Melanie's P.O.V:

I close my eyes and lie on my bed, trying to sleep and forget about all the memories of tonight. A tear escapes my eyes when his words keep replaying in my head again and again. I open my eyes and wipe off my tear. I turn around, facing the wall and close my eyes still fighting my thoughts.

No matter how hard I try to forget everything, our conversation just keeps playing in my head. My eyes shot opens when I realize something. He said that he was a fool to think that it meant something to me. The kiss, he was talking about our kiss. But why did he say that? Why would he think that it meant something to me? Does he..does he- no, he can't. He has a girlfriend. Why would he have feelings for me? We always hated each other, we still do or I'm not just sure of it anymore. I don't know why his words hurt me that much, I should expect these things from him because he never liked me. Louis was right, he doesn't mean anything to me so I shouldn't care about what he says, but that's the problem, I do care.

I groan and rub my hands on my face, and pick up my phone from the side to look at the time, it says two in the midnight. He had called me many times, but I just ignored all of his calls. He can't just insult me and expect me to be all good with him. I can't believe that he is the same guy who fought with Nolan because of me.

I again turn around and close my eyes, ignoring the never ending flashbacks of tonight when I hear something. I ignore the noise and try to sleep when I hear my room's window opening. I freeze on my bed, scared of who it might be. My eyes open and I clutch my bed sheet in horror. I turn around and before I can yell, I feel a hand on my mouth stopping me from yelling. I make muffling noises under that hand and try to punch that figure in their stomach when another hand grips my hand.

"Don't yell, people are gonna think I came here to murder you." I hear a familiar voice whisper and I look up at him, in my dark room. He stands close to my bed, with his one hand on my mouth and the other, grabbing my hand. His face is only inches away from mine. The moonlight lit his beautiful hazel eyes and I can see them sparkle in my dark room. I notice that my heart is beating abnormally. I breathe heavily, because someone just broke into my room and that someone was none other than Zayn. His face is still close to mine, hands still on the place where they were, we were frozen. Just staring into each other's eyes. His other hand leaves my hand, and it moves towards my face, moving my hair away from my eyes. He moves closer to me, until his lips touch my forehead, sending me those weird feelings again. The sparks, fireworks, the butterflies all start to erupt again. He rests his forehead on mine, his eyes never leaving mine.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me." Those words leave his mouth in a whisper. He sounds hurt. He looks guilty. His voice, his eyes, everything show that he is guilty. He scoots back from me, and begins to leave. I am confused, shocked and surprised. I lie there, staring at his figure leaving my room. His head turns around and he looks at me for the last time and begins to move towards my window, when I stop him.

"Zayn, wait!" I quickly say and get up from my bed. He slowly turns around and looks at me. I don't know what I am doing but it feels right. I quickly run towards him and wrap my arms around him. My head rests on his chest, inhaling his beautiful scent. His hands slowly reach my waist and he holds me closer to him. I feel his head resting on mine, while I stay there with my head on his chest. He tightens his grip around me and snuggles his face in my hair. There is drop dead silence in the room the only noise I can hear is hustling of the leaves outside my window due to the wind.

We stay in each other's arms, without moving. His hand moves to the back of my head and he slightly strokes my hair. It feels right. Everything, all of this, us. But I know it's not right. If I could stay like this forever, I would have. Because being in his arms, inhaling his scent, having his hands stroke my hair, is giving me the best feeling I can ever have. I still haven't figure out the reason why I get a different feeling when I am with him, which I'm sure no one can give me. But he manages to bring crazy butterflies in my stomach and make my heart race. His hand again moves from my hair to my waist, tightening his grip around me and giving me the feeling of being safe. Safe in his arms, like before.

"Mel.." he breathes against my ear, rising his head from mine, sending shivers down my spine. My heart beats faster than ever and I grip the back of his shirt, tightly.

"Don't say anything," I whisper. I don't want to ruin this moment, our moment. Because whenever one of us speaks, we just ruin everything. This silence between us is better than speaking. It's not better, it's beautiful.

