Sage’s POV

“Sage” I heard a gentle voice say.

“Hmm?” I asked opening my eyes slightly.

“All the guys are at Liam’s, where do you want to go?” Zayn asked looking back at the road and smiled.

“Your place.” I answered knowing his place was close by. “Please.” I added putting my seat up.

“Okay.” He chuckled and turned down the street to his house.

His arm was resting on the armrest when I reached over and laced my fingers with his. I watched his cheeks flush as he pulled into the driveway. Sliding out of the car, I tripped over my own feet and almost fell to the ground. Catching myself, I could hear Zayn laughing at me from a few feet away.

“Do you know how to walk?” He asked between laughs.

I stood up and flipped him off before getting my bag out of the car. He chuckled and led the way to the front door. Opening the door, he stepped aside for me to go first. I hadn’t been here in months but everything was so familiar. We passed the kitchen and living room walking down the narrow hallway to his room. He set his stuff on the floor before taking my bag too. I sat down on the edge of his bed and looked around; on the walls he had signs and posters the guys and I had made for him back in high school when he did sports, pictures of his family and us and old cards he got for his birthday.

“I can’t believe you still have all of these.” I stood and walked over to one of the walls.

“Why wouldn’t I?” He asked standing next to me now.

I shrugged and looked closely at some of the pictures. They were ones of us before prom; his hand was on my hip while mine rested on his chest. As I kept looking, I found a section of the wall that was filled with pictures of just us; the guys, him and I. One was of Zayn and I holding hands on the beach, another was of us burying Harry in the sand while Louis through M&M’s at him, there was even one of us at his mom’s wedding. She had asked me and the guys to be part of it since we were like family to her, I was paired up to walk with Louis down the isle but he messed it up and stood in the wrong spot so I was paired with Zayn; that day was full of laughter and tears.

“Remember when we went to New York for New Years with the guys and their girlfriends?” He asked pointing to one of the pictures.

“Oh gosh, I remember when Harry tried swallowing a long noodle with out chewing it and he almost threw up.” I giggled remembering that night. “And when we went to Indiana to visit my family and Louis slipped on the slab of ice that he didn’t see on the ground?”

“Yea, he almost broke his arm.” He laughed and walked over to the corner. “And when Niall ate all of your families food in one night. They were pissed.”

“And amazed.” I added moving back to the bed. “I don’t think they’d ever seen anyone eat that much.”

“It wasn’t all him, we all ate a lot of food.” He sat down next to me and laid back. “But he did eat the most.”

“He always does.” I laid back next to him and looked up at the ceiling.

I hadn’t been here since Harry’s birthday back in February and now it was almost August and we both changed a lot. We stopped talking when he started dating a girl from his college and I’d gotten a lot closer with Harry so it seemed like we didn’t have anything to talk about.

“Sage” Zayn interrupted my thoughts with his soft voice.

“Yea?” I asked touching the top of my shorts.

“Do you want to go home and get some clothes?” He sat up and looked at me.

“Uh, yea I probably should.” I grumbled rolling my eyes. “Are you going to come with me?”

“If you want me to.” He shrugged as I sat up.

“Yes please?” I linked my arm with his and leaned my head on his shoulder.

“Okay.” He chuckled kissing my forehead. “Come on.” He stood up and helped me up before walking over to his closet.

“What’re you doing?” I asked while I was fixing my shorts.

“It’s cold out there and you’re wearing shorts.” He handed me one of his sweatshirts, it was actually my favorite one and he knew it.

“Thanks.” I smiled and put it on. “Zayn?”

“Yea?” He turned towards me with a confused look.

I reached out and grabbed his face lightly, letting my lips touch his. He wrapped his arms around my body and held me against him. When I pulled back, my eyes met his as a smile spread across his face.

“You have no clue how much I’ve missed this.” His accent really showed when he whispered and I loved it.

“Oh, I think I do.” I smiled pulling him in for a hug.


“I’ll be right back.” I said as I walked up the familiar stairs to my room.

He nodded and sat down on the couch, putting his feet up and pulling out his phone. I ran up the stairs and right into my room. Closing the door behind me, I tripped over Harry’s clothes and remembered why I didn’t want to come here with Zayn right now.

“Crap!” I whispered falling to the floor. “Why the hell did he leave his clothes right there?” I complained standing up again.

“You okay?” I heard Zayn yell while his footsteps came upstairs.

“Yup, just fine.” I lied and picked up Harry’s clothes.

I through his clothes in the bottom of my closet and shut the door. His footsteps stopped outside my door as he knocked.

“Hold on.” I called out picking up a shirt. “Come in.”

“What happened to your room?” He asked looking around at the mess.

“That’s what happens when you don’t clean for almost a week.” Actually, that’s what happens when you share a room with Harry AND you don’t feel like cleaning for almost a week.

“Oh.” He shrugged and sat down on the bed.

I grabbed a pair of sweats and slipped them off after taking my shorts off while Zayn looked around. He didn’t have to say anything for me to know something was up and it was making me nervous.

“Hasn’t Harry been here all week?” He asked looking at me.

“Yea…” I mumbled not making eye contact.

“Have you guys…had sex?” He asked hesitantly.

“Yes” I answered shyly.

“Are you guys serious about each other?” He asked standing up.

“No, not at all. He’s just a friend, if it were serious he wouldn’t be on a date right now.” I paused trying to think about what to say. “What I mean is, no we aren’t serious. It was just for fun and I don’t want anything with him. I wouldn’t be here with you if I wanted to be with him and he wouldn’t be on a date if he wanted to be with me.”

“Okay.” He turned away from me and walked to the door. “I shouldn’t have asked.”

“Zayn, I’m being honest. I don’t want to be with him, I want to be with you.” I blurted out making him stop walking. “I’m sorry it came out like this, I didn’t think about it. I should have said something but I didn’t want to mess whatever this is, up.”

“You already did mess this up; you slept with my best friend.” He turned around with tears in his eyes. “Besides you, Harry is my best friend. Nothing can happen between us because you had sex with him.”

“Did you forget that you were the one I lost my virginity to? Harry is just my friend, why don’t you believe me? To me, you aren’t only a friend; you're so much more.” I was on the verge of tears; I was losing my best friend over something that didn’t matter to me.

“How could I forget that? You were my first too. And I get that he’s just a friend but he’s my best friend.” He wiped away a few tears. “I cant do this right now.” He turned around and walked out of my room and out the front door without looking back.

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