...part two...
Nadia's POV
"I'm driving!", I ordered, knowing Harry would not let me do it.
"Nope love, I am. I don't like being driven by ladies", Harry said.
"No one wants to know what Hazza likes."
"Yeah right! Take a look outside, and you'll see who 'cares' about Hazza's likes and dislikes", Harry said pointing at the crowd of girls who were dying for just a glance of him.
"Ugh'fine just drive. I ain't in a mood to argue.", I said, giving up.
Harry grinned like an idiot at me for letting him win the argument.
***
At Nadia's place
"Woman get me some beer.", Harry ordered.
"You know I don't drink. Why even ask?", I said.
"You know I drink. And I come here often. Try being more hospitable, lady!", Harry said.
"Just shut up already. Want coffee?"
"With Irish cream", Harry replied with a smirk.
"Wait then."
Harry's POV
Oh how I loved checking out stuff at Nadia's place. Wonder how she could kept her house that neat! Mine was bigger but nowhere near clean. It was more like a pile of trash.
I opened her laptop to check out some of the latest stuff she got.
Amazing! She was logged into Livejournal, and didn't even sign out. Idiot!
Lost In Paradise, Why the heck did she have that as a username!?
Flipping through the journals she wrote, I found something really personal.
28th August 2010
I wouldn't tell you this, not after this day. Wonder why I was quiet all this while though. Silence backfired at me. Made me lose the only person I had chosen for myself.
She confessed, and I stood there watching my world being devastated and wrecked, my dreams being shattered. Horrible didn't even came close to describing what I felt today.
But that's okay. If you end up happy then so will I. I'll be there, always.
Heck! Was this some sort of prologue for a fanfic or what? Or wait, was this actually true?
I scrolled down, finding some similar journals as the previous ones.
15th September
You didn't come today on my birthday, since you two had plans together. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel bad. You didn't call nor did you leave a message, perhaps you didn't even remember the birthday of your friend who never forgot to celebrate yours on every 12th January since the time we were four.
I don't have a choice. I can't tell you, nor can I help feeling this way.
Pain was what you brought in my life.
The journals were scary...horrendous for a person who never even knew what heartbreak felt like.
By this time, I was sure, fully certain that Nadia loved Zayn, and could never express that since Perrie and Zayn got together leaving her with no choice but writing these Hollywood-modern Shakespeare like heartbroken journals. Gosh, now I was being harsh.
I needed Nialler to help me with the confrontation I was planning to do. I'd make sure Nadia confessed everything to me today.
I dialled Niall's number.
"Hello? Nialler...emergency! Come to Naddie's place at once. We've got some serious job to do today. I swear it'll be fun", I said.
I didn't know if it would actually end up being 'fun', but I needed to have Nialler's attention, and I was successful with the mention of just that one word!
"Haz, W*F are you planning on? I'm not up for any pranks on Naddie. I'm seriously dying with this headache, aspirin refuses to work.", Nialler said moaning in pain.
"To hell with headaches! I'm serious man! Okay listen here's the news. I found something, and I'm pretty sure Nad loves Zayn. I need to you here RIGHT NOW! Dare not nag like a sissy little girl moaning in pain, or I'm really shoving it in your ass!", I shouted.
"Shove what?", was Nialler's quirky reply.
"F*** you! Just come here!", I yelled.
"Naddie!", I called out to summon her.
"What Haz?", she asked.
"Make another cup. Nialler's coming over. Our Irish leprechaun couldn't resist all that Irish cream you'll be putting on top of the coffee. Just called him. He's fine now."
"Seriously?"
"Yep!"
"Okies! I'm off to make one more!", she said wiping her wet hands on the apron.
Nadia's POV
It was weird. Nialler usually wouldn't get over his headaches this soon. Probably he just wanted to join me and Harry together. Anyhow, I'd have more company which was obviously nice.
I finished off the coffees with a last spoon of cream on top, sprinkling over some cinnamon powder. I loved how cinnamon tasted with cream.
By the time I took the coffees to my bedroom, Niall had already arrived and was laughing at some lame joke of his and Harry.
"Hey! Feeling good, eh?", I asked handing over a cup to him.
"Absolutely!", he replied with a sweet smile.
"Errm...Naddie, there's something we need to talk about.", Harry asked somberly.
My heart skipped a beat at that. It was one of those awkward moments where someone said 'we need to talk'. Did he just...no ofcourse not. No one knew what I felt about Zayn.
"Uh okay. Tell me", I replied, trying to come over the awkwardness of the situation.
"Nad are you hiding something from us?", Harry asked in the most solemn manner ever.
Harry just did not ask that. I DO NOT WANT THIS!
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Yay! Another chapter! I'm so happy! Okay so I'm getting diverted. Remind me to update I'll Find The Words To Say, cause' I'm spending my sleepless nights on this. It's better than aimlessly drooling over Zayn 🤣 I'm actually practicing writing with these stories, so please leave your comments on how you liked it. This story is a compensation for all the short chappies I write -_- So don't complain again!
And someone, please make me a banner for I'll Find The Words To Say...I'll love you forever! <3
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