall asked. I ignored him and rushed out, walking my way down the street. My vision became blurry, my heart had began to hurt more every step I took. I walked down the street for an hour until I noticed a car had stopped. I walked a little bit faster, but I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me. I tried to fight it off but it tried to shush me. I realized that this was a consoling hug and not someone trying to hurt me. Also, I noticed that they weren't as tough anymore. I plopped to the ground, the arms had done so as well. I rested my head in the guy's chest.

"Shh it's okay." the familiar voice whispered into my ear. I couldn't breathe, I was crying so hard.

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