Second Chances

*Zayn's POV*

"Freedom!" I yelled, running out of my math class and skidding down the hallway.
Harry laughed from beside me.

"Where you off to, dude?" Harry asked, tucking a pencil behind his ear.

"Gonna go find Anastasia." I grinned, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"You still haven't told her then?" He asked, I knew what he was referring to.

"Nope, and I don't plan to." I growled, throwing him a warning look.

"Chill, dude." Harry said, holding his hands up.

There was no way that she was to find out what's been going on.

"Keep quiet, I'm off, I'll see you later." I told him, jogging off in the direction of Ana's locker, knowing she'd be there putting her books away.

I crept up behind her, standing about five centimeters away.

I'm surprised she didn't turn around, because I was rather close.

I took a second to breathe in the smell of her sweet perfume.

Ana slammed her locker shut, turning around and squealing as her body collided with mine.

She almost lost her balance, but I caught her just in time.

"You need to stop doing that." She sighed, rubbing her chest.

"Miss me?" I asked, pushing her back into the lockers.

"Hmm, nope." She smiled, pushing back on my chest.

She walked around me, wiggling that cute ass of hers.

Cute?

Shut up, Zayn!

Why couldn't I just stay away from her?

I was so infatuated by her, I needed her.

"Wanna go somewhere?" I asked, throwing my arm around her shoulder again, much like I did this morning.

"Erm, yeah actually. I really need to talk to you about something, and it's important." She said quietly, biting down on her lip.

"Oh yeah?" I smirked, looking around before pulling her into a storage cupboard.

"Zayn!" She shrieked, trying to get past me.

I stood in the way of the door, turning on the light and flicking the lock.

"Relax, baby." I muttered, taking her bag off her shoulder and placing it on a large, cardboard box.

"Don't call me that." She sighed, leaning against the wall.

"Hush." I demanded, lifting her up by the waist and wrapping her legs around me.

I silenced her with my lips, and this brought memories of the party flooding back.

We made out for a few minutes, which surprised me because I expected her to slap me.

But then again, nobody can resist the Malik charm.

"Zayn." She spoke against my lips, pushing me away and managing to escape my hold.

She stood opposite me, resting one arm at her side and holding it with the other one.

I wiped the corners of my mouth with my thumb, before looking at her with a smirk.

"Do I make you nervous?" I asked her, looking her up and down.

She shifted under my stare.

"Zayn, stop please. I really need to tell you something." Ana said, pulling on her hair lightly.

I don't know why, but that sentence somehow managed to scare the shit out of me.

"What's that then?" I replied, ignoring my heart beating in my chest.

It suddenly clicked that those were the exact words that I have heard before.

"I'm pregnant, Zayn." I lifted my head up to look at her, not having listened to what she said because I was so focused on that awful moment when my life was going to change forever.

"What?" I frowned, perking up and actually preparing myself to listen.

"I'm pregnant." She spoke clearly, eyeing me.

What?

"And?" I asked, gritting my teeth.

"It's yours, I'm sorry." She blurted.

And that's the moment my whole world came tumbling down for the second time in my life.

Pregnant?

"What? When? Where?" I stumbled over my words, feeling the color drain from my face.

"When we were at the party." She said, tears spilling down her ivory cheeks.

"But I used a condom." I denied, shaking my head.

"I know, and it must have ripped."

"What the fuck?!" I yelled, slamming my hands off the wall.

"Zayn, calm down!" Ana exclaimed, pulling my arm.

"Stay away from me, you're probably lying! Just like the other whores I fucked, you're exactly the same as them!” I yelled trying to catch my breath.

“If it is mine, get rid of it." I hissed, pushing her away and unlocking the door.

I didn't look back at Ana.

I couldn't.

I stormed out of the cupboard, ignoring the stares I was getting.

I was furious.

This was all Harry's fault.

I knew I shouldn't have gone ahead with the plan.

Going to that stupid party was a stupid decision in itself.

I ran out of the building, aiming straight for the games shed where I knew Harry would be.

I shoved people out the way.

"You fucking asshole!" I shouted as I approached him, grabbing him by the scruff of his t-shirt.

"What are you doing?!" He asked, trying to shove me away.

I pushed him harder into the shed, using full force.

"This is all your fault, I knew I shouldn't have listened to you!" I bared my teeth at him, releasing him but throwing his lanky body to the floor.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Harry asked, standing up quickly.

"She's pregnant!" I bellowed with rage, my hands shaking violently.

"Who is?"

"Anastasia." I stated, yanking on my hair.

"So? Why do you even care?" Harry frowned, dusting his jeans off.

He didn't even seem fazed.

"Because she says I'm the one who knocked her up!"

"What?" Harry gulped, his brown eyes wide.

"I think I got her pregnant." I whispered, resting my forehead against the trim of the shed.

"She could be lying dude, she could be like the others who wanted you to stick around." Harry explained, patting me on the back.

"No, there's something not right. She seemed too genuine, and she's been acting weird around me for the last week." I defended, shaking my head.

"Did you use a condom? Was she a virgin?" Harry asked, leaning next to me.

"Yeah, but she thinks it tore. I don't know, man!" I could feel myself getting angry again, but I also felt guilty for just leaving her there.

"Calm down." Harry soothed.

"Don't you dare tell me to calm down! This is your fault!" I yelled, pushing him.

"How?! I'm not the one who fucked her!" Harry retaliated back, shoving me.

"You're the one who initiated the whole situation. I can't believe you're still hanging off Kathrine after what you did to her!"

"That's a bit hypocritical, don't you think? You're the one who went ahead with it, I didn't force you! As for Kat, that's completely irrelevant." Harry scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"I'm sorting this out, and you can stay the hell away from me for a while or things will get messy." I threated, shooting him a glance before stomping off.

There was no way I was going to stay in school now, I was so riled up.

I felt awful for leaving Ana behind, but I needed to get my head straight.

What if I did get her pregnant?

What if she was telling the truth?

I couldn't think straight as I sat in my car, my head resting on the steering wheel.

I don't know why I get myself into these situations.

Not only had I fucked up Ana's life, but I'd fucked up my own too, and maybe the life that Ana had inside of her.

What am I supposed to do now?

Notes

She finally told him!



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