{Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street, Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly, Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall, Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all}

Niall POV

I had a wonderful chat with Jasmine during lunch, she made me realize that Zayn wanted to express his feeling throughout our childhood and middle school, but I was just to blind to see it. I'm starting to develop feelings for Zayn, but even if I like him, he still won't forgive me. It's not my fault no matter how many times I try to defend myself, Zayn won't forgive me. I know verbal abuse hurt Zayn in the past, but I would never do that to him.

I walk into my last period class hoping it goes by fast. Even tho it's a free period, it's weird cuz why can't we just leave during free period instead of staying here bored. Might as well do homework.         I glance at the door to see Zayn walk in. I forgot, I have this class with him.

Zayn walks inside and takes a seat behind me. For about twenty five minutes, I manage to complete all my homework, Zayn kept kicking my chair randomly and it's starting to get on my nerves.

"Zayn, can you stop kicking my chair." I yell whisper, turning neck to face him.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"I was busy doing homework, why are you talking to me anyways? You hate me." I whisper.

"I don't hate you, it's just..." Zayn started, but I can't him off.

"Don't you dare say it, I'm sick and tired of telling you that I didn't say all those horrible words into the recorder Louis gave you. It just leave me alone." I spoke loudly than I thought.

"Zayn and Niall, stop disturbing the class, finish any homework you have, once you're done, remain quiet until dismissal." The teacher snap.

Zayn kicked my chair more rapidly, I turn around giving him a deadly glare, it only cause him to laugh lightly. I turn my head to the front and smile to myself. I just notice how more good looking Zayn's is, I mean he was always attractive looking, but the older he got, the more beauty came with it. I like the blue jean jacket on him with the black skinny jeans, the tattoos on his body. It may not be the same Zayn I knew, back in middle school with glasses, but just a more older and different style of Zayn.

"What are you thinking about?" Zayn questioned, extremely close to my ear.

"Nothing." I say rather quickly, feeling my cheeks hear up. Zayn moves closer titling his head to examine my face.

"I bet, I know what you're thinking, it's about me isn't? You can't stand how I've changed so much with the tattoos and the partying. You don't like how I dress and you want the old Zayn back, am I right." Zayn says in a vulnerable tone.

I look at Zayn, I don't understand why does he need my approval of what he wears and what he does with his life. He looks fine to me.

"No Zayn, this Zayn with the tattoos and dark clothes on is fine with me, you know that I don't judge you like other people." I whisper, looking way from him.

"That's where you're wrong, you don't like the new me cuz I've had to made myself this way to get approval of being popular. So you can stop lying to yourself." Zayn spat.

The bell rang and I put my notebooks away and walked out the classroom. I dislike Zayn's attitude, he can be nice and gentle at first, then completely tears me down, because he thinks I'm lying. Maybe I do miss the old Zayn, but I can't get him back, he's to far in being popular to be his true self. I walk to my locker and put my book bag inside and locked it. I felt someone shove me softly onto the lockers.

"Where are you going?" Zayn questioned, putting his hand on my waist.

"I'm going home, were else would I go." I snap, trying to push him off me, but he pin my hands onto the lockers and started to kiss me, I didn't kiss him back.

"Zayn, you need stop this, I don't wanna kiss you." I muttered.

"Oh, stop lying, I know you do. Just admit it, you're falling for me and you won't be able to stop it, because I won't ever go out with you. This is my payback, you hurt me in the past and I hurt you by making you fall in love with me." Zayn smirked.

"You're gigantic prick, you know that? You have you're head so far up being popular, you can't tell what's right and what's wrong. Just let go over me, please." I pleaded, feeling my voice crack. Zayn making it harder not to fall for him, I just wanna go home and eat ice cream, while watching Netflix to forget about him.

Zayn moves closer to my face and cups my face, then presses soft lips against mine, I didn't even protest, so I kissed back. I think I'm going to be addicted to kissing Zayn and he's making me fall for his trap.

Zayn's pulls back, "I'm having to party tonight, you're invited and you better come, or I will drag you to my house." He snaps, then walks away.

I sigh and fix my ruffled up clothes. I wipe my lips off with the back of my hand, but the tingling sensation is still their. Would Zayn really do that to me? Make me fall for him, than he wouldn't want to be with me?

