Liam’s POV

I was sitting in the library, a book in my lap, when Zayn came bursting in; calling my name.

“Oh thank god you’re here!” He puffed, out of breath.

I stood up, I was furious at this guy.

“Don’t bother. Just hit me so I’ll have an excuse to smash your face up.”

“Mate, just hear me out.”

“Hear you out? What, you’re gonna tell me the details of you banging my girl?” I got my fists ready. On the outside, I hoped I looked tough, because on the inside I was shitting myself. I’d never been in a fight before.

“Ok, we didn’t bang.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.” Zayn nodded.

I sighed. “Just leave me alone.”

“Just hear me out.”

“Just go away!”

“JUST LISTEN TO ME.”

That just pissed me off. The guy who stole my girl from me wants me to listen to him?!
That was it.

I punched him.

Well, in my version I did. At least I tried to hit him.

My hand was halfway to his face when he grabbed it and slowly put it to my side.

“Don’t try that with me. I’m experienced.”

I sat down in a huff. “What do you wanna tell me?”

Zayn took this as his chance and sat down next to me.

“Your girlfriend is a wonderful girl, and I shouldn’t have manipulated her like that. I got into her head, she didn’t realise. I know it was wrong of me but now I want to fix it. Come on, you know her. She loves you, man! You’ve got to realise that she’s genuinely sorry and that she wants you back. She’d never do it again, man. You’ve got to believe me.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. He sounded so genuine, and I came to realise that I knew Tiff better than anyone. She would never have done this intentionally.

“How am I meant to believe you?”

Zayn sighed. “Let’s just say I’ve seen something I didn’t want too. I hurt someone I care about, and I’m not okay with that.”

I exhaled. “Maybe you’re right. I mean, before you came, we were perfect.”

“She just wanted to rebel. It happens. She wanted to push the boundaries, see what would happen. And let me tell you, I know she doesn’t like the results.”

“How would you know?”

“I saw her man. She’s a mess. She’s lost without you."

I paused for a moment, taking everything in.

Suddenly, I came to a realisation and sighed.

“What’ve I done man? I pushed her away.”

Zayn looked at me. “Dude this isn’t your fault.”

“Yeah?” I looked at him.

“Of course.”

I slowly nodded my head. “I still hate you.”

“Understandable.”

“Well, catcha.”

“Yeah.” I sat back as Zayn got up and strode out.

Could this really be fixed?

Notes

here ya go loves x