"But-" he begins to speak but I stop him.

"Zayn, don't." I say, cutting him off and he sighs, resting his head back on mine. I can hear and feel his heart beat against my ear, and notice that I am not the only one who's heart is beating fast. Does those things happen to him too? Does he get the same feelings when I'm with him?

Suddenly I feel light kisses on top of my head, making my heart flutter. Never had I ever imagined that one day, we would be standing in my room in the middle of night, like this, in each other's arms. It is all wrong, but it is all right at the same time.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said earlier." He whispers against my hair, and I stay quiet. I don't want to say anything, because I'm afraid that I'll ruin it all.

"Mel?" He calls out my name again, making my heart skip a beat. Whenever he calls me Mel, it makes me have the weirdest feeling ever. Weirdest as in beautiful. It's scary that he has so much effect on me. I nod for him to continue, but don't look at him. My head was still on his chest.

"I didn't mean anything. I was just..I was angry." I hear those words leave his mouth. Angry? There was no reason for him to be angry, why was he angry? I pull back from him and notice the frown on his face. No matter how much I wanted to stay like that, but I had to pull back.

"Why were you angry?" I ask him, and he looks at me, his hands leave my waist and his hazel eyes stare into my dark brown ones. He takes a deep breathe and then shakes his head.

"I..I don't know. I just, I- leave it." He says and throws his hands down in defeat, looking away from me. He is hiding something, I know that.

"Zayn, tell me." I say in a calm and polite tone. His hands reach his pockets and he stands on tip toes, biting his lips nervously. I stand there, waiting for his response.

"I didn't like it." He says, after a while of silence, looking directly in my eyes. We are still standing close to each other. By close, I mean really close.

"I didn't like you kissing him." He says and that's when my heart again skips a beat. Is it because of what I'm thinking? No it can't be. But I am hoping for him to say what I'm thinking is true.

"Why?" I manage to say, and he again takes a deep breathe, without saying anything. He moves closer and his hands reach my face, resting them on my cheeks and face inches away from mine.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispers and I gasp when those words escape his mouth. I want to, I really want to. I want those lips to touch mine, I want to feel those crazy butterflies, those sparks, those fireworks. But I can't because he has a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend now.

"Zayn, I have...I have a boyfriend now. I can't." I manage to say, and notice the look on his face. Did I hurt him? It shouldn't effect him because he has a girlfriend. I wish I can say yes to him and experience those feelings again, but I can't. Because I'm committed to someone else now, I'm committed Louis.

He steps back from me and his hands leave my cheeks, making me feel empty without his touch. His lips part to say something but no words come out. He stares at me for while but then shifts his gaze on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that." He says, still not looking at me, but this isn't what I was expecting him to say. He would've said something else, something, anything but not this.

"I'll leave." He says and turn around. I don't want him to go. But I know I have no reason to stop him. Why can't I just stop him and kiss him? I know I shouldn't have these thoughts because I am in a relationship with someone, who cares about my happiness too much. But me? I'm just being selfish.

I shrug my thoughts and move forward, grabbing his hand and stop him. He turns back and looks at my hand, which was holding his. I quickly remove my hand from his and fiddle with my fingers.

"Can we be friends?" I quickly say without even thinking about it. What am I saying? Zayn and I, friends. Are you serious Melanie?

"You and I?" He asks, quirking his eyebrows up and I nod.

"Goodnight Nerdy," he says ignoring my question and moves forward, smashing his lips on my forehead and I close my eyes, controlling the tears which were about to escape any minute.

He pulls back and walk towards my window, climbing down and I just keep staring at his leaving figure from my window. I clutch the curtain with my hands and look at the figure below me. He stops walking and turns around to look up at me. I try to control my tears from falling when he turns back, getting in his car and driving away from me. As soon as he leaves, I let those tears escape my eyes, without being sure of the reason.

Why is life so complicated and not simple?

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A.n:

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