"Niall, are you feeling alright?"Jasmine questioned, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Hey, I'm alright, would you mind walking home with me?"

"Yeah sure," Jasmine smiles, then linking our arms together leaving the school and walking towards my house.

"When I was done putting things in my lockers, did I see you snogging Zayn next to you're locker?" Jasmine questioned, grinning.

I felt my face turning into a bright cherry. "Umm yeah, I didn't want to kiss him, but I just gave in. He's been really persisted in kissing me." I mumble.

"Isn't that a good thing? You guys can finally to be together, I told you that y'all were meant to be, it was just a matter of time."

I shake my head, "No, it's not that simple, Zayn trying to make me fall for her him deeply, so I can suffer like he did when Stupid Harry and Louis did their evil plan. He won't want to go out with me."

"That's awful, Zayn wasn't never this mean or evil, but you know what they say, the truth will come out one way or another." Jasmine chirps.

"I haven't heard that before."

"Me either, I just made it up to sound really smart." Jasmine says laughing. I laugh along with her.

We finally reached my house.

"Thanks for walking me home." I gush, hugging her.

"Anytime time Niall, don't let Zayn get it to, he's know deep down what he's doing to you is wrong."

"Ok, bye Jasmine see you tomorrow." I wave, as she walks away.

"Alright, bye." She waves.

****

It's already nightfall and I just got out the shower, I'm debating on what to were during the party. I decided on a wearing a green tank top that says crazy mofos and some jeans.

"Where do you think you're going?" My mother announce behind me.

"A party."

"It isn't Zayn's party is it? I've heard a lot of rumors of alcohol and drugsbeing used during his parties. I knew all along Zayn was a bad person." My mother spat.

"Well I'm not going to be using any drugs or drink alcohol, so I will be see you later tonight." I spoke loudly, and left my house without letting her respond.

I knock on Zayn's door, their loud music playing inside, so I knocked harder until someone opens the door.

"You finally made it, I thought I had to drag you here." Zayn smiles. I push past him entering his house, but he takes my arm and spins me around.

"How come you didn't wear something that has sleeves on." Zayn snaps.

I roll my eyes. "You have a problem with how I dress now? You're unbelievable."

"It's not that, it just you're showing too much of you're muscular arms and that premature chest hair. Guys in this party might go wild see you like this." Zayn says nervously, gulping eyeing me up and down.

"Well, I would take my chances." I huff, slightly blushing.

"Don't have too much fun Niall, I will be watching you." Zayn says, then walks away from me.

"Well, who invited you here?" A guy with a buzz cut spat.

"Zayn and how are you?"

"I'm Liam, you know one of the most popular people in our school." He praised.

"Really? I never knew you're name or who were you." I sassed.

"Oh, you have a smart mouth now. How cute, but you will remember me, as the person who destroyed you're percious little friendship." Liam snap, chuckling.

"You? But I thought...."

"You thought wrong, I made Harry and Louis finish my plan, I'm the brains behind the plan, now you can sit down and process that, while I enjoy myself." Liam says smiling, then walked away. I sat on the couch, it's pretty packed with people in here. My eyes wander around Zayn's place until my eyes land on the kitchen, I see Liam and Zayn talking, then Liam leaning in for a kiss. I felt my heart drop and sting at the same time.

Zayn kisses back and puts his arms around Liam, Zayn eyes wanders around the living until he spots me and smiles. I look anywhere, but the kitchen where their snogging the life out of each other. I might be jealous, but I won't show, so they can laugh at me.

"Hey, you want some of this." A boy asked me.

"No I'm fine, I don't drink."

The guys laughs. "Me either, it's water." He says, handing me the cup. I was hesitant at first to drink it, what if he did something to it.

You want me to drink some? I promise you, I didn't spike it." He says taking the cup away from me and sip some, then he puts it back in my hand.

"I'm sorry, that was pretty lame of me." I mumble.

"No it's alright, you can't trust a lot of people at parties. It's good that you didn't." He says smiling.

I smile back. "What's you're name?" I questioned.

"Channing, like Channing Tatum, but more sexier."

