Kaitlynn’s POV

My eyes creaked open to see the rays of sunlight coming out of the blinds. I stretched my arms out and hit somebody’s head. I immediately recoiled my arms. The memories of last night rushed through my head. That night was amazing. Especially with Justin. My phone buzzed and I checked the message.

From: Zayn
To: Kaitlynn
I’m taking you out today. Wear something nice.

I rolled my eyes. This guy was something.

From: Kaitlynn
To: Zayn
Alright.

I reached for my bathrobe and put it around my body. I walked towards my closet to get an outfit. What should I wear with Zayn? All of my dresses are either too slutty or too covery. I needed something just right. I reached for the comic book pencil dress that shows my curves and shows my figure. I heard some ruffling coming from the bed. I turned my head and Justin had just woken up. I smiled at him.

“Where are you going?” Justin asked.

“I’m hanging out with Zayn today.” I told him. I grabbed my towel and went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower water and felt it to see if it was hot. My hands flinched and I recoiled them so they were under my arms. Damn, that water is cold. Too cold.

I sighed and walked over towards the mirror. What I saw in the mirror did not look like me. Who is this girl who has bags under her eyes and tears coming down her face? This is all so confusing. Zayn keeps playing with my feelings and I can’t do anything about it. Yeah, I like him, but I have a boyfriend. Is Zayn really that jealous of me and Justin?

I heard the door open and wiped the tears from my face. My feet turned and I was face to face with Justin. He smirked and went towards the toilet.

“You’re really going to pee while I’m in here?” I asked.

He chuckled. “You know you want to see this.” He pointed to his member. My hands shot to my eyes and I walked blindly over towards the shower. I felt the water again and it was hot.

I removed my bathrobe and got into the steamy hot shower. This felt so good. I just stood under there, letting the water splash onto my face.

“Hey, Kaitlynn. I’m about to leave out. Do you want me to leave the front door unlocked?” Justin asked.

“You could.” I yelled back.

“Bye. Love you!” Justin said, then the door slammed. I guess he left.

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“So what’s up with you and Perrie?” I asked Zayn. I really needed to know this because he’s been wanting to spend a lot of time together. Ever since I’ve been with Justin, it seems like Zayn has wanted to hang out. He wanted me every second of the day.

“Nothing.” He said. “There’s nothing except for the fact that me and her are getting married in the future.”

My heart froze. They were still on for that wedding. The other day when we went shopping, it was really for the others to get fitted for the bridesmaid dresses. I really wasn’t needed there. Why did they invite me if I wasn’t going to be a bridesmaid? Were they trying to put it in my face? They probably weren’t, but Perrie wanted to see me hurt in front of the others.

I remember the day I found out that Zayn was engaged. The boys, their girlfriends, and I were all called out for dinner. It was very odd that they would take us out to dinner rather than us hanging out at his-I mean their- place. I figured it out the minute I got there. The small diamond that he had gave her was flashing if off the moment we walked in. It was really no big surprise when they announced it. That day my heart felt like it was ripped to shreds. Zayn realized, but didn’t say anything. He didn’t want to ruin the night for himself or Perrie.

“Kaitlynn, are you alright?” Zayn asked, bringing me back to my senses. He wiped away the tears from my eyes. “Why are you crying right now?” I looked down at the ground.

Should I tell him? If I tell him, he could never talk to me again. If I don’t tell him, we could have problems for the rest of our lives. But telling him can lead to people calling me a slut or whore who’s out to get Zayn. The rumors afterward would be horrid and I’ll definitely have to seclude myself from the world.

My head is lifted up and a pair of lips connected with mine. I kissed back without hesitation and wrapped my arms around his neck. He deepened the kiss into something more as he grabbed my curly hair. His lips were just so soft, but they weren’t Justin’s. I pulled back and wiped my lips. Zayn looked at me confused and hurt.

“Did I do something wrong?” Zayn asked. Had I reacted too harsh? I wanted this with him, but not this way. Not with both of us taken by somebody else. I shook my head, staring into his eyes. “Then, what’s the matter? Tell me and I’ll fix it.”

“Zayn, don’t you see? This isn’t right. You have a fiancee and I a boyfriend. This is wrong. We’re not supposed to kiss. I would love to, but not behind the back of anybody.” I told him. I laid my hands on his shoulder, while he looked down at me. There were tears coming down his face. He bit his lip to stop more from falling. Why would he be crying? “I didn’t mean to make you upset. It’s just..I’m so confused with my feelings right now.”

“I understand. I should have controlled myself more. I don’t like to see you upset and you were crying. I wanted to know why.” Zayn said.

I sighed and playfully rolled my eyes. “I’ll tell you another time, but for right now, let’s enjoy each other’s company.”

He smiled and took my hand. Maybe it could work out between us. He did just kiss me. Does that tell me how he feels about me really? People go through everyday wondering do the person they like actually like them back. Just being apart of that could make you go completely insane. This could just be one of those “I just wanted to kiss you, then run back to my girlfriend” thing. Trust me, it hurts when it’s done over and over again to you. It hurts to be hated.

Notes

He bit his lip to stop more from falling.

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