Dear Brother

Dear Heartbroken

"The bravest thing a man can do is love women." ~ Mort Sahl

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"So what happened ?" I asked Zayn, it was 5am. Im tired, I haven't slept at all, I have early classes, Harry kissed me, Angelica is asleep, Zayn was in a fight ; at this moment its safe to say I have no idea what's going on.

"Nothing." He said coldly.

"Zayn ?!?" I softly pushed for him to talk.

"Some dudes at the party tried to get their way with her." He replied.

"And ?" I asked yet again, I know Zayn always hated it when we were kids....I miss my other half.

"They wanted to hurt me but like what the fuck... Why would it hurt me like I just met her a week ago." He exclaimed.

Suddenly I realised Angelica was wide awake.

"So that's really how you feel Zayn ?" She sat up straight from Zayn's bed.

"I just met you a week ago, we f****d that was that." Zayn bluntly replied standing up from the edge of his bed, I didn't know if it was my place to say anything but I wasn't going to tell Angie 'I told you so.'

"Well it meant something to me." Angie said standing up as well, I remained seated on the carpeted floor with my legs crossed the position I was in when I was cleaning Zayn's hurt knuckles. I hate this situation...

"Do I look like a relationship type of guy, Angelica feet over your fucken self. You knew this was how it was going to be when you decided to get involved with me !!" He shouted with anger, his vein piping out on his left hand.

"I hate you and I never wanna see you again." She walked towards the door. "Mutual feeling" Zayn coldly spoke. "Zaneh let's go." She turned back to me and I quickly stood up following her pace as soon as we made our way out Zayn banged the door behind us but the only thing that got my attention was the sobbing cries of Angie as we approached the front door. I really felt bad, because his my brother and she's my friend.

"Angie wait !!" I followed her fast pace towards my car.

"I kno-w Za-neh-you-were-right." She hiccuped unable to control her sobs.

"Forget about him." I hugged her tight, the weather was windy, here we were shivering in the cold.

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I woke up feeling exhausted even though I had just slept throughout the whole afternoon. Oh s**t !

I jumped out of my single bed checking the time on my night stand 17:12 there is nothing I can do now. I have already missed my lectures, exhaling I looked over to Angie's bed which was neatly made and there was a note on the purple pillows.

Sorry I didn't wake you up, I figured you needed some rest after last night.Just needed some time to think. Thank you for being a good friend.

Xoxo

-Angie

I smiled after reading the sweet note, I hope she is okay. Zayn really messed up by losing a girl like Angie but I mean who am I kidding I knew this was coming Zayn literally pushes every good thing away just so he can accommodate the bad. Typical

I made my bed faster than I thought before I realised someone was on the door probably the Dorm caretaker, she comes every once a week. I swear its like having your mom check your room once a week quite agitating. I made my way to the door, my bed was made anyways and Angie's side of the room was spotless clean sometimes I think she had OCD. The little thing bother her like when I leave my hair tie on the dresser... I mean really you can't even see it.

Opening the door with my shoulders slumped.

"Babe ?" He said in a husky voice.

"Uhm Angelica isn't here so yeah." I tried closing the door but he blocked it with his foot.

"I'm not here for Angelica."

"So how can I help you ?" I questioned.

"Zayn said I should come and check up on you."

"Oh, we both know Zayn wouldn't care even if I died today hahaha." I lightly chuckled suddenly hurt by my own use of words. "What do you really want ?" I raised an eye brow.

"To see you, now can I come in." Harry spoke in a husky voice even though I was no longer head over heels for him, I still found him attractive. Nononono I shouldn't this is how it starts. We needed to talk so I let him in, slowly closing the door, looking at him as he sat on my bed. I could just jump on top of him gosh...

My subconscious always seems to think the opposite. "Harry... I think we should just act like we don't know each other." I firmly spoke fidgeting with my hands in my back pocket, I always get nervous around him for some stupid reason.

"For now right ?" He smirked.

"No I mean don't follow me or whatever that you are doing, it only makes Zayn angrier."

He stood up standing just a few inches away from me, only making me even more nerve wrecked.

"You said Zayn wouldn't even care if you died today, he probably won't mind if we f**k once or twice."

"Or never." I stepped away from him, I knew this was coming...

"We will found out soon then..." He says his hands finding themselves around my waist, for some stupid reason I don't stop him.

"No Harry." I grumble trying to reason but it comes out as a moan.

"Yes baby." He roughly grips my thighs pressing me hard against the wall before smashing his lips on mine. Immediately feeling the fireworks between us, I can't hold it back anymore I pull him by his shirt deepening the kiss. He pulls away to catch his breath looking into my eyes, as he lifts me up like I weigh nothing, I wrap my legs around his waist immediately feeling his hard crotch, rubbing himself between my thighs. A moan escapes my mouth once again, he groans as I run my hands through his hair until I hear tingling of keys then suddenly the door opens... Making me jump onto my feet.

"Oh my- I didn't know you had company." Angelica fumbled with her keys grinning from ear to ear as she dropped her shopping bags.

My cheeks must be beet red, what was I thinking... I'm glad she interrupted this because I would have made a fool out of myself.

"No-uhm-Angie-harry-was-uhm-about-to-leave." I stuttered Harry just smirked at the way I was so nervous.

"This isn't over baby." He said kissing my cheek and with that he was gone.

"So you and Harry ?" Angie smirked putting her shopping bags on her side of the room.

"No we uh no nothing." I blushed.

"You skank little w***e, I knew it from the first day I met him you were both mentally undressing each other." She grinned and I can't help but blush.

"No Angie, he just wants to sleep with me after that he will forget my existence." I frowned.

"Well then don't give him the pleasure of hurting you."

"Trust me he has already hurt me enough." I muttered to myself sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Really tell me about ?"

"He was my high school crush, he knew I liked him so he basically made fun of me and bullied me everyday."

"Oh my gosh, this is like a Disney movie, Bully falls for his victim." Angie cooed.

"Hahaha yeah not in this life." I shrugged. Love is stupid only found in movies.

"Do you know a guy named Walter ?" She asked.

"Uhm yeah I met him at the frathouse."

"Oh yeah ? He was asking about you earlier." He's quite cute I guess.

"Anyways you and Zayn ?" Her smile immediately faded.

"I wish I never met him." She bluntly announced changing into her sweats and a NYC T-shirt.

"What happened ?" I pushed.

"I found Zayn f*****g another girl the other day so I went to the party and tried to make him jealous so I dry humped some other guys then it got to another level and I didn't want to sleep with him." Her eyes were getting blurry with tears so I moved over to comfort her.

"He drugged me then dragged me to a room upstairs, until Zayn came and fought the idiots." She sobbed.

"I thought he cared about me." Zayn doesn't give a crap about anyone but Zayn. I thought to myself.

"He doesn't know what he lost." I mumbled in her ear rubbing circles on her back.

"I don't want to sound crazy right but can I tell you something ?" She smiled though her tears.

"No worries tell me."

"For some reason your smile reminds me of Zayn even the way you stick your hands in your back pockets when you are nervous... Its crazy I know."

"Its okay... I'm glad I do." I giggled.

That's because his my twin brother.

My subconscious shouted in my head but I couldn't tell her it wasn't a good time for the past year I've known her, I always told her I was an only child. This is a horrible feeling.