Promises were meant to be broken.

SAMANTHA'S P.O.V


I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror, slightly ruffling my hair. Don't think I was looking all cute for Zayn, ok maybe a little but really it was really was this party I was going to. Tyler and I had gotten into a fight about David and I really needed to get my mind off of it. Tyler doesn't think I'm faithful and frequency I didn't want to be in a relationship if the other didn't trust me. I applied more lip gloss before hearing the door bell ring.
"I got I-" I groaned and shook my head. "No one is home Samantha, duh." I ran downstairs and opened the door to come face to face with Niall.
"Samantha!?!" he breathed shocked. I just stood there confused as to why he was here.
"Sammy? You gonna let us in?" Zayn's voice asked, I turned my head slightly to Zayn.
"Yeah." I breath slowly while moving out of the way. "They're in his room." I say looking at the ground, allowing my hair to cover my face.
"How many boxes are there?" Zayn asked.
"Um six." I say as we make our way up the stairs. This was the last time I was going to talk to him so I guess I could make the best of it, right?
"Right there." I said pointing to a stack of boxes as we entered Johan's room. I leaned against the door frame and watched the two very attractive boys pick up a box, both not daring to make eye contact with me.
"My mom would like to see you before you go back on tour." I forced out. Yes beleive it or not but my mom much like Johan still has hope in Zayn. At my voice both their heads shot in my direction.
"Why would she want to see me?" Zayn asked as Niall headed downstairs to put the box he held in Zayn's car.
"I don't like you, I never said my mom didn't like you." I said looking at anything but him. But as I felt his fingers slightly grip my chin, forcing me to look into his Carmel eyes, I gulped. He searched my eyes for a while before a smile spread across his face.
"You don't hate me." he stated taking a quick glance at my lips.
"And how would you know?"
"Because Sammy I've know you my entire life and I know when you lie, your pupils get slightly dilated and your cheeks turn a slight shade of pink." he said tracing my jaw line up to my cheekbone. I gulped again, staring back into his eyes.
"What are you getting at Malik." I choke out,my mouth getting dry as his lips started to trace my lips.
"I'm saying that you don't hate me. You never have, you just don't want to admit you still love me."
"and who says I ever loved you?" I whimpered
"You did. On our 7th date at the park." he whispered slowly leaning in, I could feel his minty breath hit my lips as he said that. He took another glance at my lips before slowly closing his eyes and leaning more in.
"Mate, you gonna help?" I heard Niall's harsh voice. I cursed and thanked Niall all at the same time. Zayn groaned and leaned away.
"Yeah mate. Of coarse." Zayn said sarcastically



NIALL'S P.O.V

I waited for Zayn to bring down his box but he was taking a unnessicary amount of time in doing that so I decided to see what was keeping him up. But as I made my way upstairs and down the hall I stopped in my tracks. There Zayn and Samantha stood, to close for comfort. I couldn't help but feel a wave of jealousy come across my body. I get it, she's Zayn's first love but she's also my first too. Plus Zayn had his chance, it was my turn now.
"Mate, you gonna help?" I spoke up a little to harshly.
"Yeah mate. Of coarse." he answered with just as much harshness. He grabbed a box and walked down the hall, purposely bumping into my shoulder with a good amount of force. I grabbed another box and walked quickly after Zayn. As we made it to the car and put the boxes in, he gave me another shove.
"What's your problem mate!" he growled. I shoved him back twice as hardly.
"what's my problem!? What's your problem? She doesn't like you anymore mate! You said it yourself that she hates you so back off!" I yelled back. He froze, sadness written all over his face causing me to regret my harsh words.
"Mate-" I started but he just shook his head before heading back inside. God why couldn't I just keep my moth shut.

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