Saquanna

One Shot (Kat and Zayn)

This one shot is for my friend Kat (kittykatpancake). Sorry if it sucks, it was my first time even attempting to write one.

Zayn and I have been best friends since we first met in grade school. We have always been close, but lately we’ve been drifting apart. I’m pretty sure it’s because of his girlfriend, Courtney. They are going on nine months. Nine months of fucking hell for me. I’m not really sure why she hates me, but she does. The first time we met she told me to,” back off her man”…then she slapped me. I didn’t tell Zayn because I am afraid he won’t want to be friends anymore. Everything changed the night of Zayn’s birthday bash. Everything changed for the better.

Zayn invited a couple of the guys and me out for his birthday celebration at Club Rave. Club Rave is ridiculous to even try to get in; Zayn must have begged to get us passes. I look at the clock just as I finish my makeup. Fuck it’s almost nine; they will be here any minute. Before I know it, the doorbell is ringing. I run down the hallway of my flat to get to the door. I rip the door open, excited to see Zayn and the guys. “Surprise,” a haggard voice croaked. Courtney stood in my doorway in the tightest and shortest black dress I have ever seen. “What the hell are you doing here? Zayn said you would meet us all at Club Rave,” I stated, annoyed. Courtney stared with a smirk on her overly tanned face. “Zayn asked me to tell you don’t bother coming. He finally realized what a whore and bitch you are. So yeah don’t bother,” Courtney chuckled darkly. As she struts away, I slam the door. Tears start uncontrollably falling from my eyes. How could Zayn hate me? The thought itself was unbearable. I grabbed my Ben and Jerry’s ice cream out of the freezer. I put on Bridesmaids in the hopes that it will make me feel better. The doorbell rang again as the movie was just ending. “Courtney, if that’s you I’m going to stab you with a fucking knife!” I scream as I open the door. Zayn was standing there with tears streaming down his face. “Zayn are…are you okay?” I asked grasping him in a tight hug. “No. I caught Courtney cheating on me with Jimi” Zayn said while attempting to stop crying. I held him tighter in the hug as I apologized, but he stopped me.” Kat you have nothing to be sorry for. I’m so sorry I believed all those nasty things Courtney said about you. I just wanted to say that I love you and I always have. You’re beautiful, inside and out, and I couldn’t dream of a person I would rather spend my life with. I know that you might not feel the same way but…” I cut him off by crashing my lips hungrily on to his begging for him to stay. After a few breathless moments, I backed away. “I love you too, Zayn.”