I was about to leave when-

'You better come to the hotel where your father and I currently staying at, young lady. You cannot just run off like that! We have been trying to call you none stop, we will not hesitate to go back home with both you and Zayn.' - Mom.

I mentally cringed just thinking about them dragging us both home. It wouldn't be a pretty scene and I knew my mother never gave empty threats. For all I know my dad could have been processing our transfers to a college in Orlando. Closer to home, where they can watch us. This is what we had been avoiding... we being me and Zayn. My brother must have been fuming at this point, I'm pretty sure.

Suddenly Angelica came in. She noticed how I kept quiet still and continued sleeping on my bed like a dead body, that's what I was actually. Blankly staring at the ceiling-

"What's wrong?" She questioned laying down her text books and water bottle down the desk on her side of the room.

"I hate my life!" I groaned.

"Zaneh, you're scaring me." She said softly coming over to sit on the edge of my bed, where do I start? Today has been a very eventful day.

"My parents know-" I paused. "They know everything about me and... Harry.....Zayn!"

"What? How?" She gasped like a fish out of water.

"I was angry and I just let it all out but now I regret it. Harry's mom was there and Harry was there arghhh.." I growled. "They kept talking about how Zayn and Harry should be friends again and shouldn't fight because of a girl.... that is until they found out I'm the girl."

"Tragic!" Angelica yelped.

"Is that suppose to make me feel better?" I said sarcastically sitting myself up, my legs crossed. I grabbed my phone and handed it to her. My mom's message was right on the lock screen with the other missed calls, as well as Walters love confession.

"Well isn't Walter sweet.." She mustered and I rolled my eyes.

"Harry came and-" I paused for a bit. " I love him, Angelica. I love him and I can't keep lying to myself. For a while he made me happy and we had a good thing going on. I was in denial and Walter has been nothing but nice to me. I feel like an evil harlot..." I sighed. "I don't want to break his heart or make him feel like I used him."

"You did practically use the guy." Angelica said.

"Because I'm a selfish bitch! I tried loving him. He is a nice person like seriously I tried to feel something but I couldn't."

"Duh! You have never been one for good nice guys. You like bad boys like Harry Styles." She laughed.

I only scowled at her.

"Let's not pretend like you make the best choices at boys as well... Zayn isn't the nicest daisy around-" I stuck my tongue out at her. It was unbelievable, with Angie I felt like all my bits of problems were all forgotten for a while.

"Argh Zayn is the past.." Her smile slowly faded. "I won't make that mistake again." I felt bad because I knew that she really loved him and maybe just maybe deep deep down on the left corner then dig deeper and deep down again, Zayn had a heart.

"Just like that?" I questioned pursing my lips.

"How do I expect a guy who treats his own sister like crap to treat me any indifferently. If anything he treated me worse."

"Sorry!" Was all I could mutter because it was true, throughout summer Zayn hadn't even respected the fact that he was dating Angie. He perused with new girls especially high school seniors. There was something about being in high school and dating a college guy apparently. I never figured out why but it just was. Of course i never told Angie, I couldn't. It was hard to see her hurt like that honestly.

"You need to go your Parents hotel asap! Start sorting your life out." She gave me a warm smile.

"I very much so dream it would end but I have to start somewhere."

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