I was very confused on what I just did. Why would I leave Louis? Why would I leave my friends? Why did I care so much that Zayn quit? Did I have feelings for Zayn that I didn't realize until now?

I was so Lost in my own mental interrogation that I had walked directly into someone. "Oh I'm so... Zayn!" I exclaimed, feeling mixed emotions as I see him smile lightly. "Hey babe." I get Lost in those beautiful eyes until I remember, Zayn abandoned his friends. I took a step back.
"Zayn, we need to talk." He gestured to a nearby bench and we sat.

"Well... what do we need to talk about?" he asks. "Us." I spit out. "I mean... uh..." Zayn raises an eyebrow. "One Direction. That's what." He let out a sigh. "I quit. So what?" I stare at him. "So what? You're just going to abandon your friends. Leave them completely. With everything you've gone through together?" He looks at the ground, kicking it with his red and white hightops. "You make it seem worse than it is..." I look at him and gently reach over to him.

"Zayn Malik... wewe left people who have been there for wewe through EVERYTHING. wewe can't leave because... well whatever reason wewe left for. One Direction isn't One Direction without you. wewe have to go back."

"Back to what?!" he exclaimed, standing up. "Back to Louis rubbing it in my face that he has you? Back to him being pudgy whenever I ask to spend time with you? Him being so conceited about me loving wewe when he just wants wewe because Eleanor broke up with him? I don't want to go back to that!"

He just wants wewe because Eleanor broke up with him.

Tears. I fight to keep them in. I can't. "H-he's using me?" I feel Zayn's grip on my shoulders. "Yes. That's why I should have done this a while ago."

Before I could put together what he meant, he kisses me. Swiftly and softly. I felt myself kissing him back. Could I have been in upendo with him and been with the wrong person? So much inner turmoil. But... I'd think about that later... I was a little busy.