I laugh loudly. "That's to meet you Channing."

"Like wise, so you don't think I'm hotter than Channing Tatum?" He fake pouts.

"You're pretty cute." I laugh, taking a sip of water from my cup.

"Just cute?"

"Amazingly hot, how's that." I questioned, smiling.

"That's better, you're not so bad yourself."

I blush. "Thanks, are you here with someone?" I asked.

"Nope, I'm newly single." He says taking a sip outta of his cup.

"How come?"

"I caught my boyfriend cheating on me, I found him in bed with three other guys." Channing says sadly.

I put my hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, you didn't deserve it."

"I'm over it now, he was a jerk to me."

"I hope you find someone better than that jerk."

"Yeah, I hope so." Channing huffs.

"You have to leave my party." Zayn snaps.

"Why?" Channing questioned.

"It's my party and you have to leave!"

"Zayn, can you stop and let the guy stay."

"No, he's not staying with you."

"Don't tell me you're jealous, you can't be, because you have Liam now, it's not fair to me, so don't tell me who I can't hang out with." I snap, feeling my eyes water.

Zayn eyes soften. "Blue, I'm sorry I didn't mean..." Zayn started, but I cut him off.

"Don't, I don't care what you and Liam do at you're party, I will be coming home and don't follow or talk to me." I spat, and made my outside and into house trying not to cry.

Third POV

"Why the hell Zayn was all over Niall, like Niall was getting along with that guy and Zayn just interrupted them!" Angry Liam spat.

"Maybe he still has a thing for Niall." Louis says timidly.

Liam glares at Louis, "And why the hell Zayn would have a thing for Niall, when Zayn is going out with me!?" Liam spat at Louis.

"I'm just thinking out loud." Louis whispers.

"Just stop talking already Louis."

"Ok, I'm sorry."

"I'm going to try to find Zayn, so he can forget about that loser Niall." Liam says, then walks away from Louis.

"Hey Harry!" Shouted Louis, then Harry twerk walk over to Louis.

"Harry are you drunk?" Louis questioned, trying not to laugh.

"A little, I just wanted to see, if I could twerk walk towards you." Harry somewhat slurs. 

"You did great, but I wanted to ask you, do you feel bad about breaking up Zayn and Niall?"

Harry shook his head up and down, "Yeah, it's been eating me up inside, I feel totally guilty."

Louis sigh. "I thought, I was the only one."

"Let's not think about that, wanna dance with me?" Harry says smiling.

"No, I should wait for Liam."

"Why would you wanna wait for Liam, he doesn't like you anymore. He wants Zayn, I'm not trying to be mean, but I wanna dance with you." Harry pleaded.

"I'm sorry, I don't wanna dance." Louis says quietly.

Harry rolls his eyes. "But if Liam asked to dance with you, you would do it right? Forget I asked. Stay here by yourself and wait for Liam." Harry spat, then walked away. Louis stayed for a while waiting for Liam, but never showed up, so he left the party.

Niall POV

I get out the shower and put some a fresh shirt and boxers, my eyes red from crying in the shower. I get my house phone and Dial Jasmine number.

"Hello?" Jasmine questioned.

"Hey Jasmine." I croaked.

"Hey Niall, what's the matter?"

"Zayn, that's what the matter, he wanted me to go to his stupid party to see him kiss Liam, then Zayn gets jealous of a guy that was being nice to me." I cried.

"That's awful, Zayn becoming a bigger jerk that before."

"Exactly and he got the nerve to apologize, I don't want his pity, I want him to accept me that I'm freaking falling for him and I may want to be with him, but if he wants to kiss other people to hurt me that he can go screw himself." I snap.

"Yeah you're totally right, I'm sorry, but I have to go. We talk together ok? Just get a good night sleep." Jasmine says clearly.

"Ok, thanks for listening to me rant and I didn't mean to yell like that, I want just anger." I whisper.

Not it's totally fine, alright Niall, talk to you tomorrow, bye."

"Bye Jasmine." I say, then hang up the house phone. I wipe the tears of the my face and get into bed and try not to think about Zayn who ruin my day and heart.

Only a few more chapter until this books ends. :(

Dedication: eleanornovio14