Lalaine's POV

As soon as I got up from my bed, I turned to face to the couch where Harry stayed the rest of the night. He left already but noticed a letter on my side. I quickly stood up to reach it.



Laine,
I got up early for an interview and other stuffs. I am with the lads and Melissa since she was on the interview too. Watch us please!! H x




I quickly turned on the television on my front and turned on a channel where the boys were being interviewed. The interview was starting already.. From the interview, there were sets of questions for the boys. Since Zayn was the last, he was the one I've caught up for the interview. The question is from a fan of Melissa and a purely British Directioner.


"I just want to ask if you Zayn and Melissa are dating?" The fan is shaking while she asks for it. The camera again rolled to Zayn. He was smiling to huge that he'll reveal the truth. He stared at Mel and then started to talk.


"Um yes. Melissa and I were dating." Both Melissa and Zayn were staring at each other. They look very happy though distance was apart. The boys were so loud. They are cheering for both of them.




I turned off the television and laid back on my bed. I cried again. It hurts me to think that Melissa would have a lot time to Zayn. Zayn would ignore me now. He'll not trust me anymore and won't ever do all the stuffs we like.. I felt so neglected.. I am so alone. I have no parents and close friends, and now my best friend who always think about me.





RING. RING. RINGGG.. .

I quickly wiped my tears and grabbed my phone without even checking the name.



"Hi Laine." A cheerful voice greeted.

"Hi Haz. That's a good interview. I'd watched it." I said, pretending that I didn't cry.


"Oh. Sorry Laine." He said in a soft voice. "Um we'll have a date later. I'll pick you up by 2. I think 1hour is enough to stop you from crying and fix yourself right?" He asked.


"W-what?" I asked but Harry ended up the call.




I screamed my annoyance. "Why do Harry keep on getting always there when I cry. Why did he ask me for a dinner? Shitttttt!!!!!" I asked myself as I pressed my duvet tightly. I want to hurt someone. I want to scream!!!!!!! After noticing that I am making fucking sounds alone, I got up to my bed and prepared for my date that didn't even told me if I can make it or not.


As soon as I am done applying make ups, a knocked from my door sounded. It's Mel and Zayn.



"Oh. Hi!!! Come in!" I smiled at them as I stood up from a huge mirror. They welcomed me with kisses and hugs.


"We'll just ask you if you can go with us. Just three of us." Melissa told cheerfully as Zayn's winking on me to come. I shook my head as I saw a tall quiff messy hair standing on the door frame. I pointed Harry.



"Sorry, we'll have a date." I grinned at them as I walked towards Harry. He gripped my waist and smiled at me. I pressed a grin to him also.


"Sorry mate. I have him tonight." Harry sounded.




The two nodded to us, assuring that it's okay. We decided to go together downstairs and then collided from the cars. I waved my good byes to them as Harry wayed me from the front seat.


"Hop in princess!" He said cheerfully. I mouthed thank you and then waited for him to get inside too.


"Where we going?" I asked as I turned to face him. He just smiled at me and then drove to somewhere. The car ride was something normal. Small chatting and laughters.




From the way we droved to, I noticed the Arc of Triomphe. I screamed at Harry who was concentrating on the road. "Fuck Harry!!! You're the best. I just see this on books and some pictures more. Yay thank you Harry." I thanked cheerfully, shaking his arms. I'm freaking.


He chuckled and turned fo face me. "Seriously, I prefer you to be asleep than to be awake hurting my ears with your voice." He joked, pressing a dimple smile on me. I directly wayed my palms on his cheek bone and press it. He let out a loud groan and stop the car on the side.



"My princess, undoubtedly if you won't stop being naughty I'll lick you up like what we did then." He said on my ears. His voice makes me shiver. Fuck. The hotness of his voice was surrounding my body.



I shook my head and didn't bother to protest. He giggled at me and then drove back the road. After what he said, the car went in silence. I put my head set on and closed my eyes.


"It's too loud." Harry mouthed from my side. I rolled my eyes and lessen the volume.




Afterwards, he sang Torn. Wow. It's too perfect. I lessen the volume more and listened to Harry's voice. Suddenly he stopped singing and laughed. I turned to face her with what-happened-to-you look.

"Does my voice really seem better than the songs on your playlist?" He asked, mid-chuckles on his.




I shooked my head and rolled my eyes again. I didn't answer all his questions til finally we were on the Arc de Triomphe.