Forgetting That You Weren't My Mission

Zayn has always been quite an independent, closed up guy. That is until he meets Niall and he falls hard. But love conquers all right?


7. Chapter 7

**Niall's POV**

I hated that I wasn't aloud to see Zayn anymore. I hated that Harry was so over protective and jealous all the time. I hated that I literally had no one left to talk to besides Harry, seeing as though he scared everyone else away. However, he has been my boyfriend for nearly 3 years now and he knows all of my deepest secrets. I can't just walk out on him because he loves me too much. Right?

"Morning sweetie." Harry groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"Good morning handsome." I chuckled, handing him a tray with his breakfast on it.

"What's this?" he asked smiling.

"An apology. For yesterday. I should've known it was a bad idea to befriend him." I lied. I miss him like crazy and it's only been a couple of hours.

"Thank you." he replied taking the tray and resting it on his lap. "I'm glad he's out of your life now Nialler." he kissed my forehead before tucking into his eggs.

"Yeah. Me too." I lied again.

**Zayn's POV**

The coffee shop has been quiet this morning. And as always, my shift has been long and tiring so far. I almost didn't get out of bed this morning. I mean, what else do I have to live for now Niall has been taken away from me? It was the first time I'd ever cried myself to sleep last night and I feel absolutely terrible.

"Zayn right?" the customer asked quietly.

"Yeah. Can i help you?" I replied.

"A friend of mine told me to give you this. I'm thinking you know who it is." she added, handing me a small folded piece of paper.

I opened it and it read, 'come to my place at 6pm sharp. I'll be alone.' It was from Niall, I'm sure of it.

"Thanks." I told her.

"Don't mention it." she left the shop but I didn't feel any better.

I finished my shift at 1:30pm and went home to live out my boring life. I wasn't looking forward to seeing Niall, which was a surprise because deep down I missed him so much! The fact that I was constantly crying was proof. I slumped onto the couch and didn't even bother to switch the TV on. Instead, I scrolled through my messages and stopped when I saw Niall's message. 'I'll have my usual ;)' I read it over and over and imagined him sitting on his couch with that huge adorable grin on his face as he typed it. I miss that grin loads.

-- 5:30pm --

I was still sat on the couch, only I'd showered and changed into something a little more comfortable. I'd been watching American Horror Story for the past 4 hours and all I could think about was Niall. I had to be at his house in half an hour, but I wasn't in the mood for arguments and awkward conversations. My phone vibrated at the side of me and when I picked it, Niall had texted me.

'Harry's home, sorry. Maybe another time.' I read. My heart sunk a little deeper as I re-read the message. Even though I was hesitant about the whole sneaking around idea, I wanted to see Niall's face more than ever.

"Alone. Forever." I said to myself as I walked into my bedroom and made sure the door was locked.

I might as well just stay in there forever... no one will miss me.

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